Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160117031504/@comment-5543592-20160125200508

Lazarus Grimm wrote:

"What is that?" hissed the young hunter and sharpened his eyes. He shot them open as he catched a glimpse of whatever was lurking beneath the branches. "By the Gods", he murmured and turned around to the tree in which Oedipus was sitting.

He jumped from one branch to another waving his hands wildly. "WOLF BEAST!" he screamed out and made a jump from the tree as the gigantic creature smashed through it with gaping jaws. Oedipus had been about to murder Garlan and bury his body in the woods when the boy was saved by the forunate intervention of the beast.

Of course, he wouldn't see it that way.

This wasn't first of these creatures Oedipus had seen. He was nearing his thirties in age, and by now, after several encounters, the things stop surprising him. They were really just very big animals. Granted, he'd never been actively hunted by one or tried to fight one or even been spotted by one, but he still had more experience than most. Thus, instead of reacting in fear like the boy, instincts took over.

Hecursed as his tree was smashed through, but wasn't dumb enough to jump from it. A broken leg wouldn't do him any good. Instead, as the tree groaned and began to topple over, he let himself slid down the bark, now at an incline, to the snapping point. From there, he plummeted to the ground, but now from a safe distance, and landed in a roll.