The Demon Within

The Temple

In the land of Liatis, a war rages on. Four powerful mages called the ice lords command legions of undead warriors called deadwalkers while the humans, elves, and other races try to resist their power. Hope is almost non existent as the ice lords frozen domain expands across the land. One force of resitance is a mercenary guild called the Freeborn Blades, who recently were hired by the blood sage magician guild for protection while the perform a ritual, however, things don't go as planned.

Walking along the paths of a mountain, a young man of 15 years scouts for any deadwalkers. His name, was Vulcan, well, that's what he was given by the blads, his real name kept hidden. He was a fine young man, around average height, slightly bellow, he had a thin yet athletic build.   His face was angular, his skin pale with freckles scattered throughout it. His eyes were greyish blue with a slight orangish ring around his pupil. His hair was a dark brown tousled mess, but worked for him

He wore dark brown boots with grey pants, and a  sleeveless black leather cuirass and black leather gauntlets on his hands.

A strap snugly held his scabbed on his back. Within the open scabbed rest a silver claymore with a straight guard and black hilt. His hips held two daggers without guards. On the back of his belt hung a small crossbow, seemingly his only ranged weapon

His feet kicked through the dirt as his hand ran along the red stone of the mountain. He caught a foul but familiar scent, rotting flesh

In front of him, a walking corpse with a slight glow in it's eyes, and a rusted sword in its one arm.

Vulcan: horrible scouts, you pick up their scent a mile away

The deadwalker charges at Vulcan but he just sidestepped and triped it. He then drew his sword and stabbed it, killing it once again

Vulcan: I need to get to the captain

His pace picked up as he jogged to the temple where they were set up. It was made in a cave and had a large courtyard in the front, but I had been abandoned for who knows how long

He started making his way up the steps and heard the captain yell in his thick Scottish accent

Captain: Vulcan, get your arse up here!

He ran to the top where he met the Captain, a barrel chested man with slightly long hair and a thick beard. His armor was altered version of the blade's standard gear. It covered almost all his skin, in a grey leather with a red cloth hanging from his belt and red spaulders.

Captain: where the hell have you been, you were to scan the area then head back

 Vulcan: I ran into one of the scouts, it's dead, again

Captain: at least you stalled them, now get

Vulcan joined the other blades, while Sparrow the head scout ran up to him. She was shorter and petite, but still had a toned body. She had a pale face and short black hair with grey eyes matching her light grey cuirass.

Sparrow: Buffalo is pissed and looking for you, id haul ass before you get your skull caved in

Buffalo was what the name suggested, a big, short tempered brute, she was the toughest blade beside the captain

Vulcan walked up to her, she was 6'2, built with blood red hair tied in a ponytail, piercing red eyes and dark skin. She wore armor nade from a light colored and slightly rusted metal plate with red accents. Her battle-axe slung on her back and a glare that could kill someone

Buffalo: where were you!

Vulcan: scouting for the captain

Buffao:. You were supposed to set traps before that, you're my... Our powder master first, we have Sparrow to do that sort of thing

Joel ran off to make traps then with Sparrow's help, set them in vital areas in preparation for the inevitable attack.

The traps were set, when it began. Rumbling hit the ground as deadwalkers, and something more approach. The unarmorred ones attacked first, met with a quick retaliation as the freeborn blades killed them with ease

Vulcan lured them into traps which exploded on touch, then finished them with his swordplay. He kicked back the o es equipped with shields to get a clear shot and used his crossbow on the archers

But they flooded in to fast, then it appeared . A giant deadwalker with a gorrila like appearance, hunched back, large forearms it Leaned on. It's chest war torn open, the ribcage opened wide and it's face was a skull, with two large tusks

Vulcan : it's a juggernaut!

Captain: fall back into the temple.

And they did, sealing the large doors which would hoold for so long

Then their luck depleted even more as wraiths went through the walls

Captain: Vulcan we'll hold them off, go find peeler!

Vulcan ran off, but stopped after being spotted by deadwalkers.he drew his daggers and delivered quick starts s and slashes, before jumping out of the way of counter attacks. He eventually found peeker cornered by a large, bloated deadwalker with blue-grey skin

He helped peeler kill the beast and looked at the poor bald guy

Vulcan : get to the captain and help

Peeler: y-yes sir

Peeler ran from fear mixed with courage while Vulcan went to the invoking chamber to protect their clients 

He entered the chamber to find four sages surrounding a swirling flame in the air, and one of the younger ones standing off to the side, but then deadwalkers fell into the chamber and the sage's leader yelled to the girl 

Sage leader: Callie, get back!

Callie: I can take care of myself

The young girl then prepared a spell and shot white lighting at the deadwalkers and healed Vulcan when he got hit while dueling them

The rumbling returned as the juggernaut drew closer. The flame that the mages surrounded began to flare up

Sage: something's wrong!

Another quake hit and they lost control and the flame flew out, and  Into Vulcan

The juggernaut burst through the floor and grabed Vulcan throwing him into the courtyard

He stood up slowly, his eyes glowing orange as a strange distorted voice spoke

???: Thy weakness shall not be our downfall!

He raised his sword and flame enveloped it, when theJuggernaut punched he easily blocked it, even throwing the monster off balance.

The juggernaut slammed its fist down, missing Vulcan and allowing him to slash it, setting it's arm on fire. The juggernaut swept it's other arm across the ground and hit Vulcan but he stabbed this arm as well

He ran between it's legs slashing each one and causing the beast to fall down. It weakly turned around, only for Vulcan to stab its exposed chest. Flames burned the juggernaut to nothing but a pile of Ash as Vulcan fell down, his eyes no longer glowing as he passes out...