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I think about you every now and then,
Not as the girl I used to love but as my best friend.
I wish I could talk to you again,
But given the chance I wouldn't know where to begin.
No matter what I tell myself, or what I try,
It's not like I could just walk up and say "Hi."
He’d been gone a week and could not wait to see his wife and children again. The hunt had gone well and he managed to find a large Baco lizard. It could feed the four of them for six nights and so he could spend more time at home in the oasis with his family instead of out in the hot dessert sand. The night air was cool and the stars lit the sands as they shifted like liquid gold.

Despite himself Lio smiled. He must have been half a night’s walk away and already he could smell the fires of his village. Dongo must have found a large Sand Boar and decided to share the beast with everyone. He offered a silent thanks to Nah-huma, god of the dessert, as he crested the hill and saw the lights twinkling off in the distance.

He sifted the ropes on his shoulder and took a seat on the carcass of his latest kill. Tomorrow he would be home. Tomorrow he would teach Nisco, his youngest, how to skin a Baco Lizard and make a fine pair of boots. Tomorrow he would finally begin to teach Neltin how to use an ax and why a true warrior kept himself calm and always acted with honor. But most of all, tomorrow he saw his wife and he would sleep with her by his side. How he longed for her touch and the smell of her hair. With renewed energy Lio grabbed the ropes of his sleigh and tossed them over his shoulders once more. He took off down the dunes in a sprint, anxious to be home.

He heard a child scream and he froze, if only for a second. Why were the lights so bright? He shouldn’t be able to see the village until he past oasis grounds. The smell of the fire now made more since, and the sent it carried with it began to become the stench of burned flesh. His feet and hands were quicker than his mind. He dashed forward the rest of the way home, his twin axes in his hands. He knew he would never make it to the oasis in time but still he ran.

It was morning by the time he’d reached the oasis and late afternoon by the time he reached the village. He had never seen such a terrible sight. Men, women, and children all lay rotting in the hot dessert sun. The buildings were burned and caked in blood and the smell of death hung everywhere. Something moved as Lio was halfway down the street. He approached it slowly with his axes at the ready. It could have been a passing nomad tribe that had done this, and if it was then sometimes they left a straggler or two who looted the bodies and brought the treasures to Chulsium to sell at the market.

“Lio?” a small voice asked. He recognized it, a young man barely past his right of passage named Rickter.

Lio knelt next to the boy. There was a large gash from neck to waist large enough to kill a man and the boy was pale. He didn’t have long but Lio wasn’t going to tell him that.

“You’re going to be fine, Rickter,” Lio said holding the boy’s head, “Tell me what happened here.”

“A witch,” Rickter coughed, “Neltin saw her coming first. She came out of nowhere summoning beasts and demons to fight for her. It was so fast and we tried to take up arms but she-“

The boy began to cough up blood and shiver violently midsentence. Lio grabbed the boy around the shoulders as to comfort him as he passed, “It’s ok Rickter. Go with peace.”

The boy smiled up at Lio and his eyes began to glass over. He was gone in seconds.


The sun beat down upon Lio’s broad shoulders as he meditated in the mid day sun. The wind blew softly and every so often rustled his shoulder length raven black hair cooling his brow and threatening to break his concentration. Lio often meditated before big decisions, it was his way of clearing his mind. The last decision he made that was this big was when he chose to marry Wanda when he was only fourteen. Ten years later and he never once regret going through with the marriage of a Chulsian women. She had brought him two happy sons and years of companionship that he would cherish and take to the grave.

His fist clenched in anger and sadness, Perhaps that will be sooner than I had ever expected.

He opened his eyes to look out at the scorched village around him. He had known these people. He had lived amongst them his whole life, this had been his home, his family, and he had failed to protect them. His stomach turned in knots as he looked at the graves of his wife and children. A Chulsian would have come to tears, Lio did not. He was a Barbarian, strong, proud, and full of honor.

He would not dishonor his family with tears.

