"Crawl… Crawl Everywhere… Crawl to Spaces where no one will find you...."
Bartum had gripped along the edges of the dirty smelly torn and pieced together coat he clung over to his ragged and ratty body. The boney old man silently flickered his fingers through the weedy strains of hair sprouting from his chin as he simply listened. He cringed a ‘City with No Name’ was indeed a name! His cringing at the concept was clearly visible as his face became shrunken as he grinded his few remaining teeth on foul infected gums.
”Most are far… far… spread across the world, so many far off places. None can get here by tomorrow or soon! Patience!” He dictated before he paused, what had she been doing? He almost crawled out of the rubble, dragging the bits about himself before he made his way to scurry to get a better look. She was sprouting something from the earth! Rat tails! The hundreds of rats idly crawled about the chambers and the pair of uncaring gods, the pair had been so calm they did not bother to bite though the room was beginning to become festered with rat droppings. Unfortunate side effect.
A messenger?
”No! Not necessary! Not necessary! I will scream my faintest screams into my idols and shrines. They hear… they hear… they spread their silent words among themselves and leave these doomed people! They will come from all over the world and crave a new life from this old city!”He rambled to the goddess. He turned to her again, he was inanely curious of the goddess as he could feel this was her first experience crafting. The first breath of life was always a curious thing, always a dangerous thing! Dangerous because you become so invested into it! Because you’ll cherish them above all other things! That you will be infected with the madness of going into danger for them. His dirty boney fingers gripped the fur of a rat stroking it again.
Oh Gods…. What was that!? He was looking at her creation now which she was proudly presenting. A beast! A furred beast with an alien rune on its head! His eyes bugged uncontrollably as he took very huge steps away from it tremoring like mad.
”It hideous! HIDEOUS! TAKE IT AWAY! AWAY! AWAY!”He cried outward. It was his natural response close to any other animal from the dogs that chased to the horses that trampled to the fish that choked and the mice that bite! All horrible things! Horrible things! He felt something strongly emulating off the goddess, this emotion made him twist knots in his stomach the fact that he was feeling this weird sensation in the presence of this… thing made him loath it more.
Then something even more hideous came sprouting from the ground. He turned paler than he already was, his eyes grew mad at its fearsome presence, the promise of devouring this one had! The great consumer with jagged razor teeth that cursed the sun! He scurried, all scurried in this monster’s presence. His demands seemed reasonable! Yes! Throw that horrible thing into the creature’s belly! Let one live so everything else could live! Yet… he felt that strange madness again.
For all he loathed and hated that horrible thing, he knew
La’Moire would be… IT ROARED. He forgotten everything else as his own face was struck in terror. In a fleeting moment he pointed his boney finger at it and like that every rat in the chamber looked to the creature, even the ones that were killed were eerily looking it the creature still.
“A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-ATTTACCKKKKKKKK!”Every rat in the room swarmed at the creature in bulk, to scratch to gnaw to completely envelop and consume every fleshy pair they could gnaw and devour. The great devourer vanished, but Bartum was so struck with terror that it did not stop him. Rats began to pour out of his sleeves in droves as hundreds soon multiplied into thousands burrowing through the collapsed tunnels and still more were pouring out from every pour and eye and mouth and ear and nose and hold the old creature had.
Fear gripped him now, they needed to defend him! ALL NEEDED TO DEFEND HIM! EVERYWHERE! And at that moment, all rats everywhere lifted their heads at the cry of their frighten father and if it was apart of some sort of animal mechanism
became mad and rapid.
From the slave pits of the Nightlings to the Free Cities of Hanriot to the Empires of Equallis and Disballis and where ever rats could be found, the mad creatures flooded out of their crawl spaces in throngs out of control and in havoc: The Rat Epidemic had begun.