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<blockquote data-quote="arwink" data-source="post: 1777267" data-attributes="member: 2292">Tovaritch has his back pressed against the ladder, arms spread wide in an effort to placate the creature in front of him.&nbsp; The wolf looms over him, standing nearly half the northerner's height.&nbsp; Tovaritch considers the wolfs size, the length of the passage between the ladder and the vault door on the far side of the room, and reaches one hand back to grasp a rung.&nbsp; It's brushed away almost instantly by Hop and Grroulth climbing into the room at speed, both of them alerted by the Barbarian's cry of suprise.Although both of them are reaching for weapons as they turn from the ladder, neither of them actually clears their blade.&quot;That's a very large wolf,&quot; Grroulth comments.&nbsp; His hand rests on the haft of a battleaxe at his belt.&nbsp; Almost on reflex, he adjusts his grip and licks the air with a wolfish tongue.&nbsp; &quot;I smell fear.&quot;&quot;Da,&quot; Tavoritch says simply.&nbsp; &quot;I thought it appropriate.&quot;&quot;Don't,&quot; Grroulth warns.&nbsp; &quot;We had creatures this size in the Broken Lands.&nbsp; If they sense weekness, they're liable to attack.&quot;&quot;That works the, does it?&quot; Hop asks.&nbsp; &quot;The not being afraid?&quot;Grroulth considers this for a second, his head to one side.&quot;No, not really.&nbsp; But it is a less cowardly way to die.&quot;&quot;Why isn't giant wolf attacking?&quot; Tavoritch asks.&nbsp; &quot;I have been waiting for it to spring.&quot;&quot;It's guarding,&quot; Hop tells him.&nbsp; &quot;Watch.&quot;He reaches a hand towards the gaint wolf, and the creatures growl gets deeper.&nbsp; As he pulls the hand away, the rumble subsides to a steady warning.&quot;Well trained,&quot; Hop says.&nbsp; &quot;Just like the dogs we used back home.&quot;&quot;Do we fight it?&quot;Everyone glances back, looking at Evanna.&nbsp; She stands behind the three men, almost forgotten in the presence of the looming wolf.&quot;I would like to be seeing what is behind big door,&quot; Tovaritch says.&nbsp; &quot;But I am not wanting to loose hand.&quot;&quot;Or life,&quot; Grroulth adds.Evanna nods for a second, then pulls a handful of sand from a pouch at her side.&nbsp; A soothing litany of words passes through her lips as she lets the sand drift through her fingers.&quot;Just so you know lass,&quot; Hop begins, &quot;I don't think that magic is going to do much against...&quot;Evanna points at the giant wolf, which immediately slumps to the side and begins to snore.&quot;&quot;...that thing.&quot;EVeryone looks at the wolf, slumbering peacefully.&nbsp; Every now and then its legs and mouth twitch, snapping at dream phantoms no-one else can see.&quot;How long will it sleep?&quot; Grroulth asks.&quot;A minute at most.&quot;&quot;Then lets check that vault door fast.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="arwink, post: 1777267, member: 2292"] Tovaritch has his back pressed against the ladder, arms spread wide in an effort to placate the creature in front of him. The wolf looms over him, standing nearly half the northerner's height. Tovaritch considers the wolfs size, the length of the passage between the ladder and the vault door on the far side of the room, and reaches one hand back to grasp a rung. It's brushed away almost instantly by Hop and Grroulth climbing into the room at speed, both of them alerted by the Barbarian's cry of suprise. Although both of them are reaching for weapons as they turn from the ladder, neither of them actually clears their blade. "That's a very large wolf," Grroulth comments. His hand rests on the haft of a battleaxe at his belt. Almost on reflex, he adjusts his grip and licks the air with a wolfish tongue. "I smell fear." "Da," Tavoritch says simply. "I thought it appropriate." "Don't," Grroulth warns. "We had creatures this size in the Broken Lands. If they sense weekness, they're liable to attack." "That works the, does it?" Hop asks. "The not being afraid?" Grroulth considers this for a second, his head to one side. "No, not really. But it is a less cowardly way to die." "Why isn't giant wolf attacking?" Tavoritch asks. "I have been waiting for it to spring." "It's guarding," Hop tells him. "Watch." He reaches a hand towards the gaint wolf, and the creatures growl gets deeper. As he pulls the hand away, the rumble subsides to a steady warning. "Well trained," Hop says. "Just like the dogs we used back home." "Do we fight it?" Everyone glances back, looking at Evanna. She stands behind the three men, almost forgotten in the presence of the looming wolf. "I would like to be seeing what is behind big door," Tovaritch says. "But I am not wanting to loose hand." "Or life," Grroulth adds. Evanna nods for a second, then pulls a handful of sand from a pouch at her side. A soothing litany of words passes through her lips as she lets the sand drift through her fingers. "Just so you know lass," Hop begins, "I don't think that magic is going to do much against..." Evanna points at the giant wolf, which immediately slumps to the side and begins to snore." "...that thing." EVeryone looks at the wolf, slumbering peacefully. Every now and then its legs and mouth twitch, snapping at dream phantoms no-one else can see. "How long will it sleep?" Grroulth asks. "A minute at most." "Then lets check that vault door fast." [/QUOTE]

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