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kio_fyre · #44 (**permalink**) 04-17-2008

Arlix was struck dumb when he hauled his head up to look at the chaos circling around him. He didn't even notice the caster who he had pardoned from a pin-cushioning fate, though how was he to know that the man apparently had everything under control. His expression fell to something akin to sadness as he watched the fires ravage the borders of their humble abode, as well as the large earth... golem? That was being raised.

Suddenly, hands caught onto his arms and hauled him to his feet, and off of the caster, though Arlix hardly seemed to notice. In fact, if the people who had lifted him, his own people, hadn't continued to hold him upright; he might have simply collapsed again. It felt like his world was falling down. How could he have done so horribly?

He opened his mouth as though to speak, though not a word came out.

"F-he-rr" he heard dimly to his left, though he couldn't tear his gaze away from all the destruction made by the edge of their humble abode. Though it was on the edge of the village, it was still in their lands, and it would leave treacherous scars that would definitely be long in the healing.

"F-th-r" he heard it again, a little clearer, but then strong hands gripped his shoulders and shook him back to attention. No... it wasn't the hands that shook him. He looked around in consternation as he was jolted again, only to realize the ground beneath him was trembling and bucking with a deep, somewhat earth-like groan. His eyes wide, he looked to the figure who had grasped him to see his own son staring back at him.

"Isej!" he shouted, though it was drowned out in a sudden, deafening rumble as the ground's trembling became even wilder. Pushing Isej aside, Arlix stalked back towards Kalai, reaching a hand to grip the caster's shoulder. "What are you doing!" He hollered over the rumbling, thinking it was the fault of the man and his druid companion.

It was then he heard yelling behind him and he whipped his gaze around quickly to view a golem, even larger than the druid's construct. It was mountainous! And climbing out of the earth as a humanoid does out of water and Arlix couldn't deny that his own limbs trembled with shock and awe.

Kalai suddenly forgotten, he held up his scimitar with a loud shout of "Get the defenses ready! Archers, bows to aim! Fighters, hang back, wait till the opportune moment."

In the turn of events, Arlix's attention was suddenly directed to the opposite side of the encampment as defenses began to form. The people were obviously terrified, but under Arlix's shouts for order and offensive maneuvers, they were once again united, whole, if obviously set aback by the appearance of the mountainous golem.

It wasn't even waist high from the ground, and still the land around it bucked and roiled unsteadily beneath the feet of all. Its face was all rocky planes and angles with eyes a softer, though unrelenting ocher that peered down and studied all before it, suggesting the appearance of intelligence as large, clumps of hands, vaguely attempting to appear humanoid pinned themselves to the ground to give the golem more solid hand holds to pull itself up from its pit. The texture of the creature in general was that of a mountain, with random traces of ore seeming to line the creatures body; the flash of something silver along the left arm, a sparkle in the chest. The sight was truly awe inspiring, as much as it was terrifying, for one step of the thing could easily destroy at least one quarter of the encampment, should its full mass ever come to rise.