Screams and shouting echoed in the distance as the four rode up to the towhe te afternoon, their fresh horses letting out whinnies, slowing from the riders pulling their reins. Adam threw a gowards Jurot, who nodded his head, and they trotted in, past the gates which had been forced open, with dead guards scattered about like toy soldiers.

  They rode in on their horses, who s the st of blood, but did not back away. They rode through the main road, watg as people peeked out from their homes, others still running around, trying to keep out of the way.

  The tre was filled with chaos ah, with dozens of bandits, each adorned with furs and bdes, sshed and cut at the nearby guards. The bodies of oners y dead all around them, like litter on the road.

  Several of the bandits were uhe others, wielded much rger studded greatclubs, with rge metal discs c their chests. They cshed against the guards with greater fervour, and broke bones with every other swing, even through their thin armour.

  The nobles were easy enough to spot, adorned in their full pte, with long capes which fell from their shoulders. One wore a cape of brilliant silver, and the other wore a cape which was the colour of the o depths. One wielded a longsword in hand, and the other wielded a rge warhammer, not quite a maul.

  Their oppo was a humanoid wolf, whiarled at the pair, but held them both at bay. The bde cut against its skin, but the warhammer smmed against the creature and bounced off harmlessly. Yet, while the creature was fag two heavily armoured warriors, it was f them back with its terrifying cws, which tore apart the pte mail as though it were cardboard.

  “Ha!” the silver caped noble roared, his bde managing to cut a deep gash across the creature’s chest, causing it to wince for the first time in their bout. “You wicked beast! Back to the moon with you! Back!”

  “Boss, we o get outta here!” a bandit shouted.

  “Boss! Trouble!” another bandit shouted, noting the approag four, two of whom were adorned in full steel, though one urple, and each were heavily armed.

  The silehiorm surrouhe town as the three groups stepped in liween another, while the oners swiftly retreated away from the se.

  Adam’s eyes gnced from the bandits to the wolfman and then to the nobles. His eyes fell across the se, the wolves which had been sughtered, and the many more oners. Many of the guards and bandits seemed retively fine, and though some were heavily wounded, none were dead, yet.

  Adam almost hopped off his horse, and he sauntered a few steps forward, resting his arm between his axe and his waist. “Hm.” Adam hummed out, his eyes still gng around the se.

  “Who are you?” the wolfman growled.

  “Careful!” the silver caped noble shouted. “His bite is tagious!”

  “Really now?” Adam replied, his eyes meeting the wolfman’s gaze. “I’m rather good with diseases.”

  “A lythrope’s bite is a curse, not a disease,” Kitool stated, slowly bowing her head.

  Adam paused, blinking for a moment. ‘Kitool, you really had to do me like that?’ “Well, either way, this is a little awkward.”

  “Who are you?” she wolfmaending his cws towards the Half Elf from his rag tag group.

  “I am a guy whose beerayed by two nobles,” Adam replied, his eyes dartiween the werewolf and the noble. “Which is a little awkward in this situation.”

  “We have earned our spoils, so let us pass, and you may take whatever we have not snatched from their fiendish grasp,” the werewolf stated, their voice still a growl.

  Adam hummed, donning Strong Shield, his head obviously gng between the noble and the wolfman. “The wolfman has made his offer, and what of you, Lord sudsuch?”

  “Two hundred gold,” the noble replied, simply.

  “Fifty gold each,” Adam trahinking about if it was worth it. “No. You don’t o pay a single gold. I want to be knighted. No, I want all of us to be knighted without any obligations towards you.”

  “Very well.”

  Adam turned his head towards the wolfman obviously, whose face had torted viciously, his fatirely red. “So what is your offer?”

  “You want freedom?” The wolfman stood tall. “I will give you your freedom! We’re leaving, boys! Get them!” He snarled and stepped forward.

  “Good choice.”

