Whumpblrful’s 100 Drabble Challenge - Whump Edition (prompt 1 to 5)
I decided to try another whump challenge before whumptober comes, so I’m going to do @whumpblrful‘s 100 Drabble Challenge. :D
There were too many vampires. They had felt the blood and the power of their little troop and had come in numbers. Soon they were overwhelmed, weakened by vampiric drains, frozen by ice attacks, and beset by the cold bodies of vampires yearning to taste their warm, throbbing blood. In front of this, helpless, the Dragonborn could only scream "Don't touch them!!". The shout had the sound of thunder. But this only froze the vampires for an instant. Eyes filled with rage, the Dragonborn shouted louder, ancient words coming from the depths of his draconic soul. (97)
Taliesin's body, covered in bruises and wounds, writhed in pain from the new volley of blows. He enjoyed the pain, but to a certain point and in a certain context which unfortunately was not the latter. His former comrades from Thalmor were unleashed on him, setting an example. The sucid missions had not been enough, Taliesin had betrayed them and left Thalmor to travel with the Dragonborn. It was more than treason. He went through torture. But even when they had defiled and torn out his beautiful hair, he would not open his teeth. He would not betray the Dragonborn. (101)
Nebarra and Telmiltarion ventured into Markarth's market, in search for provisions, unaware of the looming danger. Guards working for the Silver-Blood family emerged from the shadows, cornering them in a narrow alley. Quickly, Telmiltarion found himself disarmed and restrained by a bunch of men in green armor. Other guards tore off Nebarra's helmet, exposing his defiant expression and youthful face.
"Harmless as bunnies, eh?" one guard sneered, landing a vicious blow on Nebarra's cheek.
Others joined in, pummeling Nebarra with blows. Telmiltarion's heart pounded as he fought against his restraints, desperate to help him. He could do nothing but watch. (105)
The Dragonborn's world shifted as tentacles snatched them into Hermaeus Mora's realm, Apocrypha. Panic gripped Kaidan's heart as he lunged to catch them, but Xelzaz firmly held him back by an arm and Lucien gripped his wrist.
"You can't go there, it's too dangerous. They has to confront Miraak alone. Apocrypha is treacherous, Hermaeus Mora wouldn't allow another player in their game.", Lucien explained, his grip tight.
The Black Book consumed the Dragonborn, and, firmly held by his traveling companions, Kaidan stared with a heavy heart as the book closed itself and fell to the ground. (102)
Gore winced as Lucien gently probed his bruised side. He grumbled at him to be careful. Lucien's eyes softened with concern, apologizing but explaining that he needed to check for an internal injury.
"...Fine.", nodded Gore. He gritted his teeth when he felt Lucien's hands on the large bruises that adorned his back.
Chuckly weakly, he added "That dragon's tail packed a wallop."
Lucien's fingers traced the purplish-blue marks left by the dragon's swipe, announcing that he had been lucky that the dragon hadn't broken anything, before casting a healing spell on Gore's back. (102)
