Calibutcher
Did you think me Defeated?!
As night fell the sky only darkened some as it was still illuminated by the massive fire blazing in the hills near pinshrew castle. A patrol had come looking for Corrian and Esmeralda. They didn’t search very hard. Merely walking through parts of the woods. Two unknown people wandering the countryside were not seen as much of a threat. However the patrol was nothing to scoff at. Corrain had spotted at least four orks. Nothing to be trifled with if that was all the control consisted of. Yet there was more. Goblins, an ogre and more pegasus soared the sky. He doubted this was all there was that made up Argos army. “I did research on Pineshrew, but that was mostly to learn of king Baile and the people surrounding him. I know very little about the castle itself.”
Corrian led the way keeping them near the edge of the tree line but not so close as to risk exposing them. Corrian halted as the wind shifted and he picked up a new scent. He held out his hand to halt Esmeralda as well. He tensed at the scent and balled his fists. “Direwolves.”
Corrian was part direwolf. It was what lent him his large size and strength in wolf form. Yet this posed a unique challenge. Just as he could smell the Direwolves they could smell him. “Run.” Corrian grabbed Esmeraldas hand and started running. Seeing that she was running on her own he bolted across open ground with her in tow. No more than 20 seconds later a pack of direwolves broke out of the treeline and came charging at them. Their massive paws tore at the earth as they ran towards the pair. Standing near four feet tall on all fours their massive strides would surely catch them soon. They would be overtaken before long. In the brief glance he took to see them he counted 7 direwolves. Too many for him to fight off even with Esmeralda at his side. “Any idea?”
Corrian led the way keeping them near the edge of the tree line but not so close as to risk exposing them. Corrian halted as the wind shifted and he picked up a new scent. He held out his hand to halt Esmeralda as well. He tensed at the scent and balled his fists. “Direwolves.”
Corrian was part direwolf. It was what lent him his large size and strength in wolf form. Yet this posed a unique challenge. Just as he could smell the Direwolves they could smell him. “Run.” Corrian grabbed Esmeraldas hand and started running. Seeing that she was running on her own he bolted across open ground with her in tow. No more than 20 seconds later a pack of direwolves broke out of the treeline and came charging at them. Their massive paws tore at the earth as they ran towards the pair. Standing near four feet tall on all fours their massive strides would surely catch them soon. They would be overtaken before long. In the brief glance he took to see them he counted 7 direwolves. Too many for him to fight off even with Esmeralda at his side. “Any idea?”