Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160907220147/@comment-5583506-20160921122642

The forest-clad slopes leading up to the Valus mountain range were treacherous. And considering how spent and fatigued the group already was, a journey to the next shelf would feel like days, when it hadn't even been an hour since the previous one. And it got colder the further up they got. Biting wind, the distant howl of a Wolf Beast, and a view overlooking the shattered remains of the Imperial City in the center of the land.

"This is as far as any Beast Slayer has ever been and come back alive to tell the story", commented Myrdana somberly. "When the scouts bearing the news of abnormal Beast activity came from here, they included in their report that there was a cave somewhere in the vicinity. A cave with hot springs and fresh water."

Ran sharpened his ears, still feeling dazed due to the blood loss. He occasionally stumbled and had to force himself up.

"Could be a good place to rest up", she continued. "We obviously need it before heading into Morrowind, not to mention that everyone should get cleaned up. With all the wounds and damage we've received there's always the risk of infection and disease spreading. I am looking at you especially, Ran. You don't look too well."

"That's funny", he murmured. "I don't feel too well either." He reluctantly glanced down at his stump. He couldn't bring himself to wonder what made him feel the worst. The fact that he had lost an arm, or the fact that he had lost it trying to fix a problem mankind had brought upon itself for nothing. "How far away is the cave?"

"Should be just over the ridge, right there", she replied and and nodded with her head to an outcropping in the mountainside.

A gust of heavy wind grasped Swift, forcing him to the ground. "Fucking hell", grumbled the Argonian and heaved himself up, having no energy left. "Please, just let me die already, you fucking piece of shit Gods. You are not doing a particularly good job."

Ran wished that he had the determination to tell Swift not to demoralize the group, but the truth was that he himself was sceptical of their success. They had nothing left, save for their mission. And if they didn't complete it, then all their lives and effort would've been for nothing.

Hildi still said nothing during the entire trip. She felt unclean. As if she herself had created the Beasts. Though she knew that wasn't the truth, she couldn't help but to feel that that was what all the others thought of her. A freak; partially a Beast herself.