I began to run after her, still wondering if I have been a fool to trust her. Turning my head around I saw what was following us, one of the things created by the Breakers, a Fel Reaver.
A short whistle brought me my mount. Saddling it, I started after her at full speed. She were still running afoot. Grabbing her arm I pulled her in the saddle of my ram and pressed on forward.
“Thanks for waking me up back there.”
“No problem. We should make it a little more to the east. There is a camp there where we could get some rest, and let your mount roam free.”
“Good, we do be goin’ there. By the way, they do be callin’ me Nuir.”
“And me Sygn. Where do ya be headin’?”
“To the outpost there, but I did not know how far that was.”
Reaching the outpost, pieces of a Fel Reaver laid scattered around the camp.
“Don’t look so surprised. It looks like they managed to down one of these things. Anyhow let me introduce you to the commander of this outpost.”
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
A sleeping dwarf
Sygn had never in her life seen something more reckless and foolish than the sight she had right before her eyes in that moment. A dwarf, swaddled in a striped blanket and by all means and ends soundly asleep, having a nearby rock as his only shelter.
Who could have been so careless to fall asleep in such a place, in a land where the slightest moment off guard could mean death - and an ugly sort of it? Well, his snores were probably enough to scare half the Legion away, she chuckled to herself. Nonetheless, she could not leave him there. Maybe he was in trouble, lost in this savage land, where even flying rocks might bash your head in without warning. Not that she had ever seen a lost dwarf before. But one could never know...
"Heya! Wake up!"
The stout paladin accompanied her shout with some dedicated prodding with the handle of her hefty axe.
The sleeping dwarf groaned, then stretched and blinked hazily towards the light and the sound of her voice.
"What do ya want, woman?" he asked, obviously irritated. "Can't a man get some decent sleep in 'tis place?"
As if to answer his words, the ground shook violently a couple of times. He jumped to his feet, half stumbling on the blanket, trying to maintain his equilibrium.
"Whadda?"
The ground trembled again, as if under the weight of some enormous, purposeful steps. Sygn whirled around to look over her shoulder, then clasped a fist on her black braid as she turned back to him.
"Me thinks we're goin' to find out how swift ya can be, dwarf", she said, half mockingly; then suddenly her voice became urgent and maybe a little scared. "Now run!"
Who could have been so careless to fall asleep in such a place, in a land where the slightest moment off guard could mean death - and an ugly sort of it? Well, his snores were probably enough to scare half the Legion away, she chuckled to herself. Nonetheless, she could not leave him there. Maybe he was in trouble, lost in this savage land, where even flying rocks might bash your head in without warning. Not that she had ever seen a lost dwarf before. But one could never know...
"Heya! Wake up!"
The stout paladin accompanied her shout with some dedicated prodding with the handle of her hefty axe.
The sleeping dwarf groaned, then stretched and blinked hazily towards the light and the sound of her voice.
"What do ya want, woman?" he asked, obviously irritated. "Can't a man get some decent sleep in 'tis place?"
As if to answer his words, the ground shook violently a couple of times. He jumped to his feet, half stumbling on the blanket, trying to maintain his equilibrium.
"Whadda?"
The ground trembled again, as if under the weight of some enormous, purposeful steps. Sygn whirled around to look over her shoulder, then clasped a fist on her black braid as she turned back to him.
"Me thinks we're goin' to find out how swift ya can be, dwarf", she said, half mockingly; then suddenly her voice became urgent and maybe a little scared. "Now run!"
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