Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160117031504/@comment-5583506-20160117234353

Outside the cold winds had begun to rise, sweeping in from the Sea of Ghost and brushing the snow dunes of the Pale. It would be almost 3 hours journey to reach Kilkreath in this weather, and that was if they were lucky enough to remain undetected for some Beast who was hungry for a morsel.

"Oh, Gods", murmured Evelyne and spurred Puke harder.

"Easy, lass", said Ran'Jinro. "You will kill the old girl if you keep up like that."

"Sorry", said the Breton. "But you saw it... That monster is heading straight for Kilkreath!"

"Aye. But killing your horse before we get there won't do you any good. Easen up. The Beast may be fast, but it doesn't travel well through tight pathways."

"What are you suggesting?" she asked.

"There is a mountain passage just a bit further north-east of here that will buy us some time. We need to reach that city before that monster does and warn them about a potential attack."

"But... they've got walls? They will hold, right?!"

Ran'Jinro didn't answer that last one. This Beast was intelligent for sure... almost eerily so. What was even more disturbing was that somehow he had gotten the notion that the Beast wasn't acting out of its own instinct. This attack had a purpose. And as far as he knew mindless animals did not make up plans of attack before knowing their prey...