Post by Naculo Vendar on Aug 7, 2017 23:00:23 GMT -5
Memories of yesterday flooded into Naculo's mind with such vivid accuracy. The strange beast that appeared from the sky and landed in their village. Everyone was awestruck by such a curiosity. Suddenly the strange beast made a noise and opened it's mouth scaring everyone in a unified gasp. Then the strangest thing happened, light surged brightly from its mouth and ..... people emerged from it. Men? Yes definitely Men. They were very strange. Their clothes. Their hair. Their skin?!? They all were very strange but yes they were men just like them. His people drew closer to them with caution and curiosity. Finally the elder approached the strangers and greeted them with his people's way. He embraced a stranger patting him on the back and letting loose a genuine laugh. The strangers began to laugh to setting all the people at ease. Naculo even smiled at this scene and marveled at what wonders they would see today. The scene quickly turned to horror though as a sword surged through the back of the elder killing him instantly. The strangers let loose a loud piercing whistle and hundreds began to emerge from the beast's jaws with fire flinging form their hands. The majority of his people screamed in terror and began to flee. a few quickly grabbed their spears and charged the strangers to defend the village. It was of no use though. They were instantly hit from the fire and fell. Naculo was in shock. Frozen in place and unsure of how to act when blue crackling fire struck seizing his body and crumpling to the ground. Two of the strangers grabbed his feet and dragged him towards the beast. All he could do was stare in terror as people were being shoved into burning huts and slaughtered in mere moments. The screams pierced one to their very soul.
"Naculo! Naculo!" Naculo woke with a start covered in sweat and panicking with heavy breath. His eyes darted around frantically unsure of his surroundings. Another villager stared at him with concern and reassured him. "It was only a dream Naculo." Naculo shook his head. "No it was not" His hands and feet were tied and shackled with heavy iron chains keeping him secured in his space. He looked around in the dimly lit room to see about fifty of his people crammed together in such a tiny space. It was only the men. All of the women had been taken someplace else but in the middle of the night they could hear their screams. Naculo was filled with trauma, fear, and the anxiety of your entire life being destroyed. His white tunic was stained with filth and the stench was unbearable. Naculo quivered with fear and uncertainty at his situation and did the only thing he knew how to do. He begged in a quiet shaky voice, "Fripona? Fripona? Help us Fripona. I know that you can hear me. I cannot offer you anything. These monsters have chained my hands so I cannot clap. They have chained feet with heavy iron so I cannot dance your praises. Fripona I know you have the power to free us and return us to our homeland. All I can use right now is my voice." His trembling cracked his voice, "If you free us, I will dance to your glory till the end of my days. I will give to you the glub dob and brew the finest wine for you. I will create the finest of things to sacrifice to you. I will do this until the end of my days. Fripona save us! I want to see my mother and father again! I do not know where they are!"
The world suddenly appeared to be frozen in time and all sound had left. Well almost all suddenly a voice rang out loud for Naculo to hear. "oh they're dead. These heartless bastards burnt them to a crisp. Hell of a way to go to." Naculo looked towards the voice to find a tall slender man dressed in all black strange attire (a three piece suit) His black hair cut short and a well trimmed black beard adorned his face. He gingerly sipped a cup of tea as he continued,"It was such a shame really I thought they had incredible offerings. What?!? What's the deal? You don't recognize Fripona?" Naculo stared in shock at Fripona. His prayer had worked!!! "oh it's the attire isn't it. Hold on." With a snap of his fingers Fripona changed his appearance to a man in a toga with winged shoes and a helmet. "Nah this one isn't ready yet. How about this." He transformed again into a naked man with a coyote head. "Nah this ones not for you." He snapped his fingers again and was transformed into an even more strange attire "I know. I know. It's a bit garish but trust me one day people are going to love this. Well i guess it's just before it's time." Naculo looked on in terror at Fripona. Fripona sighed at Naculo and snapped his fingers. He suddenly transformed into one of the villagers but dressed in a black tunic. "Better?" Naculo nodded. "Ok Naculo. The reason I'm here is because out of all the godless savages in this boat you are the only one that I can truly trust and have help me to complete a mission. You my boy have a destiny. I have found great favor in you and have chosen to bestow upon you my blessings but there's a catch. In order for you to help me I cant rescue you. You will be sold as a slave and your people will be cast to the wind. When the time is right I will reappear and tell you what I need you to do. However in order for all of this to work. You will have to suffer and that will be your sacrifice to me. You must suffer." The final statement was said with intensity that struck home."Remember boy you are my champion. I'm right there when you need me. Stay strong because life is only going to get worse."
