Herger turns from his fallen foe, raises his battleaxe once more, and brings it down just shy of the worg standing over Valurel, wet dirt and grass spraying in a wide arc. With a cry of rage, Starhl sinks
Bjorn's Faith deep into the worg's side, the massive wolf howling in pain. On its back, the female wolf continues to tear with its powerful jaws, the coarse hair of the worg matted red. Staggering, it attempts to shake off the wolf, leaps past Starhl in a bid for freedom, but is dropped by Reznik's thrown dagger. With a thud, the massive beast collapses. The battle howls echo across the misty plains for a few moments before fading. The only sounds are the heavy breathing of the heroes and the moans of pain of a downed goblin rider.
Aislinn grips Kaela fiercely, tears running down her cheeks.
Kaela! Where is Reznik? Starhl? Valurel! Are they alright? Are they hurt? The young woman crawls on all fours, her hands extending in sweeps to find any that are hurt as her dead white eyes stare blankly. Nearby, Fallax sits up, wipes the hair out of his eyes and despairs.
Worg scouts! Caught in the open! They won't be the only ones and their shadow masters will expect their return ere long! We are lost! Looking up, Fallax's delirious gaze falls on Herger and his massive battleaxe.
Eek! A..a...giant! A Shadow minion! The old man madly scrabbles backward on his hands and feet, his eyes wide with fear.
With slight growl in her chest and staring out of the corner of her magnificent gray eyes at the Heroes, the female wolf leaves the dead worg. Returning to her dead mate and pups on the hillside, she sits on her haunches and watches the Heroes intently.
OOC: Couldn't make the post last night so I was forced to do it before work began today. Had to use online dice rollers - not quite as satisfying as rolling the dice myself at night!
