The Path Not Chosen - Milis Óltóir
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by Releasethe Krakken
The Path Not Chosen - Milis Óltóir
Milis Óltóir was not the biggest son of Aengus Óltóir but what he lacked in strength he made up in intellect. His chosen profession of pharma was no surprise. He studied under old Fengmar a very old man when he started his apprenticeship.
Fengmar believed in a lot things Milis could not fathom, he had a whole black wardrobe which he didn’t share with Milis as he spotted himself from the start as an non believer.
Later even Fengmar concoctions could not save himself from the path of everyone but the Saints.
That left Milis then well versed in all the sciences of his profession. His hand holding a sharp obsidian stone could cut with razor like precision. He knew all the concoctions and herbs and could spot a patients ailment without even checking for symptoms.
His fame grew and people from far and wide came to An Fheothanach to have themselves cured.
Milis made one critical mistake though and that is that he should have opened his head when his master Fengmar talked about the darkness that lurks where normal people cant see.
His mind wasn’t open and when Gráinne Olcsoith walked into his Pharma he should have looked closer. But all Milis spotted was unfathomable beauty. His hand quivered as he studied the bruise on her arm she lied and created by hitting a rock on the spot.
He didn’t spot the blue veins and the cracked skin that was so clear to seers. The snake tongue that rested between her lips. For Gráinne was not human she was indeed send by the orc leadership to sway poor Milis to harvest his man juices for that was the role of the succubi that most foul of demon.
No doubt the orc leader foresee a demon pharma son who could defeat the powers of the clerics. For among them was the best fighters in the world the kurgan , sergulath, micutzu, xndg, bosshawk , careful, Snaveait, Spartacus and Krakken. The orc leadership was afraid of all but of krakken their fear transcended normal emotions. For Krakken had slain their most fierce fighter MrConway . MrConway trained in all fighting styles and for almost 30 years in all weapons met Krakken on the battlefield.
MrConway pulled his scimitar near the fields of Scairteach an Ghlinne but Krakken just walked calmly up to MrConway. MrConway smiled a massive smile and swung with all his might. The scimitar just disintegrated and MrConway tried to run away but he felt the air pulling him towards Krakken. Before Krakken he fell into a sad heap and started to sob for his life like a coward. Krakken knew everything MrCownay promised to save his life was just lies. He saw MrConway for the snake he was. His kind had only one destiny and Krakken was not going to be swayed from the task at hand. He gently took MrConway hand and helped him up. He dusted MrCownay off. Mrconway was acting in true remorse an act he was so good at that countless normal folks had fell for this time and time again until it was too late. No said Krakken your kind cannot be saved but I want to tell you before your end that you should not try and return from the dark hole for i will find you time and time again. Before MrConway could drop to the ground Krakken grabbed his skull and exerted more and more pressure. MrConway was making little weasel sounds “heee weee heee” but it was all in vain . After wards Krakken burned him in a holy fire. Atlhough he knew that mrconway soul could not be saved he didnt want to foul the neighborhood with the sweet twang of broken down metal as Mrconway’s body slowly decomposed
So the orc leadership hid themselves in the day and at night scurried along the countryside like the true rats they were...
Later Milis would wed his fair princess. The seers would scream when the pair walked past “Devil they would scream falling down in fear” Or Grainne would just sense fear as a seer hid himself in vain from view. Grainne would just walk calmly by. Later at night she would visit the seer grab her by the head and suck her face till there was just an empty shell. The male seers she would force horrible acts on before beating their heads in with a rock.
Time moved on and there was no seers left in the neighbourhood which left Grainne all the time in the world to fulfill her task because indeed Milis was quite a willing subject and didnt think much of the shorter pregnancies as the latest Óltóir saw the light of day. All hideous creatures to a seer. Milis just saw normal boys. Vibrant with life. Milis life had reached its peak. Milis couldn’t see and his brain hid the true repulsive nature of his existence to him. Unfortunately although Grainne had the true powers of a great succubus she had not a brain that matched Milis. Therefore the dream of a orc pharma came and went and faded away finally .