Instead he would find the witch responsible for all this and bring her head back home. He would need help, as much as he hated to admit it, all he had to go on was the words of a dying man and the symbol carved into the ground at the edge of his village. He should consult a Witch Hunter about it. The closest Chulsian city was a night and two days away and they tended to distrust Barbarians. He didn’t blame them; most Barbarians were nomads, known for their shifty tricks and brutality. Not all Barbarians had been taught the ways of the god Nah-huma.

Lio sneered, perhaps that is why they were spared and his family had suffered. Could Nah-huma be responsible for the death of his village? No, it was simply that Nah-huma did not exist. There was no god to watch over this world. His heart turned hard and his eyes narrowed. He would get the information he needed from the Witch Hunter and slay the witch himself.

First he would need gold.


The Flying Hobgoblin was both an inn and pub in Soveria and if anyone wanted information that’s was the place to go. Or so he’d been told. Lio entered the room and the conversations fell silent. He frowned at the silence but continued on to the bar and tossed a sack of gold and silver on the counter, “Can anyone tell me where to find a witch hunter?”

No one moved or spoke but the whole inn eyed the pouch greedily. Ten seconds past and the bar keep put a mug over flowing with ale in front of him, “Mister, you best put that pouch away ‘fore someone tries to cut your throat for it.”

With one motion Lio flicked his ax out of its sheath and sent it hurtling into the air. The blade bit into the wood of the counter causing it to crack. Lio picked up the mug of ale, “Let them try.”

A man in the back, his hood and long black bangs obscuring his face let out a long hearty laugh, “Well done, my friend.”

Lio turned and narrowed his eyes at the man. He looked to be some kind of a ranger, perhaps even a hunter. Lio scooped up the pouch and tucked his ax back into his belt. The stranger seemed to watch his every move, his feet up on the table he sat at and a large mug of ale resting on his chest. He nodded to Lio and lifted his mug.

Lio approached him and sat across the table, “Are you a Witch Hunter?”

The man smiled, “No, I hunt things much more nefarious.”

Lio frowned and took a long sip of ale, “And what is that?”

“I hunt demons,” the man smiled, “And perhaps any other sort of monster and beast.”

Lio thought about this for a moment, “Aren’t witches beasts?”

The man laughed, “Hardly. Witches, much like mages, warlocks, wizards, sages and sorcerers were once and quite possibly still are human. That’s like me asking you if all Barbarians are nomadic with violent tendencies and no honor. We both know the answer is no but it is still something that has been misrepresented as true throughout the years.”

“You talk too much.”

The demon hunter leaned forward and offered his hand, “My name is Lucian, as I have said I am a Demon Hunter. However, my tall mountain of a man, for all the coin in that purse plus a little more I will help you track down and slay anything.”

“The coin is yours,” Lio said ignoring the hand, “After the job is done.”

“Of course, after the job, and what, may I ask, did this witch do to you?” The man retracted his hand and rubbed it against his shirt. After a long moment of silence Lucian accepted he wasn’t going to get an answer, “Suit yourself.”
Lio the Barbarian
Part One of whatever the name of this tale is going to be the prologue of which can be found here: fav.me/d7xm087
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Lio sat three feet from the cave entrance, his large battle axes resting across his lap as he meditated. There was something in there, he knew there was. Dylock Spiders rarely nested this close to a city without a vein of exposed gold or something to attract unsuspecting travelers nearby.

“Well, Barbarian?” his companion asked, “Are you going in?”

“Perhaps, Lucian,” He opened his eyes to look the young demon hunter in the eye, “Why don’t you go inside?”

“Me?” Lucian asked, “Go in there? Are you nuts? There are spiders in there. Webs and slime, venom, and fangs; it’s not for me, but for someone of your strength it should be no challenge.”

Lio frowned, “Lucian, you have a crossbow.”

“And a natural taste for survival,” Lucian said.

Lio rolled his eyes and hefted his dual axes up on his shoulders as he stood, “Follow me, I will clear the path. Just shoot anything out of reach.”

Lucian sneered, “Fine.”

The barbarian entered the cave, his back to the wall and one axe at the level of his eyes. Lucian muttered a curse as a spider web brushed across his forehead. Lio gave him a dark look and brought one powerful hand to his lips. Lucian gave him another sneer and ushered him forward with his crossbow.

