by graouh » Fri Jan 24, 2020 4:58 am The kind of cold that sends the imperials into their mothers' "arms".
It might not only in their arms that those weaklings fall into, just listen to them and tell me they are not inbreed
Anyway, I was out there, trying to chip away some iron from the mountain to craft the weapons needed by rebels to fight for freedom.
Clover, my loyal four-legged companion was, as always, by my side, pulling the cart that we would fill with the ore we needed for REVOLUTION.
We found shelter from the terrible weather inside a cave, and after warming up a bit, we were ready to work on our mission : get iron.
Imperials use mining supports, haha, stupids. We rebels know the mountain.
After listening to the cavern, I threw my axe to the stone, hitting it fiercely, while the ore bled abundantly from the wall.
I was just filling the fourth crate with that ore, when suddenly, a monstruous noise ran along the whole cavern, and the roof fell on me throwing me on the ground.
A gigantic monster jumped on me.
I had waken up the mountain monster. I knew it, I thought it was a legend when my great-mother told me about them. Those creatures as strong as rebels and as ugly as imperials.
But this was it I would go to Valhalla. Finally.
Then in a blink, the rebel blood in Clover turned to fire. And my faithful companion attacked the beast with everything.
This gave me just enough time to get back on my feet, and while I watched the beast throwing my loved companion against a wall, my epic rebel courage told me that I should come back later.
So I ran to the exit.
Back to the Hedgehugs imperial kingdom, I decided to recruit a hero. Surely a beast like that needed someone as strong as a bear, as tough as a rebel, and as dumb as an imperial, to accept that suicide mission.
That's how I met Ocelotte.
She did start the fire in her smelters, preparing us with heavy armour, before taking the trip to the mountain where I was honorably waiting her, smoking some good weed with Wind, my other horse.
We built a clever strategy, she would kill the monster while I'd support her mentally.
She equipped me with great armour so that she wouldn't have to wear my body back. And we entered the lair of the giant beast.
The first corridor was calm. Too calm.
After a few steps, a pack of bats jumped on us.
And only when Ocelotte mistook Wind for a bat, ruining my horse with her sword, I realized that our quest might be complicated.
But then, after some sneaky wandering into the cave, we found the beast!
Four meters tall, wielding a cedar tree like you would hold a spoon, the beast was there.
While I was courageously watching from afar, Ocelotte got to it.
The fight was tough, the troll was strong, but Ocelette was fast and agile.
After a few moves, she heroicly jumped on it, and ripped its head off.
So I got a bit closer, waving my sword heroicly too.
The floor shaked when the beast felt.
The giant was dead.
Behind it was Clover, badly injured, but still kicking as a rebel horse, I quickly tend to his wounds, and carried him back home.
So we got back to The Rebels Stronghold (recruiting btw), where Ocelotte was named Rebel Knight. Which is the highest distinction of our order.
Her dexterity being as good as her combat skills, she carved a stone for our glory.
That is a story of Ocelotte, heroe of south-east, Rebel Knight.
Praise Ocelotte, Praise the rebellion, Long life to heroes.
