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Twisted and monstrous in the situation, my laugh was enough to churn stomachs already roiling with terror and they all looked at me as I chuckled in the gloom. Some made signs to various deities as they beheld the way my eyes glinted in the shadows, thinking that the stress and terror had snapped my sanity.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Viconia muttered, the only individual in the building who seemed completely at ease at the whole situation.
"We’re facing an entire pack of werewolves, and yet these bastards fear us." I laughed. Despite my words I felt a terror that matched all of those in the building with us. The sound of a small child sobbing seemed to suddenly echo from a room within the town hall itself for a few moments that left a group of the milit...
"Well... it’s working so far." Someone muttered in the group.
Sparing a glance to Viconia I saw the way that she returned the look with a quizzical one of her own. "These illusions; are they imitations, or memories?" I whispered to her so the others couldn’t hear the question.
The expression that formed on her face was one that told me that there were questions that I didn’t want answers for.
My fingers tapped on Sunchild’s sheathed hilt for a moment before reaching and drawing an arrow from the quiver at my feet. Enormously powerful, my bow was strung and in my hands even as my vampiric senses could hear the way the wolf howls moving closer to us.
"Here we go." I murmured and Viconia nodded, the magicka traces in the air before her growing even more powerful as she read the shifting energies. The howls and screams and calls of life-ending horror continued to the increasingly desperate men and women around us, and it was almost a relief when the door shuddered a...
Rattling and shifting, the group clenched an array of weapons at the heavily fortified entry. Posts and beams had been nailed to the interior of the doors, their bases pressed into rectangular holes carved into the stone foundations for support. All together they braced the doors outward and such thick planks would en...
Crossbows rattled and the creak of bows being drawn back to half nock could be heard over the muttered oaths and curses at the way the door had shuddered as it was hit.
"Steady." I hissed to the group as they levelled their weapons at the door. "They’re just testing us."
The tiny gap under the sealed doors suddenly blew inwards in a collection of wood shavings and dust as something monstrously large snuffled at the base of the door. The heavy breaths of the creature pressing its nose to the half centimetre gap panted and sprayed saliva and mucous before the scrabbling of claws could b...
Everyone held their breaths, watching with a sick horror at the sight of the billowing clouds of dust from the werewolf almost playfully scratching at the exterior. For a minute or two it seemed content to continue on, but without warning the bloodthirsty howl ripped through us all as it bayed into the night sky.
Its hunting howl was returned by the others and we could hear the snorting and roaring as they galloped through the village towards us. being unable to see or watch them we could feel our bowels turn to water as our subconscious minds filled in the gaps using the very worst of our imaginations. My own mind was filled ...
Thudding into the outside of the doors the creatures howled and roared, the first now joined by the rest of the pack as they threw themselves bodily at the reinforced wood. Claws tore and gouges, jaws could be clearly heard snapping together as they growled and barked and above it all the cries of pain and agony conti...
Shuddering and rocking back on the numerous bracings and wooden supports the doors began to buckle slightly in places as the lycanthropes continued their assault. Cracks began to appear in places as unnatural claws ripped into the wood or they hit it with their daedric strength, but thankfully the preparations of the ...
"My wives! Please spare my wives!"
Kneeling down behind his massive towershield the young Legionary Hadrgar watched impassively at the doors slowly begin to give under the sustained assault of the werewolves. Kneeling down with his knee pressed to the floor, his shield covered him entirely, his narrowing eyes mostly hidden in the thick barbute helmet p...
"There do I see my father’s..." He chanted in his thickly accented voice.
"Daddy, stop the monsters hurting me! DADDY!"
"There do I see my mother’s..."
The howl of something bestial and blood-savage ripped through the air as the creature bounded around the exterior of the hall. For a few heart rending moments it sought and failed to find entrance elsewhere and soon returned to the pack battering the doors.
In a mournful funeral dirge, the young Nord continued his death prayer and I could see that he was not the only one speaking what for all intents their own eulogies. "There do I see my brothers and my sisters..."
A wooden panel slowly began pushing inwards as one of the creatures threw its entire strength and bodyweight into the wood. So heavily built and fortified by the militia, the wooden panel only seemed to bend and show the tiniest signs of splintering before the creature was forced to pull back from the exertion.
"There do I see the line of my people, back to the beginning..."
