lionman
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location: forests of falwood between the human capitol and the elves lands
The gods shine brightly in the hearts and minds of king lionman's men as they amp up for the hunt.
The lionmen sit at there camp, king lionman turns to look at his men sitting at the fire. Hes a few yards off standing watch. Two of the lionmen are at camp. The third must be scouting up in the trees hes the smallest of lionman's royal guard. They use him to keep back and watch there flank if anyone were to sneak up he would be on them from above.
lionman looks out into the dark forest his night vision helps but at his age even that's starting to fail one of lionman's men comes up from behind its Leo the second oldest of the group hes been lionman's number 1 guard since they were young. they exchange nods and lionman returns to the small fire. The only light in the pitch black forest, he squats by the fire, his third hand man Aarron sits across from him.
"do you think we will catch it this night"
"maybe, from what i can tell its wounded from when Trent shot it, but who knows i haven't smelt blood since it got hurt. damn elf probably uses healing elixirs like a coward."
Aarron takes a deep sniff and sighs.
"yeah just our luck, it probably has stealth too , how in the hell are we gonna track it?"
lionman scratches his ear while thinking.
"Trent's in the trees scouting. The elf cant be far. Its scared and not thinking just like the animal it is. No worries the divine is always on our side"
lionman drops a few small sticks into the fire to keep it going.
The branches above rustle and Trent drops as silent as a landing butter fly. Trent's the youngest of the guard, do to how large lionmen are at adult age they train the young lions for stealth combat and scouting making a team of 4 like this even more deadly.
"ive located the prey about a mile south of here its met up with another elf who's treating the wounded one they seem to have set up camp for the night"
lionman pats the young lions head.
"good job boy. lets move out."
lionman licks his chops.
"i can taste that elf meat now"
Trent giggles.
"i can imagine the wicked dreams the meat will give us!"
he squeaks excitedly.
before long the 4 lionmen are back on the hunt. they spot the elf's in a clearing. lionman and his royal guard look on from the bushes.
lionman switches to his native tongue and commands his men to take positions around the camp.
Trent sits in the trees above long bow in hand. lionman and the others come in at three different positions. The elf's didn't know what hit them in seconds each elf was in two pieces the three beasts look at each other with pride. Trent shows up a moment later.
"can we eat them now?"
lionman shrugs.
"well elf is traditionally eaten raw"
lionman starts devouring a leg the lions all begin eating ravishingly as if they had never eaten before. Elf's do this to lionmen they drive them insane if one isn't careful the elf meat will take there soul. lionman and his men only hunt during the long nights of winter or what passes as winter in this hot humid jungle. lionman looks up from his meal blood and drule drip from his mouth.
"we arent alone men. someones watching"
The gods shine brightly in the hearts and minds of king lionman's men as they amp up for the hunt.
The lionmen sit at there camp, king lionman turns to look at his men sitting at the fire. Hes a few yards off standing watch. Two of the lionmen are at camp. The third must be scouting up in the trees hes the smallest of lionman's royal guard. They use him to keep back and watch there flank if anyone were to sneak up he would be on them from above.
lionman looks out into the dark forest his night vision helps but at his age even that's starting to fail one of lionman's men comes up from behind its Leo the second oldest of the group hes been lionman's number 1 guard since they were young. they exchange nods and lionman returns to the small fire. The only light in the pitch black forest, he squats by the fire, his third hand man Aarron sits across from him.
"do you think we will catch it this night"
"maybe, from what i can tell its wounded from when Trent shot it, but who knows i haven't smelt blood since it got hurt. damn elf probably uses healing elixirs like a coward."
Aarron takes a deep sniff and sighs.
"yeah just our luck, it probably has stealth too , how in the hell are we gonna track it?"
lionman scratches his ear while thinking.
"Trent's in the trees scouting. The elf cant be far. Its scared and not thinking just like the animal it is. No worries the divine is always on our side"
lionman drops a few small sticks into the fire to keep it going.
The branches above rustle and Trent drops as silent as a landing butter fly. Trent's the youngest of the guard, do to how large lionmen are at adult age they train the young lions for stealth combat and scouting making a team of 4 like this even more deadly.
"ive located the prey about a mile south of here its met up with another elf who's treating the wounded one they seem to have set up camp for the night"
lionman pats the young lions head.
"good job boy. lets move out."
lionman licks his chops.
"i can taste that elf meat now"
Trent giggles.
"i can imagine the wicked dreams the meat will give us!"
he squeaks excitedly.
before long the 4 lionmen are back on the hunt. they spot the elf's in a clearing. lionman and his royal guard look on from the bushes.
lionman switches to his native tongue and commands his men to take positions around the camp.
Trent sits in the trees above long bow in hand. lionman and the others come in at three different positions. The elf's didn't know what hit them in seconds each elf was in two pieces the three beasts look at each other with pride. Trent shows up a moment later.
"can we eat them now?"
lionman shrugs.
"well elf is traditionally eaten raw"
lionman starts devouring a leg the lions all begin eating ravishingly as if they had never eaten before. Elf's do this to lionmen they drive them insane if one isn't careful the elf meat will take there soul. lionman and his men only hunt during the long nights of winter or what passes as winter in this hot humid jungle. lionman looks up from his meal blood and drule drip from his mouth.
"we arent alone men. someones watching"
