Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-17114085-20160808031751

Rigel followed the movement with his eyes, his right hand twirled as he sidestepped and avoided being tackled to the ground by the beast. His silver sword managed a cut across the beast's thick fur.

When he was facing the monster again he casted Yol, burning the beast and lighting up the cave. The Witcher was facing a large black Werebear, the Black Death the locals called it.

Travellers and residents alike feared it. A contract had been out on it by the local Thane for the past month, which was when the brutal attacks first started. Rigel had been passing through the area last week when he came across the contract on a notice board and accepted it. The contract was a dead only, with payment after proof of kill.

The Black Death's fur was lightly burned from the spell, but no lasting damage. The cut from the silver, however, was causing the werebear great pain. The monster charged at Rigel again, this time the Witcher lunged to the left and kickly got back to his feet. He then struck at the werebear with quick consecutive cuts on his right, greatly wounding the creature.