CURD part 4

"Who the heck are you?" I asked.

"I am Ilmig the Carpenter Dwarf," the short, bearded person said, pulling out two oars and beginning to frantically row away from the towering rock. "But your friends called me IDC."

I suddenly recognized him. I had seen him standing next to Soren as I had attacked the First Ones. "So, you're a profession-confused dwarf named after a backwards LOTR character?" I asked.

IDC looked somewhat disgruntled. "Yes," he said irritably.

"Oh, interesting," I said. "Either way, I'm glad that a dwarf was the one to rescue me, especially one that I met online."

"STALKER!" IDC yelled, pulling a hammer out of no where and proceeding to beat the crud out of me with it.

With the mention of the word 'crud,' one of the CRUD's purple-head ships appeared right above us. "DIE, PRISONER!" a disembodied voice yelled.

"I mean that I read about you in Soren's account about the Urgur!" I screamed.

"Oh. Sorry!" IDC said sheepishly.

Five CRUD agents, all still dressed in long, purple cloaks. They landed in the water around us, and all raised their R-Guns at us.

"DUCK!" I yelled, grabbing IDC's head and shoving it to the bottom of the boat. I could feel the invisible blasts of the R-Guns pass right over us. Quickly standing up, I launched myself at the nearest one. He had no clue as to what happened, as the next second, his skull was cracked in four different places.

I felt myself get hit with a R-Gun blast; this one felt like a sword. As I gaspd with pain, I saw that IDC was building something with that impossible speed that Soren described in my blog. To my amazement, he had built a warship in five seconds. With a roar, he blasted two of the other CRUD agents with his cannons.

I quickly swam under the rowboat and stabbed the fourth CRUD agent. As he gurgled to a stop, I targeted the fifth CRUD agent. As I headed toward him, I yelled, "YOu know why you guys have nothing on me?"

"Why?" the CRUD agent cried, shooting a blast at me that felt like a tank's shell.

"Your guns don't do damage, only pain!" I screamed in triumph. With a earth-shattering smash, I split the guy's skull in two. Looking up, I beckoned to the purple-head ship.

The ship turned away from me and sped off toward the tower. I laughed. A rope landed in the water next to me, and I pulled myself up next to IDC.

"Good work," I commented.

"You too," IDC said smugly.

"So how'd you find where I was?" I asked.

"I didn't," IDC said. "I've been trying to learn how to get over my hydrophobia so I can come join up with my ancient Viking roots..."

"Glad you see it my way..." I said.

"And as I floated around on one of the rivers of Regundor, a freak hurricane hit me and I ended up here. I've been getting messgaes from the Bloodhound III, so I know you've been missing for months."

"I see," I said slowly. "Well, let's change that." Standing up, I screamed, "I WILL RETURN TO URBIA!"

We've been heading toward Greenland ever since. I haven't seen any CRUD agents since that Purple-Headed ship flew away. We've been on the water for two days now, and I've been using the laptop CRUD gave me to blog. IDC just muttered something about how his instruments are acting screwy. I'd better go help.

Olaf the BAAAAALD!