CleverName
Explorer
ADVENTURE 45: Of Gods and Rats
Part II: Homecoming
It being very late, the party camped on it’s way to the mine. While they were sleeping, the group was awoken by Winter, who was on watch with the Glitterdeath warrior.
“Something approaches.” She told the others.
They all readied themselves, in time to see a large, dark wolflike shape ambling towards them, with two others following behind. The stench of death, and burned flesh let them know that the undead dire wolf approaching them was none other than Freka, Gudlaug’s former companion.
“Vile!” The Dwarf spat. “This shall not be!” He planted himself and readied his hammer.
The archers in the group let fly with arrows, and the battle commenced. The undead dire wolves were fierce and bloodthirsty. Ingolf, the Scooby-snack of dire wolves, was first to take damage. Theon also felt the sharp fangs of the dead creatures rip his flesh.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced the night sky. It struck a great tree, splitting it in-two. From the smoldering trunk, a dirty, soil covered form wearing only a cloak leapt out. It was a screaming Aoelif!
Chills ran up Ingolf’s spine! The group was unsure if she was herself or a minion of Nyag. He hesitated as she ran screaming towards the Party. Aoelif approached faster and faster, with a dagger raised. She leapt into the middle of the fray and was coming to bear when Ingolf knocked the small weapon from her hand.
“What did you do that for you blockhead?” Aoelif wailed. “I am trying to help you!”
Ingolf stammered and screamed, “Who are you going to attack?”
“The wolves” yelped Aoelif as a Dire wolf bit her unweaponed hand. “I’ll explain later! Now fight them!” She pointed towards the wolves.
Fortunately, the Glitterdeath stepped in and dealt tremendous damage to two wolves, and Freka was also dealt with. They all were put down.
With confusion on their faces, the group surrounded Aoelif, who explained as best she could, what had happened to her. Theon was unsure of how to take this tale of actually meeting a god, but he kept silent. They all were overjoyed at Aoelif’s return, and they returned to their camp to talk and rest as best they could…
Part II: Homecoming
It being very late, the party camped on it’s way to the mine. While they were sleeping, the group was awoken by Winter, who was on watch with the Glitterdeath warrior.
“Something approaches.” She told the others.
They all readied themselves, in time to see a large, dark wolflike shape ambling towards them, with two others following behind. The stench of death, and burned flesh let them know that the undead dire wolf approaching them was none other than Freka, Gudlaug’s former companion.
“Vile!” The Dwarf spat. “This shall not be!” He planted himself and readied his hammer.
The archers in the group let fly with arrows, and the battle commenced. The undead dire wolves were fierce and bloodthirsty. Ingolf, the Scooby-snack of dire wolves, was first to take damage. Theon also felt the sharp fangs of the dead creatures rip his flesh.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced the night sky. It struck a great tree, splitting it in-two. From the smoldering trunk, a dirty, soil covered form wearing only a cloak leapt out. It was a screaming Aoelif!
Chills ran up Ingolf’s spine! The group was unsure if she was herself or a minion of Nyag. He hesitated as she ran screaming towards the Party. Aoelif approached faster and faster, with a dagger raised. She leapt into the middle of the fray and was coming to bear when Ingolf knocked the small weapon from her hand.
“What did you do that for you blockhead?” Aoelif wailed. “I am trying to help you!”
Ingolf stammered and screamed, “Who are you going to attack?”
“The wolves” yelped Aoelif as a Dire wolf bit her unweaponed hand. “I’ll explain later! Now fight them!” She pointed towards the wolves.
Fortunately, the Glitterdeath stepped in and dealt tremendous damage to two wolves, and Freka was also dealt with. They all were put down.
With confusion on their faces, the group surrounded Aoelif, who explained as best she could, what had happened to her. Theon was unsure of how to take this tale of actually meeting a god, but he kept silent. They all were overjoyed at Aoelif’s return, and they returned to their camp to talk and rest as best they could…