Another screech ripped through the air; a woman of indeterminable age suffering with world ending pain. It was so close that we all could have sworn that she had her face pressed up against the hinges before she began shrieking.
"Shor bids me to take my place among them..."
We were all flinching now at the sounds of the unrelenting assault and for several moments we all trembled in fear at the sound of one of them scrabbling up the walls and onto the roof. The long bass note of its howl could be felt deep into our bellies, but there were some of us that couldn’t help but laugh at the sud...
"In the halls of Sovngarde..."
"Dead dead dying dying death..." chanted a sick disembodied voice that seemed to move and float around the exterior of the town hall. "All is death, all is rot. Twist and snap, gnaw and rot... Death death death..."
"Where the brave..."
One of the several supporting beams juddered and bounced as one or more of the creatures slammed heavily into the door with their full force. Cracks appeared in some of the wood and I could suddenly taste the green cores of the wooden planks and beams as they began fracturing.
"Live forever..."
The cry of "They’re breaking through!" echoed from the mouth of one of the militia and I drew back hard on my bow. In a sick curiosity I watched one of the braces bend and snap, the thirty-centimetre-thick post bending like a blade of grass before exploding from the forces on the door panel it was holding back. The wo...
Even before the wood had hit the floor I had released my breath and the hold on the bowstring, feeling it slap the inside of my left wrist as it launched the arrow with all the force of a thunderbolt. I caught the vague suggestion of furred flesh and talons in the rent in the wood before the arrow vanished into the da...
"Braces!" Ylfgar roared, all silence and whispering was lost now to the assault and I saw those few without bows or polearms grasp planks and posts from the ready-made stockpile of building materials and step hesitantly towards the door. Moving forward with them I launched another arrow through the gap, seeing movemen...
Using spears and lengths of wood to keep their distance from the doors a handful of the militia pushed a board across the hole and jammed it there with a beam pressed into the floor. They had been preparing for this all day and although their fear was threatening to overwhelm them their instincts pushed aside all thei...
Furred and ghastly, a limb half as long as I was tall groped through tipped with talons longer than daggers that gleamed black like obsidian. Coloured a deep brown like fresh clay it was matted and stank, filling the interior of the hall with the stench of wet hound and the musk of an alpha predator. It slashed and sw...
An arrow lodged deep into a bicep, but appeared as wounding as an insect bite to the creature that owned the limb. Another pair of arrows lodged into the wood of the door to join mine as those with bows released the strings with trembling fingers. Twisting and roaring with bloodlust the werewolf ignored the impacts of...
Sunchild appeared in my hand and unthinkingly I stepped forward while all the others retreated, screaming in fear and desperation while only a few shouted orders to hold firm and shore up the doors. It was reaching for on the various parts of the barricade keeping the doors closed and even as its talons sunk deep into...
Flopping to the ground, the severed limb splattered gore in all directions as its owner retracted the gushing stump. The scream of pain and anguish from the lycanthrope almost sounded human despite the bestial rage inherent in the growls. There was almost a moment of silence from beasts and militia alike as all involv...
"Get the gods-damned doors barricaded!" I roared on the top of my lungs as the creatures outside redoubled their efforts to gain entry. Some sounded like they were digging into the wood on the outside as though it was little more than soil and they were dogs trying to bury bones. The others clawed and ripped at the ho...
The militia moved with surprising speed and without hesitation, and I realised with a start that I had infused some of my vampiric will into my voice. As the adrenaline grew and thundered its way into my veins my face was growing taut until the fear began sliding away. Despite the memories, despite the terror and the ...
Furred and fanged, the face of one of the werewolves pressed into the right hand hole that had been enlarged by the grasping talons of it and its kin. A yellow, bloodshot eye narrowed in the gap at the sight of the dozen or so individuals that dared to defy it, lips pulling back from a maw of fangs and teeth as pointe...
Mjadhi; bandit and outlaw hissed his own hatred as he pulled the trigger on his crossbow, the weapon’s arms snapping forward with mechanical force and driving the bolt into the face of the wolf. There was a split second of surprise from the creature outside before it realised it was now partially blind and had thirty ...
Another cry of pain from the werewolves rippling through the pack as the newly blinded creature staggered way to the sound of the purring laughter of the Khajiit highwayman. Roaring like a mountain lion he laughed and stepped backwards, pulling another bolt from the quiver on his hip before going through the laborious...