After the 5th failure the Orc leader IreBoyos was livid with anger he would break his furniture in his private chambers. The only way he could relief his anger was by beating the orc village idiot Ian E Coley. The poor saps dull eyes looking in pain at him gave him much pleasure.
But the decision was made there would not be an Orc Pharma. Therefore the next best thing was chosen and at daybreak Ireboyos was at the pharma of Milis. He walked in and hissed to his men to grab Milis . You will follow our way now hissed Ireboyos to Milis. Milis saw the foulest creature he had seen in his life a monstrosity with peeling out eyes gnats warts and all kinds of deformities his sKin was a slimy green and live worm feasted in it.
As Milis awoke on day 20 he saw what a fool he was how even if he was a guru he missed the most important science the white arts. The arts that he could have mastered with fengmar’s help. But it was all in vain they were breaking his spirit. At night a foul woman like creature would visit him she was faintly familiar but he didn’t know her only the tortures she put hims through. A foul troop of young creatures would follow her he saw them often when they were fed rotten carcasses by the orcs. Their eyes soulless and black as they looked their lips smeared with blood caking blood.
Slowly Milis was slipping until finally there was nothing human left in him he had turned into a none feeling zombie.
He obsessed each day with the black arts reading tomes and tomes as that would keep the foul creature away from him. Through his studies his soul was turning blacker and blacker not visible to the normal eye but to orc eyes. The orcs was happy as kids on candy with the change.
Soon Ireboyos screamed soon we will walk the light again.
--The End--
Part Of the Krakkens' Urban Mythology series: Others in this series.
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/the-end-of-the-world-is-nigh--2179388/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/on-day-one-plato-created--2305304/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/the-journey-of-krakken-2312971/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/the-journey-of-krakken-the-beginning-2316891/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/krakken-039-s-urban-mythology-series-bhane-2335385/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/he-who-lays-with-the-orcs-2339397/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/of-ghouls-2344717/1/20
Milis Óltóir was not the biggest son of Aengus Óltóir but what he lacked in strength he made up in intellect. His chosen profession of pharma was no surprise. He studied under old Fengmar a very old man when he started his apprenticeship.
Fengmar believed in a lot things Milis could not fathom, he had a whole black wardrobe which he didn’t share with Milis as he spotted himself from the start as an non believer.
Later even Fengmar concoctions could not save himself from the path of everyone but the Saints.
That left Milis then well versed in all the sciences of his profession. His hand holding a sharp obsidian stone could cut with razor like precision. He knew all the concoctions and herbs and could spot a patients ailment without even checking for symptoms.
His fame grew and people from far and wide came to An Fheothanach to have themselves cured.
Milis made one critical mistake though and that is that he should have opened his head when his master Fengmar talked about the darkness that lurks where normal people cant see.
His mind wasn’t open and when Gráinne Olcsoith walked into his Pharma he should have looked closer. But all Milis spotted was unfathomable beauty. His hand quivered as he studied the bruise on her arm she lied and created by hitting a rock on the spot.
He didn’t spot the blue veins and the cracked skin that was so clear to seers. The snake tongue that rested between her lips. For Gráinne was not human she was indeed send by the orc leadership to sway poor Milis to harvest his man juices for that was the role of the succubi that most foul of demon.
No doubt the orc leader foresee a demon pharma son who could defeat the powers of the clerics. For among them was the best fighters in the world the kurgan , sergulath, micutzu, xndg, bosshawk , careful, Snaveait, Spartacus and Krakken. The orc leadership was afraid of all but of krakken their fear transcended normal emotions. For Krakken had slain their most fierce fighter MrConway . MrConway trained in all fighting styles and for almost 30 years in all weapons met Krakken on the battlefield.
