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<blockquote data-quote="Tsillanabor" data-source="post: 3717235" data-attributes="member: 40432"><p>The villagers seemed reassured by Caeden’s overwhelming skill with a blade. The group dispersed through the crowd, trying to glean any useful information about Grendel. Garusha found herself trying to persuade the villagers that Grendel was most likely not a demon. It didn’t seem to be working.</p><p></p><p>They found that the night before Grendel had struck the village, so they believed that he would strike at the Hall. The group decided to bed down on the floor with Hrothgar’s guards in hopes of catching the creature.</p><p></p><p>In darkness they waited through the night. Not knowing where Grendel would strike, they had positioned themselves strategically around the room. They lay quietly amongst the sleeping soldiers, senses alert and weapons readied. </p><p></p><p>Wiglaf lay close to Brock. “Do you think the villagers are right?” he whispered.</p><p></p><p>“They rarely are in my experience,” Brock replied, “but what exactly are you referring too?”</p><p></p><p>“Is it possible that the creature could be demonic?” said Wiglaf.</p><p></p><p>“Yes,” Brock answered.</p><p></p><p>Wiglaf waited for extrapolation, but none seemed forthcoming.</p><p></p><p>“Ummm…so do you think it is?” he asked.</p><p></p><p>“No,” Brock said.</p><p></p><p>“Then why did you say it was possible?”</p><p></p><p>“Many things are possible.”</p><p></p><p>“Then why do you think it isn’t demonic?”</p><p></p><p>Brock thought for a moment before replying. “I suppose it is because the attacks seem more like the attacks of a wild beast than the attacks of a demon.”</p><p></p><p>“Have you ever fought a demon?” Wiglaf asked upon failing to recall any such encounters in their travels together.</p><p></p><p>“No,” Brock answered. </p><p></p><p>Wiglaf pondered continuing the discussion, but decided against it.</p><p></p><p>Caeden was bored. Her active mind detested being still and her muscles ached for the dance of combat. She hoped that Grendel would be a greater challenge than the barbarian she had slain earlier that evening.</p><p></p><p>Garusha prayed to her dark goddess. Her Vrocks were hidden under a blanket, commanded to be silent. She had laughed earlier as Hrothgar’s men repositioned themselves well away from her and her unruly flock. </p><p></p><p>Artesia centered herself. She was well aware that most of her companions were better warriors than she was, but considered the power of their blades insignificant next to the power of her mind.</p><p></p><p>Rigor thought about his family and how he would…</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">BAM!!!</span></p><p></p><p>An enormous arm suddenly tore through one of the windows. The clawed and hairy appendage grabbed the leg of the nearest soldier, pulling him bodily through the heavy wooden shutters. The man’s terrified screams broke the silence of the night until they were silenced with a horrid crunching noise.</p><p></p><p>“There you are,“ Brock growled, “time to die!“ He was the closest to where the beast had struck. Grabbing his axe, he immediately leapt through the shattered window. Wiglaf followed him, hoping he wasn’t making a huge mistake.</p><p></p><p>Hrothgar’s men had awakened to the screams of their comrade. Milling about in confusion, they were impeding movement for the rest of the group-leaving Brock and Wiglaf to face Grendel alone. </p><p></p><p><strong>Next: Grendel!</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Tsillanabor, post: 3717235, member: 40432"] The villagers seemed reassured by Caeden’s overwhelming skill with a blade. The group dispersed through the crowd, trying to glean any useful information about Grendel. Garusha found herself trying to persuade the villagers that Grendel was most likely not a demon. It didn’t seem to be working. They found that the night before Grendel had struck the village, so they believed that he would strike at the Hall. The group decided to bed down on the floor with Hrothgar’s guards in hopes of catching the creature. In darkness they waited through the night. Not knowing where Grendel would strike, they had positioned themselves strategically around the room. They lay quietly amongst the sleeping soldiers, senses alert and weapons readied. Wiglaf lay close to Brock. “Do you think the villagers are right?” he whispered. “They rarely are in my experience,” Brock replied, “but what exactly are you referring too?” “Is it possible that the creature could be demonic?” said Wiglaf. “Yes,” Brock answered. Wiglaf waited for extrapolation, but none seemed forthcoming. “Ummm…so do you think it is?” he asked. “No,” Brock said. “Then why did you say it was possible?” “Many things are possible.” “Then why do you think it isn’t demonic?” Brock thought for a moment before replying. “I suppose it is because the attacks seem more like the attacks of a wild beast than the attacks of a demon.” “Have you ever fought a demon?” Wiglaf asked upon failing to recall any such encounters in their travels together. “No,” Brock answered. Wiglaf pondered continuing the discussion, but decided against it. Caeden was bored. Her active mind detested being still and her muscles ached for the dance of combat. She hoped that Grendel would be a greater challenge than the barbarian she had slain earlier that evening. Garusha prayed to her dark goddess. Her Vrocks were hidden under a blanket, commanded to be silent. She had laughed earlier as Hrothgar’s men repositioned themselves well away from her and her unruly flock. Artesia centered herself. She was well aware that most of her companions were better warriors than she was, but considered the power of their blades insignificant next to the power of her mind. Rigor thought about his family and how he would… [SIZE=5]BAM!!![/SIZE] An enormous arm suddenly tore through one of the windows. The clawed and hairy appendage grabbed the leg of the nearest soldier, pulling him bodily through the heavy wooden shutters. The man’s terrified screams broke the silence of the night until they were silenced with a horrid crunching noise. “There you are,“ Brock growled, “time to die!“ He was the closest to where the beast had struck. Grabbing his axe, he immediately leapt through the shattered window. Wiglaf followed him, hoping he wasn’t making a huge mistake. Hrothgar’s men had awakened to the screams of their comrade. Milling about in confusion, they were impeding movement for the rest of the group-leaving Brock and Wiglaf to face Grendel alone. [B]Next: Grendel![/B] [/QUOTE]
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