Head towards the camp
From Create Your Own Story
Lightning streaks across the sky and thunder shakes the earth. We need to hurry, you think. Look at the approaching storm, you see the hazy horizon as torrential rain falls. You turn to Kota and point towards the camp, "Let's go!" Koti nods and the two of you run quickly towards the smoke.
The hairs on your neck stand straight up, electrified. Your senses are screaming danger signals. You look back at the storm. The white lightning erupts powerfully from the clouds. Yet they seem off. Their frequency is too regular, their pattern understandable. This isn't a natural storm, you think.
Suddenly, blue-cloaked figures appear in the distance. Some carry swords, yet three carry staves. The staff-holders aim their weapons to the sky, seemingly controlling the storm above them. The Stormstresses! The Stormstresses were a mysterious tribe that served the Goddesses. In their ranks, they are lead by conjurors of storms. The Stromstresses are a violent clan, always eager to try out their new combination of lightning and rain on an unsuspecting tribe. It seems the camp you're headed to is their next destination.
We have to get out of here! "Koti!" You yell at your friend through the roars of thunder. She turns, eyes widening at the sight of the attackers. She stares at you for a quick moment before the Stormstresses decide to initiate their assault. Lightning chaotically descends from the dark clouds above, rain pelts you with force, thunder cracks the air. A white streak races to the ground, looking for its prey, and strikes Koti directly. She shakes violently before collapsing on the ground. You stand in shock as your only tribe member was taken from you. You run to your companion's side, but another bolt strikes close, burning the grass. I'm sorry Koti, you think, I must save myself.
You hear a shout behind you and see a conjuror pointing her staff at you. Your eyes widen with realization. Lightning jaggers as it descends, racing directly for your head. Your muscles force you to roll away, dodging the bolt by mere meters. Yet the thunder following it destroys your ears. You scream in pain, unaware of the conjuror throwing another bolt at you. It strikes your head, electrifying your body with deadly volts, killing you instantly.
The Stormstresses would not recover your or Koti's body. Perhaps its for the best. After they attacked and electrocuted or stabbed the women at the camp, they fucked their corpses for days before throwing them in a mass grave before continuing on to try out their terrifying power.
YOU DIED
