Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-29559990-20150111230456

Borskar had his own wolf to deal with. He slashed at the wolf, but it only grazed the beast. It then hopped onto Borskar and began snapping at his face, but Borskar managed to keep it at bay. He managed to get the beast off him and throw some cinderblock punches into the face and throat of the animal. He had either knocked it unconscious or killed it, either would be sufficient.

The rest of the wolves were easy pickings. They were too badly injured to put up a legitimate fight. The group cut down upon them with great haste.

The wounds on Kasa's arm started to heal, but not at great haste. Despite a slow healing process, Kasa's arm was fixed, leaving behind a nasty scar.

"How disappointing." The Nord sighed. "I was expecting one of them to die..."

The group got another set of weapons, but these weapons were much better. They were still dull, but they were sharper then their previous weapons and these were made of steel.

Suddenly, the spectators began to chant the name Ripper. The chants grew louder and louder until the final, and largest, cage flung open. It was too dark for anyone to see what was inside, but the spectators began cheering. They knew what came next.

Then, a small wolf came trotting out of the darkness. It was heavily scarred and looked like it was already half-dead. Borskar cocked his head to the side. This didn't seem right...

Then something grabbed the small wolf and dragged it back into the darkness, followed by the sound of flesh tearing. The cheers got even louder.

Then the Ripper emerged from the darkness. It was still a single wolf... but this wolf stood on 2 legs and at a height of almost 7 feet. His arms were long and muscular, ending in with 2 massive hands and 5 razor-sharp weapons on each hand. The cheering was now louder than ever.

([http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121009212712/elderscrolls/images/d/de/Werewolf_from_Skyrim.png Heeeeere's Ripper.)