Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190321203512

An area of 12 meters in diameter around Reyl was put under the effects of the spell.

Jofrodr thought that it was a little premature to cast the spell when they were not harmed yet, but didn't voice his opinion.

The alpha of the wolf pack noticed them and barked to warn his underlings. Some of them stopped eating and looked over at the Companions.

Jofrodr threw Visibani and guided it to its target with telekinesis. It went flying straight at the alpha, a large ice wolf with white fur.

The wolf only noticed the blade when it was too late. It tried to dodge, but failed. The sword cut its left hind leg as it tried to jump out of the way. That left the wound with a deep gash across his leg. It howled in pain and then barked angrily at his pack to get them to attack.

Jofrodr didn't have enough magicka to recall his sword right away, but he did have enough to summon another weapon. He cast Bound Sword and summoned one in his right hand to fight off the incoming wolves.

They certainly weren't far. As soon as they turned the corner they found a large splatter of blood across the snowy street and a few meters nearby was the body of a dead Orc.

More fresh blood littered the street ahead, along with more bodies. They found a second, third and fourth body there.

Among the dead Orcs was a lone man. He was kneeling in the bloody snow with his hand grasping an amulet close to his chest. The man was mumbling something, but none of them could hear him well enough to know what he was saying.