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“Hello my name is Bregil and this is my friend Faervel, we wanted to thank you for catching Faervel before any harm came to him. I would like to return the favor, where are you injured?”

The young elf woman had come up to Lander, her wolf licking his hands. In the dim light coming from the tavern, he could see she was half elven. Even though she was quite disheveled from the battle, her beauty was undeniable and her smile brought Lander a welcomed reprieve from the carnage of rubble that lay before them.

“You are most welcome,” he said, smiling. The action felt strange and Lander realized he hadn’t had reason to smile in a long time. “He is quite remarkable. I’ve never seen a wolf this size before. It appears you are as lucky to have him as he is lucky to have you. Your skills with a bow are extraordinary.”

Lander envied her animal companionship; often times wishing he had a loyal and faithful friend to share his days with. Even though he despised the haughty aristocrats that paid for his services, he did enjoy having the company on a hunt, as short-lived as it always was.

Lander winced as another round of pain shot through his leg.

“Right, this,” he said, rubbing his thigh. “I think I twisted it back there when I was thrown from the creature. Thank you, but I’m sure it will be perfectly fine in a few days.” Lander took a step toward the tavern and his leg buckled, sending his knee into the ground. He let out a muffled grunt and then looked up at Bregil smiling through the pain. “Then again, maybe not.”
Apokalipse said
If anyone is wondering why Sipley is so hung up on being a "worthless princess" and proving herself, remember: her dad was a sexist pig who kicked her out for rebelling.


Sipley has anger issues! Way to break the tavern even more. Soon we won't have any tavern to hang out in!

LokiLeo789 said
Real men, are manly...so they eat... like men:PHe was thirsty and hungryEdit: Meant good, that was a typo:P


I know, I was just messing with you. ;)
How can Caspian think about eating at a time like this?! PEOPLE ARE DEAD, LOKI. lol
So, can I answer Wildflower or do I have to wait for two more people to post?
Nice battle everyone. That was rough!
Just as quickly as it had begun, the battle was over.

The hot blood of the giants created an eerie mist as it was exposed to the cold air, mixing with the seared flesh. It was as if their souls were leaving their bodies. He took no pleasure in taking their lives, though he knew it was necessary. He walked over the one of them and knelt down next to its giant head, its eyes still wide open.

“It did not have to be this way,” he said pushing the eyelids closed his voice barely a whisper. “You should not have come here. I am sorry.”

Pain shot through his leg as he stood up. He must have twisted it at some point during the battle but the adrenaline had made him unaware of it. The others were tending to the wounded and slowly making their way back into what was left of the tavern. Lander didn’t want to go in, didn’t want to deal with the world of death and destruction. So much death… He looked at the giants and then back to the tavern.

Something brought these creatures down here, he thought, or was it someone? Did this have anything to do with we he was summoned here? Perhaps this Aldred person brought the giants here on purpose to test us, to weed us out. Perhaps to find out who is weak and who is strong enough.

His heart ached for the dead, both inside the tavern and outside.

I am weak, Aldred, he thought to himself, slowly walking back to the tavern. I am weak...
Lander clung the the giants neck for what seemed like an eternity. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the wolf running toward them. Lunging at the giants legs, the wolf tried to attack its knees. The giant instinctively swug it's arm around and caused Lander to fly from the creature and land about ten feet away with a thud. The giants hand connected with the wolf with a thud and it went lfying through the air.

Feeling the infusion he had given to his boots was still working he took off toward the animal. His speed was incredible. In no time at all, Lander caught the large wolf and soften its fall, landing only a few feet from one of the cabins. The wolf whimpered.

"Easy boy," Lander said running his hands along the major bones in the animals body. Surprisingly, he seemed to be unharmed, if not just a little shaken up. He caught the eye of the elf and nodded to her with a look that he hoped put her mind at ease as she had all her attention still focused on the giants along with Rion.

Lander set the wolf on the ground gently. He was still unsure of his footing. "Just relax," he said. "She'll be alright. I promise I won't let anything happen to her." Then he found his sword and ran toward the nearest giant. Jumping through the air, he plunged his sword into the giants thigh.
Two down, four to go...
Lander watched as the giants extinguished his flames without as much as a blink. He was confused. These giants were much different than any ones he'd ever encountered.

With the help of the woman named Sipley, Aldred had managed to free himself and take down the first giant. Lander watched as the thick blood began to pool beneath the dead giant. For a moment he flashed back to the war and the Orc blood that he bathed in day in and day out. The same adrenaline was coursing through his veins, pushing him toward the battle. No, not again, he thought. I will not allow the monsters to make me a monster.

As Lander looked for a way to attack the weakest part of these creatures, one of the giants headed toward some cabins on the edge of town. It was soon followed by a second and the young elf archer named Rion was trying to grab their attention. The young elf girl with the wolf was also heading over to help after she had killed a second giant on the rubble of the rear of the tavern. Lander wasted no time.

Bounding through the darkness, Lander raised his sword, readying for battle. He caught up with the elf girl and her wolf.

“Get the back of it's knees,” she commanded. The animal immediately obeyed and Lander was awed at the connection they had. Lander almost thought the wolf began to do what she had said before she finished the sentence.

Rion was now throwing balls of pure energy at the giants. The bright blue balls caused a mist of energy that floated in the air.

They closed on the giants and now the three of them were side by side and Lander heard the girl shooting arrows toward the giants. Lander bent over and cupped his hands around his boots. Infusing them with energy, he felt lighter and more agile but it was a quick infusion and he knew it would only last a few minutes. He ran towards the closest giant and jumped onto its back. He found a foothold on the giants loincloth that was wrapped around its waist and lunged up toward its neck locking his arms under its chin. As hard as he could, he squeezed. His muscles screamed and the burning in his arms was almost too much but they were almost at the cabins. He couldn't stop, not now and he squeezed the giants throat even harder.
Hope you guys don't mind that I corralled the giants in a circle of fire. :)
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