04-18-2016, 09:14 PM
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The Endless Dunes was a vast plane. Very few towns and villages, let along Cities existed within the barren environment. The roads, or should they be called 'rolling paths', that travelers took were rough ones. The desert's dunes moved across the land as if alive, quickly covering any reminisce of the last travelers tracks. The Savannah portion of the dunes was not much better, though the path remained the same and was easier to navigate, many would say that the heat was just as intense. Yes, the Endless Dunes truly felt uninhabitable. Yet, it was very much filled with life. They were horrible ones for the most part, maybe not worth living. That made the hunt all that much more exciting!
Knotch brought his scarf up above his nose pinching it, the small sandstorm that had picked up made it extremely hard to navigate the crawling earth. This was what he was meant for, this moment. From the very beginning, he was a hunter and at this very moment he was tasked with tracking down and capturing game that was considered far above his ability. He hunted this creature in a place that seemed to try and detour him every step of the way. He could pick up traveler's tracks and the next moment watch as the sand picked up the prints and carried them off into oblivion. It was all the other pray they had found along the way that kept the adrenaline in his veins throbbing, pulsating.
The people of the Endless Dunes lived lives so pitiful that man believe that everyday would be their last. Traveling between towns and the long journey to Nippur was just as dangerous the first time as it was the last. Beasts, vultures, occasional sandworm, and more threatened their travels every time. Although, every time Knotch picked up the trail of a traveler he knew that he would watch them pray and beg for their worthless lives as if they were as worthy as the Emperor or King themselves! They hated their very existence, right up until that existence was threatened with destruction. He would get to see that terror on the face of a demi-god. Nothing could be more exhilarating.
The best part about hunting these pesky merchants though, was the fact that it didn't interrupt their overall goal. In fact, it was helping out tremendously. The travelers had taken these road so many times that they proved to be an invaluable asset when it came to traveling to the city of Nippur. Not to mention every successful kill meant more food for the men, keeping bellies full and moral up. He could tell Tegan and Plum were having fun as well. They had made such good progress that they were supposedly only a day or so out from Nippur, or at least that's what the last traveler cried out when interrogated.
When they had made it through the storm they reached a part of the merchant road that had much more traffic than the rest, implying that they had to be close to the city. Knotch told the men to take a rest while he went out to scout ahead.
"Remember Knotch, no unnecessary conflict. We've done well enough so far. I don't want to get trigger happen and pick any fights that may end up hurting us in the long run." Tegan said to the huntsman, a hand on his should and a look of reassurance in his eyes.
Knotch tipped his hat, "If you think I'm going through all this, just so I can squeeze the trigger and get the Doe but scare off the Buck. You forgetting who you recruited in the first place. I'm... Top Knotch." He smiled at his own pun and made a click sound with the side of his mouth simultaneously as he winked. Trust was restored to Tegan's face and he gave a nod of good faith to Plum, who then returned it to Knotch.
The huntsman lay a top a Dune and peered through the scope of his rifle at all the figures he could make out in the distance. A dirty old fart riding a mule, carrying some sort of rugs. A gnomish man riding a circular motorized wheel, the types of game in the Omniverse where so expansive. Every one, different in its own special way.... "Now what do we have here?" Knotch caught a glimpse of two very interesting travelers. He adjusted the sight and zoomed.
He watched as a cloaked figure and what looked like a man wearing a white and red trench coat, and bore a massive object on his back, conversed back and forth. The cloaked one seemed to be wearing a mask and was facing towards Knotch's 9 o'clock position. The second traveler than pulled the cross shaped object from his back and slammed it on the ground in front of him. Knotch could have sworn he heard the echo of the hit, maybe he just tricked himself into believing he did... Then he noticed the spiky blonde hair, his pulse stopped and he held his breath. Strange weapon, blonde spiky hair, and on the road to Nippur. This couldn't get any better as a lead. Was this Gilgamesh? He zoned for a second then shook off the sweat from his brow and peered back through the scope. The man had suddenly dawned a head dress and covered his face. Had he seen Knotch watching him? Impossible, coincidence. He began to focus on the other figure, who had turned to face the blonde man. When he turned around though he saw a glint of metal, it was a machine! White masked machine.... then his heart skipped again as he swore the machine was staring at him... the mask seem to begin to zoom! How the hell? The image of the robot's metallic features shinning flashed in his mind "Lens flare you idiot." He rolled out of the way and moved around the dune. Keeping low and out of sight. He waited... 1 minute... 5 minutes... He peeked his rifle over the hill and peered through it. Relief rushed over him as he saw the two continuing along their path.
Making his way back to the crew Knotch removed his hat and wiped his forearm across his head, "Let's take a tour of Nippur boys. May I suggest a short diet as well. We're going to be merchants for a short bit."
