The young dwarf captain nodded at the Master's orders. With a cry and a hand signal, he and his squad moved towards the rudimentary buildings of wood and leaves. Already a few of them had caught on fire. Ferev figured those would be safe to not investigate.
"Come on men! I want to burn the...
Ferev smiled at the sight of his master beheading the beast in one fell swoop. His master was a skilled Templar through and through in battle. He only wished he himself could be as half as skilled as the man was.
"We'd only eat blood cause of the mess you make sir!" Ferev laughed as he signaled...
The sounds of battle was easily heard in the night air. Ferev glared behind his helmet deeper into the woods towards the lights of his fellow Templars. Roars of beasts echoed as blades and torches fought back against the wild animals.
Ferev chuckled. The first kills were always the most...
As the master began to look over the rather large group of people that had gathered, Ferev had been inspecting his and his men's equipment for the fifth time in the last half hour. While his men's equipment varied from person to person depending on their role and preference, Ferev's stayed the...
Ferev nodded at the answer from the Master. He was right, of course. Still, Ferev didn't like the answer.
"True true sir. Though I hardly know anyone innocent enough to stick around a werewolf longer then one full moon. But maybe some fire will wake them up in time to leave."
Ferev' subtle...
Ferev laughed heartily as he was about complete his joke to the other dwarves.
"And so then she said 'that's no dwarven pickaxe. That's a halfling's spade." And so I couldn't help but say 'isn't that what you told him the other night?"
All the dwarves broke into a laughter, with the...
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