Spurred on from our examples the others moved forward, jamming wood down, pressing beams and posts onto the weakening doors and firing arrows and bolts through the existing holes to the chorus of screams and howls of pain and anger. Furred and talon-tipped paws would snake inside, writhe about grasping and clawing acc...
"Well... The vith’rellen are consistent to say the least." I swore and one of the militia hooted at my grim expression as I swung Sunchild once more. Another howl of agony was reward for my efforts and a fresh hand flopped like a dead fish next to its brother, still twitching as nerves struggled to obey the commands f...
Kicking the hand away and watching my footing on the bloody floor I motioned for a pair of the militia to lever a board across the gap before another of the fiends decided to try its luck against my blade. By now the majority of the defenders were huddling around the doors. Some armed with little more than planks of w...
"Faeelorn you fool! Get back!"
Hearing Ylfgar’s shouted command I twisted my head to see the Bosmer caravan hand step forwards with a drawn bow, the arrow wickedly pointed and gleaming with sharpness. Buoyed by their success, those with bows and crossbows had been creeping forward half a pace at a time with each shot into the darkness. Now as the f...
Fumbling with his quiver there was nothing he or anyone else could do when an arm as black as ash erupted from the hole, talons as sharp as shortswords punching into the elf’s gut with a shocking savagery. There was enough time for the look of stupefied amazement to appear on his gaunt tattooed face, staring at the wa...
Far too small to accommodate a body, let alone an upright one the wood elf died in an explosion of gore as he slammed into the wood and was pulled stomach first through the hole. Bones breaking and snapping, the sheer power of the creature ripped him apart, folding his corpse in half at the waist and leaving everyone ...
"Back! Back you fucking idiots!" someone shouted over the sounds of gory feasting and the tearing of flesh outside. What little remained of the wood elf was nothing more than a boot sitting comically near the base of the shuddering doors, while his blood dripped everywhere and pooled around the lip of the hole.
Grey furred and terrible, the snarling face of one of the creatures pressed the advantage and the momentary lack of arrows and bolts being hurled from hole. Ears flat to its skull and lips pulled back to reveal a mouth filled with fangs it pushed through the gap, barking and salivating at the huddling mass of humanity...
Broad, heavy and designed for the utmost protection; the dragon embossed weight of a towershield smashed the creature hard in the face, shattering fangs and breaking bone with the impact. Impossibly calm and determined as though entirely detached from the situation, young Hadrgar had fallen into the routine and drills...
There was nothing of the emotion or fear of earlier in the day, no tremble of a limb or palsy of the hand. He struck quickly and precisely, not overexerting and remaining behind the thick layers of metal and wood as he jammed the gladius to the hilt in a furred jugular. The creature howled and swiped at him, blood gus...
Fully intending on eviscerating the legionary daring to stand between it and its prey it roared, ignoring the wounds that would have incapacitated a minotaur. Before our eyes the pulsing spurts of blood from the stab wound in the throat dribbled away into nothing, not because of death claiming the beast but because th...
Weighted and hooked, the polished head of a billhook slammed down hard on the creature’s skull, caving it in with a crack and spraying blood and brains on those who were closest. Designed for pulling riders from their saddles or cleaving through platemail, even the unnatural regenerative nature of Hircine’s blessed co...
"Got the bastard!" shouted the militiaman wielding the enormous polearm as the creature died with one last ragged breath. The look of triumph was short lived though as he was left desperately wriggling the bladed staff from where it was lodged in flesh and bone. Even more shockingly than before the entire corpse of th...
His shrieks were terrible as the claws tasted deeply of his flesh, shredding flesh and ripping bone as though they were little more than twigs. Blood sprayed in all directions and he twisted and writhed in agony, another furred maw appearing in the hole that wasted no time biting him and worrying great chunks of flesh...
With Hadrgar by my side and half a dozen militia behind us we stabbed and hacked at the creature, trying to swipe our way past its flailing limbs while the others tried desperately to pull the hapless militiaman away from the bloodthirsty beast. Hadrgar took a swipe across his shield that left another series of furrow...
"Get down!" the voice from behind us called out, and I twisted and saw Viconia standing there in the corner of my eye. Without thinking I grabbed Hadrgar and for the second time in just as many minutes left him sprawled on his back as Viconia strode forward with a crescendo of energies plucking at the air around her. ...
