Northern wild
Northern Domain
Wildheart mountains
Spanning thousands of miles long and wild
A grand mountain range, filled with beauty, splendour and wild grace..
Trees towering into the skies
Forests teaming with danger and intrigue..
Adventure in every corner, secrets unexplored even by those who call this place home…
Wildheart manor
A magnificent construct, carved into the heart of the largest mountain in sight, with a path leading from the grand gates of the mountain manor towards the plains of the forests…
Currently, standing at the gates, in waiting reception, were warriors In ancient armor, wielding different weapons, spears, swords, axes, great swords, hammers, shields and maces and so on…
Their postures straight, disciplined..
Their breaths, still, slow, deliberate…
They stood in grand procession, waiting, patiently…
Dum Dum Dum
Rumble!!!!!!!
The sound of the drums
Dum Dum Dum
Slow, deliberate..
CLACK, CLICK, CLACK
The sounds of horse hooves, rumbling, shaking…
The mountains responded *ROAAARRRRRR!!!!*
The roar of the wild,
They knew, they all knew, even the mountains and it's inhabitants themselves knew
The lord is returning…
….
….
Rumble!!!!!!!!!!
"We greet your lordship!!!!!!!"
Hoooooo!!!!!
The chants were instant, weapons colliding with the floors, fists pounding at the chest and heads bowed…
All this directed towards one man-no-one monster,
There, silently, seated on his warhorse, a beast that towered above mammoths, with flaming purple flames for a mane, hooves burning with the same, and an aura that let you know it's not something you want to fuck with…
His authority, effortless..
His bearing, Confident
His presence? OVERWHELMING!!!
His single presence, cast a suffocating blanket over all and everything, even his elite warriors renowned all over the globe for their ferocious natures appeared tame…
His massive frame commanding, as he dismounted from his steed,
Bam!!!
The earth shuddered,
Standing to his full height of almost 3 meters, muscles rippling all over his bare chested form, midnight black hair, plaited into fine locks, falling freely and wildly, framing a face that seemed carved from the most perfect of gem stones, eyes a deep red…
Standing there, with the sun reflecting off his golden brown torso, he radiated power, authority and pure wild ferocity…
Thorak wildheart
Son of Bjorn Wildheart the conqueror
Lord of the wild heart mountains, master of the nothern domain, crazy asura, nemesis, defier…
His monikers too many to count, his reputation too illustrious to begin to fathom…
But perhaps the one title, the one moniker he takes his greatest pride in…
Was FATHER
"Where's my son" he demanded, voice a low rumble that shook men to their bones…
Before anyone could reply,
Skreeeeeee!!!!!!
Banggg!!!!!!
A collision, rough, wild….
Bang, bang, bang…
Heavy footsteps taken in retreat…
"Now, is that anyway to greet your father after he returns from a trip?" He asked, lowering his guard with a feral grin on his face
"Cut the bullshit you old cargo" Dindu, shaking his sore fist, with a sour expression on his face remarked..
"Oof!! You'll hurt this old man's feelings" thorak replied with a shit eating grin plastered on his face..
"Bia nwoke(come dude), don't gimme that shit, mommy no Dey, so expect me to chop your papa properly, since e be like you Dey craze true true" Dindu replied..
And before thorak could say a word,
Bang!!!
Another thunderous punch was delivered, straight to thorak's abdomen, but the man just shrugged it off, grabbed his son by the hair and..
Booom!!!
A devastating punch right to the face…
Ugh!!
"Damn, you old coot, I know you're jealous but damn you!!!" Dindu spoke whilst wiping his lips with gritted teeth…
"Do that again, and see if I don't tell mother when she returns" he threatened…
"You wouldn't dare" thorak spoke gravely
"Try me" Dindu replied with his own shit eating grin..
And from then on…
Bang!!!
Boom!!!
Crash. Bang. Rumbleeee!!!
Explosions rang out, one after the other, from the gates of the magnificent manor, towards the manor itself, no restraints, no care for structures, no care for collateral damage..
The residents of the manor, already quite acquainted with the father-son duo's antics, already evacuated their precious belongings..
After all, "THE LORD IS BACK!!!" Wasn't just to inform them of the lord's arrival, no, more importantly than that, it was telling them "PACK UP YOUR SHIT, THE LADY ISN'T AROUND, THESE TWO PSYCHOS ARE ABOUT TO GO AT IT AGAIN"…
But since no one dared call them psychos to their faces, the code was coined, and from the recent destruction, it is clear that it's a necessity for survival around these parts, because clearly,
Before wild beasts, demons, or stray demigods get to them, they might just end up getting snuffed out by an already crazy lord that seemed to have given birth to an even more crazier version of himself….
A/N: in case you're wondering, he(Dindu) is the Nigerian, in a fantasy world, so don't be expecting everybody to be speaking pidgin or be African, it's not earth he's on..
Add to you library
Gimme power..