Legends of Tarthirious : Books One-Four of Kylia's Story (Legends of Tarthirious (A LitRPG)) by Dracoulis Zachariah

Author:Dracoulis, Zachariah [Dracoulis, Zachariah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-08-30T04:00:00+00:00

Armelia: Chapter 2

“Oh… that’s bad.” I said as I pried open the shell and the unmistakable stench of death wafted over me.

Six sets of dead, faintly glowing green eyes stared up at me from the pit that was their home as water from the swamp flooded into the shell. That’s how they stayed as well, staring and waiting, but I knew that it was only a matter of time before the afternoon sun hit their rotting flesh as the pit filled and they floated to the top.

“Out of the swamp?” Gerry asked as if there were any other bloody option.

I was already slogging my way out before he’d started speaking, getting as far away as I could from what I’d opened before the notification went off meaning they were on my heels.

Water was their domain after all.

Armelia Fireheart has awoken the swamp lurkers.

6x Level 22 Swamp Lurkers, HP: 1200/1200.

Swamp Lurker discovered.

Journal entry made.

I made it to the shore and looked back to see them steaming through the swamp toward me, and Gerry was nowhere to be seen.

“Gerry!?” I cried as I bolted for a boulder on the other side of the swamp, “Gerry! I could really use some help right about now!”

The zombielike creatures kept up with me, their ability to zip through water unlike almost any other amphibious monster in Tarthirious. I was lucky though, and still managed to make it to the boulder before I could be turned into afternoon tea, scrambling up the ten foot tall mossy grey rock to where they couldn’t reach me.

“Gerry!” I felt like such a damsel in distress, and screaming for help wasn’t doing my credibility any favours, but, to be fair, the lurkers were damn creepy.

“I’m stuck!” he shouted from somewhere in the swamp.

“What do you mean you’re stuck!?” I growled back in annoyance as the lurkers finally shambled their way onto dry land where they were significantly slower but still deadly, their wet clothes and flesh, torn and degraded from the years of living underwater.

“I went to run away and I somehow vaulted into the shell! Bloody thing closed on me and now I can’t find a way out!”

To put it bluntly, shit was fucked.

My arrows would do bugger all to them, and the only way I could get them with my sword was if I was down there. Then I remembered my journal.

I pulled it out of my knapsack and flicked through the pages until I found the entry.

Swamp Lurkers: Swamp Lurkers are a type of amphibious-undead creature that were once from the race of Men but now serve the will of the spirit of the swamp they inhabit. Their minds are tortured and are filled with unnatural parasites that can only be killed if the heart of the swamp is found and destroyed with silver, else the creatures will continue to pursue the swamp’s prey.

“Gerry, can you see anything that could possibly be a ‘heart of the swamp’!?”

“What? No! I can’t see anything in here!”

I rolled my eyes,

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