There was a torch lit further down tunnel, someone had been here recently, probably a foolhardy miner looking to make a fortune off the gold in the caves. Lucian saw it too, “You think it’s Andrial?”

“I don’t know of any other who would be so foolish enough to enter into the cave,” Lio moved slowly to the opening. The walls glittered with jewels as pure as ice. Lio ran a hand along the rough edges of the walls, his fingers touching a clear stone that turned a deep blue.

“Diamonds?” Lucian asked. Lio would never get past him asking questions he already knew the answer too.

“Enchanted,” Lio growled. The spiders didn’t simply come here on their own something had called them. But who, and why? This cave was out in the middle of nowhere on the edge of Barbaria and Chulsium. The only town nearby, Soveria, was a fortnight away and had no important political ties to either land.

Lucian seemed to be thinking the same, although three steps ahead, as usual, “You think the Witch is involved somehow? Some sort of experiment?”

“Could be,” Lio admitted. Something scurried in the darkness down the cave and Lucian yelped. Lio turned to him with a lifted eyebrow.

“Don’t give me that look, you act the same way when it rains,” Lucian growled.

“I have never screeched like a girl loud enough to bring a horde of spiders down on top of me,” Lio replied.

Lucian glared at him, “I did not scream like a girl.”

Lio gave a snort, “If you say so.”

Lucian pointed the crossbow at Lio’s face, “Say that again.”

A woman laughed somewhere in the cave, “Boys, boys, calm down, we can’t have you killing each other before my children of time to feed.”

Lio turned, a young woman, perhaps in her thirties in a long flowing silk robe with a deep hood pulled up over her face approached the two adventurers. What little of her face was visible beneath her hood was covered by raven black hair that hung down to her thin lips.

“A Dylock Queen I take it?” Lucian asked. Lio had heard of the spider queens before, a mystical mutation that allowed a female spider the body of an enchanting young woman to lure in her prey. Although it was not a complete mutation, often the woman had fangs and a set of eight long spindly limbs, usually hidden under some means of clothing.

The woman smiled, revealing a pair of long fangs, “Observant.”

“We’ve no time for you and have no wish to destroy you or your nest,” Lio told the Spider Queen.

“Speak for yourself,” Lucian muttered.

Lio gave him another dark look but the young man only shrugged. The barbarian turned back to the Spider Queen, “We are only here for the miner.”

“Well,” the woman shrugged, “In that case I will deny my children their meal and let him go free.”

“Oh, really? Would you? That would be great,” Lucian answered sarcastically.

“Or,” The queen smiled, “I could let them feed on all three of you.”

The walls began to move as millions of eyes opened and teeth chattered together greedily. Thousands of spiders ranging from the size of a small dog to the height of the barbarian rushed down to meet the two adventurers. Lucian backed up into Lio who stood in a low crouch waiting for the spiders to make the first move.

“Lio?” The demon hunter said.

Lio grunted.

“You know I hate you, right?”
Prologue: The Spider's nest
So, this is a collab I'm doing with my brother... Sort of... As my brother and I have finally sat down to play Diablo 3: Ultimate Evil Edition together on the X-Box One we've been talking about how our characters interact with each other and how we would act in there place and the tale kind of writes its self. Even though it basically started as a D3 FF I've tweaked it here and there and I'm turning it into its own fantasy tale.
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Hi ya everyone. My pen name is William Rediger, so you can call me Will. Let me tell you a little bit about myself:
I am a young writer and artist. It is my dream to one day be as my idols Stan "The Man" Lee, Big Dog, Bob Kane, Jerry Siegel, Steve Ditko, and Walter B. Gibson.
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I just recently made a purchase of a used but referbished laptop. So I will defenatly have more time that I can write. As such I've decided to post the new Idd chapter early.

This chapter is all conversation.

It is background builder that I want to play on later. Mainly between Jaime and Silas. If I'm to wrapped up in myself to notice that it doesn't make much since please let me know.
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