In an instant the sounds of the ship returned and Naculo sat with his fellow prisoners. His heart raced as he took stock at what happened. Fripona lived and he had blessed him! His god was real. The reality of everything sank in again though as tears surged from Naculo's eyes as he began to mourn the death of the his parents.
Naculo is off to market
"Naculo! Naculo!" Naculo woke with a start covered in sweat and panicking with heavy breath. His eyes darted around frantically unsure of his surroundings. Another villager stared at him with concern and reassured him. "It was only a dream Naculo." Naculo shook his head. "No it was not" His hands and feet were tied and shackled with heavy iron chains keeping him secured in his space. He looked around in the dimly lit room to see about fifty of his people crammed together in such a tiny space. It was only the men. All of the women had been taken someplace else but in the middle of the night they could hear their screams. Naculo was filled with trauma, fear, and the anxiety of your entire life being destroyed. His white tunic was stained with filth and the stench was unbearable. Naculo quivered with fear and uncertainty at his situation and did the only thing he knew how to do. He begged in a quiet shaky voice, "Fripona? Fripona? Help us Fripona. I know that you can hear me. I cannot offer you anything. These monsters have chained my hands so I cannot clap. They have chained feet with heavy iron so I cannot dance your praises. Fripona I know you have the power to free us and return us to our homeland. All I can use right now is my voice." His trembling cracked his voice, "If you free us, I will dance to your glory till the end of my days. I will give to you the glub dob and brew the finest wine for you. I will create the finest of things to sacrifice to you. I will do this until the end of my days. Fripona save us! I want to see my mother and father again! I do not know where they are!"
The world suddenly appeared to be frozen in time and all sound had left. Well almost all suddenly a voice rang out loud for Naculo to hear. "oh they're dead. These heartless bastards burnt them to a crisp. Hell of a way to go to." Naculo looked towards the voice to find a tall slender man dressed in all black strange attire (a three piece suit) His black hair cut short and a well trimmed black beard adorned his face. He gingerly sipped a cup of tea as he continued,"It was such a shame really I thought they had incredible offerings. What?!? What's the deal? You don't recognize Fripona?" Naculo stared in shock at Fripona. His prayer had worked!!! "oh it's the attire isn't it. Hold on." With a snap of his fingers Fripona changed his appearance to a man in a toga with winged shoes and a helmet. "Nah this one isn't ready yet. How about this." He transformed again into a naked man with a coyote head. "Nah this ones not for you." He snapped his fingers again and was transformed into an even more strange attire "I know. I know. It's a bit garish but trust me one day people are going to love this. Well i guess it's just before it's time." Naculo looked on in terror at Fripona. Fripona sighed at Naculo and snapped his fingers. He suddenly transformed into one of the villagers but dressed in a black tunic. "Better?" Naculo nodded. "Ok Naculo. The reason I'm here is because out of all the godless savages in this boat you are the only one that I can truly trust and have help me to complete a mission. You my boy have a destiny. I have found great favor in you and have chosen to bestow upon you my blessings but there's a catch. In order for you to help me I cant rescue you. You will be sold as a slave and your people will be cast to the wind. When the time is right I will reappear and tell you what I need you to do. However in order for all of this to work. You will have to suffer and that will be your sacrifice to me. You must suffer." The final statement was said with intensity that struck home."Remember boy you are my champion. I'm right there when you need me. Stay strong because life is only going to get worse."
In an instant the sounds of the ship returned and Naculo sat with his fellow prisoners. His heart raced as he took stock at what happened. Fripona lived and he had blessed him! His god was real. The reality of everything sank in again though as tears surged from Naculo's eyes as he began to mourn the death of the his parents.
Naculo is off to market