MrConway pulled his scimitar near the fields of Scairteach an Ghlinne but Krakken just walked calmly up to MrConway. MrConway smiled a massive smile and swung with all his might. The scimitar just disintegrated and MrConway tried to run away but he felt the air pulling him towards Krakken. Before Krakken he fell into a sad heap and started to sob for his life like a coward. Krakken knew everything MrCownay promised to save his life was just lies. He saw MrConway for the snake he was. His kind had only one destiny and Krakken was not going to be swayed from the task at hand. He gently took MrConway hand and helped him up. He dusted MrCownay off. Mrconway was acting in true remorse an act he was so good at that countless normal folks had fell for this time and time again until it was too late. No said Krakken your kind cannot be saved but I want to tell you before your end that you should not try and return from the dark hole for i will find you time and time again. Before MrConway could drop to the ground Krakken grabbed his skull and exerted more and more pressure. MrConway was making little weasel sounds “heee weee heee” but it was all in vain . After wards Krakken burned him in a holy fire. Atlhough he knew that mrconway soul could not be saved he didnt want to foul the neighborhood with the sweet twang of broken down metal as Mrconway’s body slowly decomposed
So the orc leadership hid themselves in the day and at night scurried along the countryside like the true rats they were...
Later Milis would wed his fair princess. The seers would scream when the pair walked past “Devil they would scream falling down in fear” Or Grainne would just sense fear as a seer hid himself in vain from view. Grainne would just walk calmly by. Later at night she would visit the seer grab her by the head and suck her face till there was just an empty shell. The male seers she would force horrible acts on before beating their heads in with a rock.
Time moved on and there was no seers left in the neighbourhood which left Grainne all the time in the world to fulfill her task because indeed Milis was quite a willing subject and didnt think much of the shorter pregnancies as the latest Óltóir saw the light of day. All hideous creatures to a seer. Milis just saw normal boys. Vibrant with life. Milis life had reached its peak. Milis couldn’t see and his brain hid the true repulsive nature of his existence to him. Unfortunately although Grainne had the true powers of a great succubus she had not a brain that matched Milis. Therefore the dream of a orc pharma came and went and faded away finally .
After the 5th failure the Orc leader IreBoyos was livid with anger he would break his furniture in his private chambers. The only way he could relief his anger was by beating the orc village idiot Ian E Coley. The poor saps dull eyes looking in pain at him gave him much pleasure.
But the decision was made there would not be an Orc Pharma. Therefore the next best thing was chosen and at daybreak Ireboyos was at the pharma of Milis. He walked in and hissed to his men to grab Milis . You will follow our way now hissed Ireboyos to Milis. Milis saw the foulest creature he had seen in his life a monstrosity with peeling out eyes gnats warts and all kinds of deformities his sKin was a slimy green and live worm feasted in it.
As Milis awoke on day 20 he saw what a fool he was how even if he was a guru he missed the most important science the white arts. The arts that he could have mastered with fengmar’s help. But it was all in vain they were breaking his spirit. At night a foul woman like creature would visit him she was faintly familiar but he didn’t know her only the tortures she put hims through. A foul troop of young creatures would follow her he saw them often when they were fed rotten carcasses by the orcs. Their eyes soulless and black as they looked their lips smeared with blood caking blood.
Slowly Milis was slipping until finally there was nothing human left in him he had turned into a none feeling zombie.
He obsessed each day with the black arts reading tomes and tomes as that would keep the foul creature away from him. Through his studies his soul was turning blacker and blacker not visible to the normal eye but to orc eyes. The orcs was happy as kids on candy with the change.
Soon Ireboyos screamed soon we will walk the light again.
--The End--
Part Of the Krakkens' Urban Mythology series: Others in this series.
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/the-end-of-the-world-is-nigh--2179388/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/on-day-one-plato-created--2305304/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/the-journey-of-krakken-2312971/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/the-journey-of-krakken-the-beginning-2316891/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/krakken-039-s-urban-mythology-series-bhane-2335385/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/he-who-lays-with-the-orcs-2339397/1/20
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/of-ghouls-2344717/1/20
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Epic story.....
You're all kinds of twisted sickness! If not already, one day you will be institutionalised into a very secure psychiatric unit.
I can conclude that you need to visit a mental home and stay there.