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The Endless Dunes was a vast plane. Very few towns and villages, let along Cities existed within the barren environment. The roads, or should they be called 'rolling paths', that travelers took were rough ones. The desert's dunes moved across the land as if alive, quickly covering any reminisce of the last travelers tracks. The Savannah portion of the dunes was not much better, though the path remained the same and was easier to navigate, many would say that the heat was just as intense. Yes, the Endless Dunes truly felt uninhabitable. Yet, it was very much filled with life. They were horrible ones for the most part, maybe not worth living. That made the hunt all that much more exciting!
Knotch brought his scarf up above his nose pinching it, the small sandstorm that had picked up made it extremely hard to navigate the crawling earth. This was what he was meant for, this moment. From the very beginning, he was a hunter and at this very moment he was tasked with tracking down and capturing game that was considered far above his ability. He hunted this creature in a place that seemed to try and detour him every step of the way. He could pick up traveler's tracks and the next moment watch as the sand picked up the prints and carried them off into oblivion. It was all the other pray they had found along the way that kept the adrenaline in his veins throbbing, pulsating.
The people of the Endless Dunes lived lives so pitiful that man believe that everyday would be their last. Traveling between towns and the long journey to Nippur was just as dangerous the first time as it was the last. Beasts, vultures, occasional sandworm, and more threatened their travels every time. Although, every time Knotch picked up the trail of a traveler he knew that he would watch them pray and beg for their worthless lives as if they were as worthy as the Emperor or King themselves! They hated their very existence, right up until that existence was threatened with destruction. He would get to see that terror on the face of a demi-god. Nothing could be more exhilarating.
The best part about hunting these pesky merchants though, was the fact that it didn't interrupt their overall goal. In fact, it was helping out tremendously. The travelers had taken these road so many times that they proved to be an invaluable asset when it came to traveling to the city of Nippur. Not to mention every successful kill meant more food for the men, keeping bellies full and moral up. He could tell Tegan and Plum were having fun as well. They had made such good progress that they were supposedly only a day or so out from Nippur, or at least that's what the last traveler cried out when interrogated.
When they had made it through the storm they reached a part of the merchant road that had much more traffic than the rest, implying that they had to be close to the city. Knotch told the men to take a rest while he went out to scout ahead.
"Remember Knotch, no unnecessary conflict. We've done well enough so far. I don't want to get trigger happen and pick any fights that may end up hurting us in the long run." Tegan said to the huntsman, a hand on his should and a look of reassurance in his eyes.
Knotch tipped his hat, "If you think I'm going through all this, just so I can squeeze the trigger and get the Doe but scare off the Buck. You forgetting who you recruited in the first place. I'm... Top Knotch." He smiled at his own pun and made a click sound with the side of his mouth simultaneously as he winked. Trust was restored to Tegan's face and he gave a nod of good faith to Plum, who then returned it to Knotch.
The huntsman lay a top a Dune and peered through the scope of his rifle at all the figures he could make out in the distance. A dirty old fart riding a mule, carrying some sort of rugs. A gnomish man riding a circular motorized wheel, the types of game in the Omniverse where so expansive. Every one, different in its own special way.... "Now what do we have here?" Knotch caught a glimpse of two very interesting travelers. He adjusted the sight and zoomed.
He watched as a cloaked figure and what looked like a man wearing a white and red trench coat, and bore a massive object on his back, conversed back and forth. The cloaked one seemed to be wearing a mask and was facing towards Knotch's 9 o'clock position. The second traveler than pulled the cross shaped object from his back and slammed it on the ground in front of him. Knotch could have sworn he heard the echo of the hit, maybe he just tricked himself into believing he did... Then he noticed the spiky blonde hair, his pulse stopped and he held his breath. Strange weapon, blonde spiky hair, and on the road to Nippur. This couldn't get any better as a lead. Was this Gilgamesh? He zoned for a second then shook off the sweat from his brow and peered back through the scope. The man had suddenly dawned a head dress and covered his face. Had he seen Knotch watching him? Impossible, coincidence. He began to focus on the other figure, who had turned to face the blonde man. When he turned around though he saw a glint of metal, it was a machine! White masked machine.... then his heart skipped again as he swore the machine was staring at him... the mask seem to begin to zoom! How the hell? The image of the robot's metallic features shinning flashed in his mind "Lens flare you idiot." He rolled out of the way and moved around the dune. Keeping low and out of sight. He waited... 1 minute... 5 minutes... He peeked his rifle over the hill and peered through it. Relief rushed over him as he saw the two continuing along their path.
Making his way back to the crew Knotch removed his hat and wiped his forearm across his head, "Let's take a tour of Nippur boys. May I suggest a short diet as well. We're going to be merchants for a short bit."
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You can attack me, doesn't mean I won't High Tail It! HA!
You can attack me, doesn't mean I won't High Tail It! HA!