With the near-dead man still grasped firmly and half pulled through the hole, the werewolf growled through a mouthful of flesh at the Drow suddenly standing before it. Crackling with power she continued to whisper words of increasing complexity even as she pointed her finger accusingly at the beast-man mauling the nea...
Spitting out the last of the spell, we all were rocked from the sheer intensity of the magical blast. Similar to those she had used against the minotaur lord of Nonungalo but several times more powerful, the spell cracked from her outstretched hand, pouring the contained energies within her body in one single blast of...
The peal of thunder silenced everything, the howls of the werewolves outside, the shouts of anger, screams of pain and the sounds of fighting. Even the ever present howling and screams of the damned was silenced in the crescendo of energies that Viconia had unleashed. The raw power that she had wielded had left the wo...
Burnt hair, scorched flesh and the smell of wet dog wafted, and there was almost nothing left of the creature. It had been kneeling in the breach, gnawing on the near-dead villager one second and the next it was half an exploded corpse. As though it had been struck by a boulder hurled by a trebuchet, everything above ...
Eyes rolling into the back of her skull, Viconia staggered and fell backwards, utterly spent from the discharge of her powers in such a way. The assault on the doors had ceased however; the explosive death of one of the pack and the way the magicka had left the other creatures singed and burned had forced them to retr...
"Ysmir’s beard!" Hadrgar swore as he rolled over from where I had pushed him, watching as I leapt forward and caught Viconia before she hit the floor. "I always thought that magicka was for the weak!"
Ignoring him I quickly looked over her. Her heart was racing, eyes fluttering in her skull and I could feel her mind and body struggling to deal with the energies that not only she had contained but had released on the werewolves. I had seen Legion Battlemages and Telvanni Magister’s unable to control such raw power. ...
"They’ve run off." Someone exclaimed to a handful of muted cheers of those unable to believe they weren’t introducing themselves to their ancestors in Aetherius.
"Yeah, and they might come back." Ylfgar spat, moving forward and gesturing to the door. "The night’s still young, so get this damned thing secured and boarded up."
The towering shadow of the woodsman loomed over me and I could somehow hear the smile in his tone. "That’s one helluvar thing to witness."
Before I could reply there was the sound of scraping wood from upstairs, followed by the sound of something heavy impacting on the floorboards. Everyone seemed to freeze in place at the noise, listening and straining as something shattered and a bloodcurdling scream was cut off in mid breath.
"By the Nine..."
"They’ve gotten inside!"
Twisting and stabbing a finger between the young legionary and Viconia’s twitching form I could the whites of his eyes within the shadows of his helm. "Stay here and look after her!" I spat, watching him flinch from my tone.
Without waiting for a response I exploded into activity, adrenaline returning to my veins as my heart hammered like a drum in my chest. Upstairs the sounds of splintering wood were joined and overwhelmed by what could only be a howl of pure triumph. Somehow while we were fighting them off downstairs one of the creatur...
I found myself feeling as though my boots were sunk deep in the snow of northern Vvardenfell, bow drooping from trembling fingers and staring into the face of a creature that had haunted my dreams for over half a decade. Faced with a sight of utter carnage and devastation as I had all those years ago, I felt little mo...
Even hunchbacked from the animalistic nature of its curse it towered a full head over me, looking down with its canine eyes with nothing but a primal hunger driving it on. Rolling grey-black fur covered every inch of flesh, arms lengthened and longer than its lower limbs for greater power to rip and tear its prey apar...
Three times as broad in the shoulders as a regular human it would have almost appeared comical in the way that its waist was barely larger than a regular being’s. Instead it was horrifically powerful, muscles twisting and writhing under its taut flesh and short fur to show a musculature that professional soldier would...
Appearing at the top of the stairs it greeted me with what could have been surprise had it been any other creature. Busily gnawing on the shredded torso of one of the militia it had been oblivious to everything but the desire to feed. Holding up the body with little more than a single hand, the other was busily assist...
At my appearance the creature dropped its meal, growling in such a way that not only did its chest reverberate with the sound but so did mine as I could feel it through the soles of my feet and in the depths of my bowels. All thoughts were pushed from my mind as I gazed upon the thing and the devastation it had wrough...
The howl that ripped forth from its throat and chest cut through me like a knife and I struggled not to turn and flee from the apparition before me. There was something deep and primal in its every movement and noise it made that stabbed into the primitive part of my mind left over from the time when men were little m...
