"Brutal bugger, but he's handy to have around in a fight!"
In theory, he could settle down. But because he’s such a nice guy, he won’t.
Baugl, lost in the darkness beneath Hydra keep. Would that he had stayed in the shadow.
"Stay back! I’m a… a powerful wizard!"
Scale and bone and tooth and claw,
All are symbols of His law
Mourn not the fallen, sick, or weak,
They are His to claim and His to keep!
"We, who carry the weight of an empire. We, who break our backs that others might rest easily! We, who will be slaves no longer! Rise, my friends! Rise against the injustices done to you!"
It’s amazing what a huge amount of strain can do to somebody, what it can cause them to become.
"Did a BEAR just jump out of that mans backpack?!?"
"Yes sir, I believe it did."
The PCs have travelled long and far. As nightfall approaches a mighty storm is unleashed. Luckily there is a lush wood nearby the path.
A good shelter for the rage of the unnamed weather gods it seams at first. As the PCs enter under the roof of this dense wood, they are welcomed by only a few drops wich is allowed trough the thick forest crown. A fire is offcourse required to warm the weary bones of the travellers. As one of the party is set to the task of collecting firewood the others settle down at a suitable location. But alas, they did not know the perils of this forest. But it seems clear to the rest of the party that something ill is at work as the woodcutters scream echo from afar.