100 word challenge #3
"There is a time to fight, and a time to run and hide,and the clever thing is deciding when it is the right time to do either." Unamed veteran of many hard-fought battles.
As you are traveling through the forest you stumble accross a poor peasent, who begs you to help his village.
The forest is too large for just one person to forage…
When a stranger warns of demonic activity, should you take him at his word?
- "Course heading, Captain?"
- "Second star to the right and straight on ‘til morning."
‘Come in my friend, be seated with your fellows. I am Ruufon and I hope your sleeptravel has refreshed you and washed away the weariness of your wanderings…’
When armed men barricade the road and demand money, be careful how you respond.
They just might have a legal right to do so.
...and a star to steer her by.
In the vein of the other Random Encounter threads, now comes the thread for Oceanic encounters
The mountains are often a desolate place, but not without dangers, or opportunities.
A tree, a length of rope, and a (maybe not so) innocent victim.
Wotcha gonna do?
Here, have a sup, just two piece of silver.
I will sail my vessel, until I happen upon…
You’re walking through the forest when you encounter…
How many roads must a man walk?
The Demon Archivist, organizer of Hell’s Caravan
On the road you meet… a fiery fire dragon! The mighty Xeatoxx is not some random encounter without purpose. He, though he is the last to admit, has a serious problem.
They go over a small rise that reveals a lone tree with silhouettes of people hanging off of it. Upon closer inspection they find three young men that are all naked and unconscious, a slight breathing in each of them can be detected.
A group of humans living in a mountainous area have spent generations mining, drinking home made liquor, and generally not spreading the gene pool around enough. The end result is a sub-race of humans who no longer have necks, rather their heads protrude from the upper portion of the torso between the shoulders. They have beards, and lacking the ability to turn their heads, can only see what they are directly facing. They are simple and to the point, and direct to the point of bluntness.