Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-12599067-20150112004722

(I can't say I didn't see werewolves coming, but still.)

Makoru, who happened to be closest to the beast due to his defending Kasa and Veranwen, backed up slightly when the Ripper stepped out into the light.

"Gods, it's huge," Makoru said, although his voice came out like a harsh whisper.

Veranwen looked up from where she was working at Kasa's side and froze like a rabbit before a wolf, eyes wide. She was a powerful mage, sure, but werewolves were quite out of her league.

Talnarach, who had been crushing the head of another wolf underfoot, turned his head to look at the werewolf, the hollow eyes of the mask assessing the new threat. The Reachman was clad in only a cloak of ragged hides, iron gauntlets, and hardy leather and hide boots, and he carried no weapons. He may have been a capable mage, but the man seemed quite outmatched. But if he was afraid, he didn't show it. He simply stared the werewolf down with hollow eyes, emotionless behind the mask of death that covered his face.