Klup, the Barbarian Mercenary

[Raziel]

The two men crawled forward on their bellies, a remarkable achievement for such hulking, overmuscled and underdressed highlanders.

Klup peered though the shrubbery, using a crumbling stone wall to hide himself from sight on his left side. Through the leafy foliage he could see the rusting iron fence of the monastary, torn aside by some unspeakable force.. and beyond, graves beyond number, defiled.. the earth sundered to raise the dead.

Behind him, Klisk muttered something he must have learnt from the more unruly members of the Harrogath guardsmen during their off duty.

"Well, brother? What do you think?" Klup asked, barely turning his head. Through the leaves, shambling figures moved through the growing darkness as night fell.

"I say we attack. Front on. Right now. Before the last daylight leaves and we're stuck in this graveyard with these things."

"We haven't even SEEN this Blood Raven fellow yet. How do we even know he's in there? We could go and chop up those corpses and it could be a waste of time."

"Frontal attack. Glad you agree, brother."

"Wait a minute. I didn't agree to anything.. Klisk-"

"YEAAARRRGGHH!" Klisk was already running, sword in hand, howling like a banshee through the gap in the fence, bringing his blade around in a devastating bash to cleave the closest zombie in two.

Klup sighed, picked up his sword and stood, shrugging off the shrubbery, drawing breath to yell a few choice obscenities at his brother, when..

"JOIN MY ARMY OF THE DEAD!!!" The chilling, echoing howl could only be Blood Raven.

Klisk's cry sounded tame by comparison. "Undead stink!"

"Why yes," answered the echoing voice contritely, "they do. Perhaps you should join and we can work on the odor problem together?"

"Makes me wish I had BO," muttered Klup as he let out his pent up breath, joining his brother in the fray.



Blood Raven wasn't particularly tough, actually. The biggest annoyance was, in actuality, Klisk.. who went off and busied himself chopping up some undead instead of concentrating on the real problem.

The above shot is me bashing Blood Raven. Stun didn't really work on her, but I was able to Bash her back a considerable distance, as evidenced by the trail of blood. I got lucky and procced Open Wounds pretty much with my first hit. From there I just kept bashing away, knocking her away from her support crew of undead, and she went down in under 10 hits.

After Blood Raven died, Klup and Klisk exited the monastary graveyard ASAP. Night was falling. I had already explored most of the way to the Stony Field, so I rushed on ahead into that area in the hope of finding the waypoint before it got too dark. (In reality, my wife was asking me to do something, so I was looking for a good "stopping point" for Klup's game.)



I found the waypoint near a boss-pack of skeletal warriors and flying bat things in the Stony Field. Fortunately, it had turned pitch dark in game time, so I decided to play it "realistic" and return to town for the night.

So I used my waypoint to go back to town and get the reward from Kashya (utterly useless by the way).. and managed to capture two shots of interest...


Klup browses Charsi's wares while Klisk tries to chat up the impressionable young blacksmith.

After browsing the blacksmith's wares, Klup headed over to confer with Akara as to their next task.



They had another job to do. But first.. it was time for a good night's rest!

I would write more, but i'm on a laptop and only have a few "prepared" (read: cropped) images to post. More to come..