Unlike most other beings and humans, there was no longer a single set of instincts that fuelled my mind. The primitive and superstitious core of my being left over from my genetic heritage of thousands of years of ancestors urged me to flee, but there was a darker layer now infusing my soul. As it had when I had falle...
Cheekbones rippling under my flesh and snapping with twinges of pain, my face elongated and fangs peeled my lips apart. The fear, while still making itself felt in the back of my mind was put aside for the moment as the darkness of my daedra infused vampiric side rose to meet the werewolf’s challenge head on.
The enormous brute paused, seeing and sensing the changes rippling through me as Sunchild suddenly found itself in a firm grip once more. Chainmail creaked and my shoulders broadened as the vampire consumed my flesh and the werewolf hunched down and growled. Acting even more wolf-like it tilted its head away from me, ...
With all the force of a ballista bolt it launched itself at me, roaring on the top of its lungs and spraying bloody spittle in an explosive puff of rank air. Moving faster than any creature had any right to it crossed the distance between us in a heartbeat, slamming heavily into the space that I had been occupying but...
Wood splintered and furniture exploded into kindling as it raked its claws millimetres from my body. The force of the creature allowed it to tear a door from its hinges with a casual ease and I felt my clothes and flesh buffered by the force of the wind from its blows. As strong as a minotaur, yet almost as fast as Lo...
Bleeding and gashed in several places it dropped back on all fours like the canine in whose image it had been fashioned. Although the injuries were serious and would have even felled a minotaur it seemed oblivious to them and didn’t seem to feel pain. Every cut only fed the burning fires of its hunger and rage, and I ...
Crushing the vampire aside slightly a small huddle of militia rounded the top of the stairs and stumbled to a halt at the sight of me facing the creature down alone. My speed at sprinting up the stairs had left me facing the werewolf alone for a handful of seconds, but in doing so I had somehow found myself standing b...
In such confines and facing against inexperienced and wavering villagers there was the potential of a bloodbath greater than that of the Faregyl Inn the night before. Hiding my fangs behind my lips I growled in my throat, trying to keep the creature’s attentions on me as the greater threat. It hunched there in the mid...
It stopped; pausing in mid breath and mid growl to face me and tilt its head in an all too canine way. From their positions flat against its skull its ears twitched and suddenly rose upright, moving and swivelling around as it stopped and appeared to be listening to something that only it could hear. There was a sensa...
The momentary pause over, the creature launched itself in my direction once more but it somehow appeared as though it was no longer intent on ripping me limb from limb. It bounded between the two of us on all fours, shuddering the floor with its weight even as I met its charge head on once more. Sunchild speared out a...
Roaring and screaming at the pain and the intense pressure exerted by its powerful jaws I ludicrously found myself amazed at the way that the daedroth scales resisted not only its claws but its crushing teeth. My bones seemed to grind inside of my body but the razored tips of its talons and fangs didn’t sink into my f...
Slamming me hard into the wall, it shook its head like a terrier with a rat, throwing me about even as its enormous paws scrabbled for purchase on the daedroth scales. Despite the unnatural nature of its form, it could not contend with the daedric substance of my armour. The sheer bite force and the strength of the cr...
Sunchild punched into its side again and again as I roared into its face with agony and six years’ worth of repressed fears and nightmares. All the guilt, the self-loathing and the hatred for such creatures flowed out of me through my sword arm as I jammed it again and again to the hilt in the thing’s chest. Ribs shat...
Slipping in the spreading pool of gore under us we fell, the weight of the creature pinning me to the floor even as its strength began fading from its limbs. Somehow my left arm, while crushed and semi-nerveless from the beasts clamped jaws managed to pull the dagger from its sheath strapped my chest and it too found ...
Its breath rattled and its hot rank blood coating both arms and the majority of my torso as the enormous stinking carcass of the creature slumped and had the last of its life pump out onto the floor and me. Gurgling, it struggled to rise unsuccessfully from the sheer amount of damage that I had inflicted on it, whinin...
The full weight of the beast slumped over my prone body, driving the wind from my lungs and making me feel every single inch of the array of bruised and semi-fractured bones from my waist up. Blood coated me, soaking through my armour and sticking to my bare flesh in steaming layers of crimson, but I was alive and sud...

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