The Incident involving the Stream Village and The Scorched has ended, but this was only the beginning of a long journey for Desmond & the others. For they had no clue what they'd be walking into...
The Wayfoot Trail | Outskirts of Stream Village, Past the Shaded Woods
Caitlyn: I followed his scent out here, I'm sure he's headed to the mountain far out. Hey, boy are you listening?
Desmond: Yeah sure Cait, I'm totally not thinking about food right now.
Caitlyn: It's Caitlyn child, and also we just ate before we left. Do you have no shame?
Desmond: FOOOD!!
Further up the Trail | Cave Entrance
Welcome to Dark City, Population XXX
Samo Hatu: A city in a mountain, huh I guess that's where the smells coming from. Guess there's no other way to go.
Stepping foot into the cave was a dark medieval city, with a castle upside down, at the center point pinnacle- the top of the cave. Two large hands, a structure or something else held both ends of the castle. A long stairway filled with gravel and coal peered down towards a gate, leading into the city. A large church sat at the center point of the city, a broken down slum and a dilapidated shopping district.
Samo Hatu: What a shit hole, where is everyone?
Further back on the Trail | The Wayfoot Trail
Desmond: Hey Caitlyn, what's up with your abilities? You don't look over the age of 17, how are you in control so much?
Caitlyn: A warrior has to master their abilities, otherwise they are always at a disadvantage. I pray I never have to use my full potential, against any foe.
Desmond: That's cryptic and scary, I'll take your word for it. Whatever has been going on with me... I don't know how to tap into it properly, that devil magic- slaying demons. Of course I wanna protect people, it just feels... Weird. I'm a Psycho User, an adventurer you know.
Caitlyn: We don't choose our powers, we live with them. For whatever reason you've unlocked these abilites- Don't you dare waist them, or I'll break you.
Desmond: That's the thing, every time I use...that... I feel sick. Like my body is fighting itself. I can't explain it...
Caitlyn: Minor side-affect, walk it off. Soon you'll be able to tap into it, as long as you stick by me. I can teach you a lot you know.
Desmond: Thanks Cait, you aren't so scary after all. Just a bit menacing-
Caitlyn: Ever say those words again and I'll slice you in 3.
Desmond: *huh* Uh okay, sorry scary lady gosh, my bad.
The two finally reached the end of the trail, in front of them was an entrance within a mountain- a sign in front.
Desmond: A cave entrance, Dark City? Sounds kinda ominous don't you think Cait?
Caitlyn: It's Caitlyn, and it does seem odd for their to be a cave at the end of a trail. And a City? I have to see this for myself.
Desmond: (in his head) This chick is a wacko' you don't provide her with solid proof or resolve off bat she questions your entire existence; Scarrrrrryyyyy.
Within the regions of Dark City | The Church
Siren: Lord Atlus says tonight will be the great shift, we'll finally get rid of the Skar Troupe. And I'll finally get to sit by Lord Atlus side, hehehe.
Jack the Ripper: Don't be so sure Siren, Robin Hood is out there- as strong as we Plague Curses are, they have strength too.
Headless (The Horseman): *Static* Foolish to think a mere human could deny us our path to become God's. Lord Atlus made a promise, we will make sure- In do time; that we evolve with our Lord.
Siren: Yes, we shall.
Jack the Ripper: Do what you want, but be weary- I've fought Robin before, he's strong. And he's a tricky one to get past, but yes... TONIGHT HE DIES.
The Shopping District | Dark City
Samo Hatu: It smells like death... I guess the place is abandoned. Still doesn't explain what that other scent was, gotta look deeper. I'm sure of it, there's something powerful out here. If I bring it's head back, I could double my profits.
Around the corner came a beastly man
Clay: Are you with them... THOSE DAMNED BEASTS? DRAW YOUR WEAPON BEAST- DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN.
Clay was 6'0, 181lbs, he was blind and had long grey hair down to his torso. He worse busted battle attire, and was a gunsmith/gun-merchant. He had a scar under his left cheek and a brand on his chest. [S K T] He was a member of the Skar Troupe.
Samo Hatu: Hey pal, where is everyone? Shit, are you blind- this'll sound crazy, I smelled something here.
Clay: Everything smells like death, don't try to play me you beast.
Samo Hatu: Buddy, I really don't wanna kill you- so listen to me. Before I gotta do something rash.
Clay: I'll kill you before you take a step, stay there or you'll be leaking from your neck.
Samo Hatu: Fuck it, I guess a little pre-game won't be so bad. A fight to the death then, let's do it.
To Be Continued