Thornborns Ep2: A Night at the Market - Broknul's Shadow
- Zealot Trevor is dispatched on a dangerous monster hunt in Broknul's upper market district.
- The city faces an unprecedented threat: a blood-draining Émhor parasite has infiltrated its walls, indicating a change in the Red Moon's influence.
- Trevor receives a massive new Claymore and confronts the creature, leading to a brutal loss and a direct battle.
The stench of Broknul's perpetual twilight clung to me like a shroud as I descended into its labyrinthine depths. They call us Zealots—half-men, half-monsters—but who else dares stand against the encroaching shadow of the Red Moon? In this grim capital of the Dun-Vorgund Empire, fear is a constant companion, and the populace shrinks from our Bri-Root infused flesh, even as we protect their fragile existence.
Today, however, the whispers of dissent and the judgmental stares of the market folk faded to insignificance. Commander Rokt, a walking testament to duty and the merciless embrace of the Bri-Root, had summoned us. An unheard-of horror had breached Broknul's impenetrable walls: a parasite, an Émhor, preying on the innocent in the very heart of the upper city. A sanguinary beast draining lives, marking a terrifying shift in the war against the Red Moon.
Armed with a monstrous new Claymore, a true cleaver of death forged for a Zealot like me, Boris and I plunged into the bustling, yet now hushed, market district. The Bri-Root, the very parasite we host, twitched and shrieked in my hand, a living compass guiding us through the blood-soaked aisles to a hidden warehouse. What lurked within was far worse than rumor—a grotesque hematovore, its belly bloated with fresh meat, its eyes glinting with malicious intelligence.
The air grew heavy with the tang of fresh gore. My companion, brave Boris, a brother in arms and a fellow recipient of this brutal fate, rushed headlong into the darkness. But this was no ordinary creature. Its strength, multiplied by digested organs, was unnatural. I watched, helpless, as a life was extinguished in a horrific spray of crimson, another casualty in our endless war.
Now, it’s just me. And this monster. The warehouse, once a place of commerce, is poised to become my personal slaughterhouse. Will my new sword be enough? Can I avenge Boris and protect Broknul from this escalating darkness? Dive into Thornborns - Ep2 - A Night at the Market and witness the brutal fight for survival under the terrifying gaze of the Red Moon. Subscribe now and join the fight against the creeping shadows of the Dun-Vorgund Empire!