The Adnarim, Figured I'd give it a shot... Options

[Disasterpiece449]

Intro's aren't for me so let's just get to the story.
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"So what do you think?" I whispered, looking back over my shoulder at a large man holding a spear. We were deep in the depths of Hirstaang Forest pursuing a large group of spriggans who had recently been terrorizing the inhabitants of Solstheim. The Imperials were cowards with nothing but excuses and therefor the locals left it up to 2 Nords to keep the place safe. Pitiful.

"I think you are a lot better at plans than I." He whispered back.

"Fine, I'll flank them. You stay here to the rear. When I give the signal, you attack. I'll cover you with my crossbow. This won't be easy, however, with ten srpiggans so be careful." I said this rather slowly as my companion wasn't exactly the sharpest crayon in the crayon box.

"Uhh..ok. I stay here, you go there. I got it."

Half sighing I proceeded to slowly work my way around to flank these creatures. This wasn't easy considering my snow bear armor and the fact that I spared no room on it. There were blades sticking out every which way.

After a few moments I was standing between two trees with my spear at my feet and my crossbow in hand. I gave a whistle, signalled for Fulgar to attack, took aim. He was quickly upon the spriggans, taking two down instantly. Soon the others were heading at him. He fought hard, taking them one after another and I was picking them off as they revived. we were down to six when half of them turned on me. I hit two with the crossbow and switched to my spear to keep them at a distance but this didn't last long. Finally I threw my spear, finishing one, and switched to my axe, nothing more than a sharp rock tied to a stick. I finished the remaining two and looked up to see Fulgar smiling at me.

"Let's get back to Thirsk." I said. I gathered my weapons, strapped them in the appropriate place, and we set off toward the mead hall.

"Another job well done, Dirk. It seems that you should have been the one to fight Hircine, not me." Sgalring, the new "leader" at Thirsk, was very full of himself.

"It's nothing, gettin' paid for havin' fun."

"Well I'm glad you enjoy it." he paused for a moment, thinking, "Oh! There was a man here a few hours ago looking for you, Imperial by the looks of him. He's says to have you go to him on his ship."

What would an Imperial want from me?"Ok, well I gues I'll head over there then. Fulgar, go back to camp and start dinner."

"Aye"

[Disasterpiece449]

Not a single comment? I guess I'll keep going until I get one.
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I now stood outside Thirsk with my group of "elite" men who seemed quite surprised at the size of the settlement. Apparently they didn't know Thirsk was a town, they thought it was a simple building. The warriors on the wall surrounding the mead hall were high in number, at least 25 in all. Plus the other ten within them.

"This doesn't even make sense! There aren't even enough houses for this many men!" a soldier said.

"Apparently someone saw us coming and tipped them off." said another.

I said nothing, I was formulating a plan in my mind and the men seemed to grow impatient so I thought I'd just go with something simple.

"I'll go and attack them from the inside, when the guards turn their attention to the mead hall is when you attack." I pointed at five men, "You will go first, head to the left side of the hall. Then the other half will go to the right. I'll join you outside after I'm finished within." I was worried, though. There were quite a lot of men in the hall.

I stood and walked toward the mead hall. When I reached the gates I was hailed by an elderly warrior.

"Dirk, the scouts spotted a group of Imperials headed this way. They, uh...they said you were leading them."

"Uhh...I saw them too. They were coming from the Imperial fort, were they not?"

"Huh?"

"The man leading them was not me, you idiot, it was my brother! I've come to discuss a plan with Sgalring." Relieved, I left the warrior something to think about.

Once I entered the hall I told Sgalring the same story and asked him to come upstairs with me. Of course, he obliged and when we reached the top I stuck my spear into his back, paralyzing him.

He let out a scream just before I hurled him onto the steps. He stopped rolling nearly midway down and as the men came up to see what was happening I dropped my spear and started firing bolts. The body slowed the Thirskonians and I was easily able to pick them off before they reached me.

I could hear the battle ensueing outside. I ran down the stairs only to be met a 3 nords(evidently smarter than the others) and used my axe to dispose of them. I ran out of the mead hall saw something that will haunt me forever.

The Imperials had defeated all the guards and were now slaughtering anyone they saw. There were decapitated women, mutilated children lying everywhere. There was no explanation for this. Imperials didn't do this, yet there they were...all ten of them laughing and screaming mockingly at the terrified children running crazily about.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I screamed with all I had.

The men turned and looked at me with fiendish eyes. Something had gotten to them, these weren't the men I brought out here. These were monsters. They ran at me, giving startlingly horrible battle cries. The sounds escaping from their lips were not those of a human.

"STOP!" I don't know why I said this. I knew it would do nothing.

I pulled my crossbow and hit two of them before the group reached me. I threw the weapon at one, picked up my spear, and went to work. I stabbed the nearest one, pulled the spear from his stomach and whirled it around to have the blunt end collide with the face of a monster to my right. As he was falling I thrust the spear into his chest. One of the creatures tackled me from behind, apparently forgetting that he was carrying a sword, and attempted to bite me. I threw him off, picked up my spear, and stabbed him directly in the face. I withdrew the weapon and looked up. The remaining five were on the ground squirming and writhing as if in an unbearable amount of pain. The surviving Thirskonians were staring in awe.

I picked up my crossbow, strapped it to my back, and was off to the fort once again.
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I'm going to end chapter one here. Now that I look at it, I think what I've written so far should be in a single post, as I'm only writing small bits at a time, so could a moderator be so kind as to combine it?