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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1375025" data-attributes="member: 11574">Tharhack had slowed, stopped, or done both several times after cresting the canyon's ridge. Thoughts of leaving behind Rebrey brought him great discomfort. He tried many times to come up with a plan save all four of them, as Tharhack thought he paid little to no attention to his surroundings. When the sun had dipped below the tree tops, Tharhack finally stopped and looked up from the snow covered ground. Totally lost at this point, Tharhack judged by the position of the sun, that he was traveling in a northwest direction. Then Tharhack remembered that the sun didn't travel in a straight east-west line during the winter months, and he could've been heading due west the whole time. Tharhack felt his aching body sigh when he lowered the sled with Gothmog on it to the ground, he had only stopped once since leaving Rebrey, and that was to give both Gothmog and Charekyal some water. Charekyal's warm body helped stave off any effects of cold for Tharhack, and Gothmog's healing ability appeared to keep him on par with the cold, at least Gothmog wasn't having any ill effects from the weather yet.Tharhack searched the forest floor for a spot that seemed less traveled by the forest denizens, attempting to keep the three of them away from any routinely traveled hunting grounds. A couple of wolves Tharhack could deal with, once the numbers got around six or eight Tharhack would have a difficult time keeping Charekyal and Gothmog safe, as well as keeping himself alive. Dusk was settling in and Tharhack's superior eyes were beginning to adjust to the coming darkness. Tharhack thought he had found a great spot several times, only to hear the baying of wolves or the snarls of some distant creature, which kept him moving on through the early night. Just as the moon rose above the tree tops however, Tharhack realized that he would be able to walk much father. Fatigued and hunger were taking their toll and Tharhack would need to pay in full soon. Tharhack noticed a faint dirty musky smell every once ion a while, mainly when the wind died down  he could smell it the strongest. It seemed to come from some place very close to them. Tharhack thought it maybe Gothmog, but he hadn't noticed it before. Tharhack stopped walking and sat Charekyal down next to Gothmog, the chill of night quickly filled in the space vacated by the warm Charekyal and Tharhack felt the cold take his breath away. Traveling while holding Charekyal, Tharhack hadn't realized how cold it had become, his thoughts then went out to Rebrey who was undoubtedly freezing now. After several minuets of searching through the sled, and sniffing around Gothmog, Tharhack determined that the smell wasn't coming from Gothmog nor the sled he was on. Tharhack stood up and once again the smell reached his nose. Thinking that some food had spoiled, Tharhack took the two backpacks he was carrying off. Tharhack searched his and found everything in order, then searched Alriand's and found something wet and gooey in the pack. Setting the pack on the ground, Tharhack opened the pack up and found the cracked shell of a kobold egg, and the form of a sleeping kobold infant resting in the liquid of the open egg. The awful smell reached Tharhack much stronger this time almost knocking him back. Tharhack cursed his luck, two invalids were bad enough, now he had to deal with Rebrey's infant kobold. Tharhack contemplated just killing the thing, while he could keep it warm, Tharhack had no idea what kobolds ate nor did he have access to kobold milk. Tharhack sat down and rested his back against a tree, resting his head against the bark, Tharhack closed his eyes trying to clear his thoughts and just think for a moment. The pain from his aching feet attempted to drown out the crunching of snow from an unseen enemy. Tharhack however heard the sound, and opened his eyes enough to see two short forms about forty feet down the path he had taken, apparently following the scent of the egg as Tharhack watched them appear to be sniffing the air as they approached. They carried short spears with them, and must have as good a sight as Tharhack as they pointed at Tharhack and Gothmog as they approached. Tharhack watched as one of them pointed off to it's right and then back at Tharhack. Looking to the right, Tharhack saw two more figures stalking through the trees coming at Tharhack from a forty-five degree angle off of the first group. Tharhack began to nervous, not knowing what they were, two would be fine, four probably OK, but any more of these and he would be pushing it, especially if they had him surrounded. Tharhack watched as the first group got to within thirty feet of him, and recognized the creatures as goblins. "This should be easy" Tharhack thought to himself, then he heard the sound of snapping branches behind him, turning he saw the form of a large wolf crash through the undergrowth. A top the wolf rode a goblin wielding a shortspear, Tharhack remembered goblins like to ride wolves, but this one appeared to be a bit larger than Tharhack was used to seeing. This one was probably a worg, and probably hungry as well. Tharhack reached into Alriand's backpack, and grabbed the loose piece of eggshell. Tharhack then tossed it off to the left of the worg, the worg immediately changed course much to the dismay of the screaming goblin. Tharhack then rose to his feet, and called upon the power of Kord to give him strength. His muscles gave off a low bluish light, and Tharhack felt the power well up within him. The goblins gave a short pause about ten feet from Tharhack, arguing what the light was, and who was going to attack first. Tharhack solve that quandary for them, charging the two goblins with shortspears. The startled goblins stood there as Tharhack only need to extend his arms out a few feet to be able to ram his spiked fists into the head of each goblin. The force of Tharhack's attack sent both goblins flying through the air and landing several feet away dead, only a left boot and a yellow stain remained to show where the goblins once stood. Tharhack then retreated back to his position next to the tree. Spotting where the worg went and taking note it was still preoccupied with the eggshell, Tharhack faced down his next set of attackers. The two other goblins emerged from around a tree trunk barring short swords, Tharhack flexed his arms out and let out a bellow at the goblins. They stopped dead in their tracks and lost their courage as well as control of their bodily functions. The worg then crashed through another bramble, and made his way for Tharhack, the goblin riding it pointed the spear at Tharhack. Tharhack faced down the charge, reaching back for his greatsword, Tharhack waited until the worg was almost upon him and swung the blade from his back in a wide arc. The huge blade cut through the worg's head as well as it's left leg, the mounted goblin fell with the beast and landed underneath the worg's massive frame. The two goblins remaining goblins fled for their lives, leaving behind there swords as well as tell tail signs that they had been standing there. Tharhack reached out with his blade, and ended the struggling goblin's life. "Well, looks like we'll be eating good in the morning." Tharhack said as snow flurries began to fall around him.</blockquote>

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