Game Thread: Tosti Hakisson

From the cursed soil you arise, mist is strewn about you. You cannot remember; who you are, how did you fall, all this is lost to you. But in the distance there is a soft orange glow. Hope?

You approach the light, almost mindlessly driven to hold your hand over the coiled blade. The bonfire lights, for a fleeting moment warmth fills your cold heart, restoring your vigour and your strength. You feel rested, as though you had stayed for ten or so minuets in this moment, though it lasted only a moment. Filled with determination you look once more around you. You stand in a deep vale; filled with mist and graves. Across the clearing from you is a corpse its decayed hands clasp a dull great flask a bright white stone untouched by age. You recognise these items, powerful items indeed...

The sides of the cake are steep but there is an old path winding through the mist..

As you start along the path you realise that you aren't alone. Around you in the mists several hollowed undead lurk. They seem to pay you no heed at first, but as you continue its clear that they are following behind you. Soon you will be completely surrounded.

The hollows become aggressive much faster then you were anticipating and four hollows manage to surround you and strike out at you wildly. Most of the blows bounce harmlessly of your armour but one scores a solid hit on you.

Your sweep strikes the two hollows ahead of you adding a deep gash to their mangled forms the hollows strike at you again. You manage to dodge all but one blow.

The first hollow just barely survives theblow, while the second succumbs to the wound. A whisky white fragment rises from the corpse as it crumbles to ash.

The path itself is narrow, but theres plenty of space either side of it. The valley is reasonably flat and wide, but with steep edged.

The hollows continue there mindless swiping but you easily dodge all of them.

Your first strike fells the second hollow, but you swing wide on the second strike. The remain two hollows continue their relentless assault. One of them just managing to catch you in the side.

Both blows connect, but the hollows are still up. They continue there assault, once again you fail to block one of the strikes.

With your final swing the two remaining hollows fall to the ground, 2 more streaks of light being absorbed into you as your foes crumple to ash.As you cast your eye around you, there are still hollows about but you would likely need to depart the path to attract their attention. The path winds up from here, towards the entrance to the valley where the sheer cliffs press in close to the path.

The path becomes stairs as you leave the valley. Clouds part and for a brief moment the sun shines upon you. At the in trance to the valley is a stone circle. Some of the stones still stand but most have been slowed to fall. There is a knight sitting on one of these toppled stones he notices your arrival but quickly returns his attention to a small black object in his hands.

From here you can see much of the surrounding country side. a huge stone fortress dominates the otherwise barren landscape.