WW: LXXXVIII - Trouble in the Misty Mountains: Game Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Shastanis Althreduin · 11-01-2011, 10:19 PM

The wind whistled through the peaks as the caravaners stopped for the night. The small traders caravan had been scheduled to be at their destination two days ago, but constant mishaps on the road through the Misty Mountains had lengthened their travel time considerably.

The caravan's guide looked at the caravan boss.

"Shasta", this looks like a good place to camp," he said nervously, knowing that he probably wasn't going to get a good review from this client, given that they were lost and had been for quite some time.

Shasta growled under his breath.

"It had better be."

He put two fingers to his mouth and whistled; taking that as their signal, the caravaners circled their wagons and made preparations to set up for a night's rest.

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Shasta, having followed the call of nature in the early morning hours, was on his way back to his own wagon. Fantasizing about the warm blankets and soft bed waiting for him after his trudge through the snow, he had no idea he was being watched.

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"We never should have agreed to this," a raspy voice snarled.

"Shut up! We're doing what we're supposed to - the mountain said so!" another voice rumbled from the dark.

Shasta froze. The voices were coming from behind him, and they were vaguely familiar. He racked his brain, thinking. Sure, some of the guards and merchants were new hires and partners, that he'd never seen before, but that didn't mean they were a bad sort, did it? But still...

A third voice came from in front of him, hidden in the dark.

"Out by yourself on a night like tonight, eh? Looks like you'll be the first one to pay."

Shasta began to open his mouth, to yell for someone, anyone, to wake up the wagons - they were all in danger. He didn't even get past the first choked gurgle before three bodies were upon him, ripping him to shreds with claws and teeth.

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The travelers had woken up in the dawn light to find a grisly scene. Their caravan boss lay in pieces scattered around their campfire, and the axle on each and every one of the wagons had been splintered. Until they could fix the wagons, they were stuck... and they had no idea what had savaged Shasta so badly.

Day 1 begins (and yes, it is a bit early. Wolves may PM until 12:00 am.)

Living:

Legate
Sally
Inzil
Greenie
Kath
Kitanna
Bom
Pitch
Nerwen
G55
The Elf-Warrior
Boro
Azura
Laeko_Rundalis

Not so much:

Shasta - Mod - Savaged Night 0

11-01-2011, 10:19 PM	#1
Shastanis Althreduin Werewolf Psychic Join Date: Apr 2007 Location: In fire, water, earth, and air. But mostly water. Posts: 2,832	WW: LXXXVIII - Trouble in the Misty Mountains: Game Thread The wind whistled through the peaks as the caravaners stopped for the night. The small traders caravan had been scheduled to be at their destination two days ago, but constant mishaps on the road through the Misty Mountains had lengthened their travel time considerably. The caravan's guide looked at the caravan boss. "Shasta", this looks like a good place to camp," he said nervously, knowing that he probably wasn't going to get a good review from this client, given that they were lost and had been for quite some time. Shasta growled under his breath. "It had better be." He put two fingers to his mouth and whistled; taking that as their signal, the caravaners circled their wagons and made preparations to set up for a night's rest. ---------------------------- Shasta, having followed the call of nature in the early morning hours, was on his way back to his own wagon. Fantasizing about the warm blankets and soft bed waiting for him after his trudge through the snow, he had no idea he was being watched. ---------------------------- "We never should have agreed to this," a raspy voice snarled. "Shut up! We're doing what we're supposed to - the mountain said so!" another voice rumbled from the dark. Shasta froze. The voices were coming from behind him, and they were vaguely familiar. He racked his brain, thinking. Sure, some of the guards and merchants were new hires and partners, that he'd never seen before, but that didn't mean they were a bad sort, did it? But still... A third voice came from in front of him, hidden in the dark. "Out by yourself on a night like tonight, eh? Looks like you'll be the first one to pay." Shasta began to open his mouth, to yell for someone, anyone, to wake up the wagons - they were all in danger. He didn't even get past the first choked gurgle before three bodies were upon him, ripping him to shreds with claws and teeth. ---------------------------------- The travelers had woken up in the dawn light to find a grisly scene. Their caravan boss lay in pieces scattered around their campfire, and the axle on each and every one of the wagons had been splintered. Until they could fix the wagons, they were stuck... and they had no idea what had savaged Shasta so badly. Day 1 begins (and yes, it is a bit early. Wolves may PM until 12:00 am.) Living: Legate Sally Inzil Greenie Kath Kitanna Bom Pitch Nerwen G55 The Elf-Warrior Boro Azura Laeko_Rundalis Not so much: Shasta - Mod - Savaged Night 0 __________________ Shasta– ... However, if he's innocent his famous clairvoyant powers must be taking the week off. Meanwhile, the Night-kills have been awfully effective– almost like we're dealing with a psychic wolf... - Nerwen, WW LXXV