Just One Horror on an Isle of Dread by Akkuya
In the name of the eternal sun, this was an accursed place.
Akkuya hated this place. The sky shone with the sun’s light but there was no sun. The endless water and rolling waves of the sea unsettled him. The island seemed infested with giant reptilian monstrosities. Some with multiple heads and now this, this enormous lizard with a massive head of razor-like teeth and a huge muscled frame covered in the scars and trophies of many years of killing.
The fire within Akkuya flowed from his soul and washed out over his allies as he moved into position to help Mustafa drawing Dawnflower’s Gaze and Pyre’s Death, his magical shield and scimitar, in a flash of gold and silver. Nearer to the beast the fire of Sarenrae shimmered down the blade of the weapon strengthening it and sharpening the blade’s edge to perfection. Unfortunately the creature proved hard to seriously wound but the Purifying Flame kept the monster at bay long enough for the Knights Protector to finally end the lizard’s life.
Akkuya channeled the power of Sarenrae to wash over everyone nearby healing his compatriots and the strange natives equally.
Everything was calm but Akkuya was still disturbed. Only half of the Knights Protector had appeared at the beach, Hakim, Mustafa and himself, and they had been there seemingly two days long. It was imperative that they be found not only to assure their safety but if things proved true based on what had transpired so far their strength would be needed.
Hakim had mentioned that it was likely that if they had been given the quest for the golden horn just by arriving then they must have as well. If they still lived, Akkuya added to himself and he took a moment to pray to the Dawnflower for that to be true.
Mustafa seemed ready to go and Akkuya too wanted to finish this trial in order to accomplish what needed to be done in this blasphemous place and return to Kelmarane.