  Battle Order: D20 + 1 = 12 (11)

  Health: 78 -> 63

  Those with the studded greatclubs paved the way as they charged towards Adam and Jurot, who had stepped up in front. Their greatclubs struck the pair, cttering against their shields and armour, and skin which was almost like armour.

  “I’ll leave these punks to you,” Adam said.

  “Okay.”

  Adam stepped to the left, his armour soaking in a blow from a greatclub, while he marched towards the werewolf, the bandits cirg around the group while Kitool and Jaygak stepped behind Jurot, and pressed their backs together.

  Fighting Spirit: 3 -> 2Health: 58 -> 63

  Attack - WraithD20 + 10 = 12 (2)D20 + 10 = 14 (4)Omen: 9, 20 -> 920 + 10 = 30Critical Hit!Wraith: 3 -> 0Mana: 21 -> 18Ability: Divine Smite4D6 + 12D6 + 10D6 + 9 = 89 (1, 2, 2, 3)(1, 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 6)(1, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 5, 6, 6)89 damage!

  Attack - WraithD20 + 10 = 24 (14)D20 + 10 = 20 (30)Critical Hit!Mana: 18 -> 17Ability: Divine Smite4D6 + 4D6 + 9 = 38 (2, 2, 3, 4)(4, 4, 4, 6)38 damage!

  Onward Soar: 1 -> 0

  Attack - WraithD20 + 10 = 14 (4)D20 + 10 = 15 (5)Hit!Mana: 17 -> 16Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 9 = 23 (3, 3)(2, 6)23 damage!

  Attack - WraithD20 + 10 = 12 (2)D20 + 10 = 22 (12)Hit!Mana: 16 -> 15Ability: Divine Smite2D6 + 2D6 + 9 = 25 (5, 5)(2, 6)25 damage!

  “You shouldn’t have e here, little man!” the wolfman sowards the Half Elf, as the pair stepped towards one another. Adam heard the shouts and cries behind him, and ighe others who were beginning to swarm around Kitool and Jaygak, who could down any one of them with a single blow.

  “You met me at a bad time, wolfy,” Adam said, inhaling deeply, before his axe swam the air. He plucked a Thread of Fate, and thus Fate was forever ged. He decided against leaving things to ce, since he didn’t want to return to his children as a cursed creature.

  The werewolf howled, bringing his other arm to strike Adam, before Adam sliced it off, ahe creature on his knees, screaming and howling in pain. Adam pulled away from the wolf, before turning, going to deal with the remaining enforcers who were battering away at his brother’s body.

  “Sorry, Jurot,” Adam said, having knog a pair of enforcers down, while Jurot killed the others. “Thought we should deal with it quickly, otherwise the nobles might start getting bright ideas.”

  Jurot nodded, gng to the side as he watched the bandits flee. They took with them their hard earned loot, only to find oners ready to pelt them with stones, and jabbing them with sticks and spears. Had they not seen their baron force back the creature, or the new gang which had stepped into town a with the beast with ease, they certainly would have remained within their homes, safe and sound. Yet the bandit’s morale had broken, and thus they began to aveheir fellow peoples, whose riches had been stolen.

  The up had taken not long at all, while the silver caped epped up towards the four. “I ot thank you enough, great heroes.”

  “Great heroes?” Adam asked, shaking his head lightly. “We got paid to do our job, that’s all.”

  “Adam says that, but he would have helped you out even if you didn’t pay as much,” Jaygak said.

  “Yeah? How do you gather that?”

  “oners were killed,” Jaygak said. “You would have at least made it troublesome for them to leave after that.”

  “You know me too well.”

  “How Guntherian,” the noble said.

  “What?”

  “Guntherian? It’s a term used for those who follow the teags of Gunther.”

  “I don’t know who that is, but I suppose he sounds like a good guy,” Adam replied.

  “You must not be from these nds,” the ated, eyeing them up through his visunther is the most well known hero across all the nd, spoken in the same breath as Saul ara.”

  “Yeah, we’re pretty new,” Adam admitted. “Though he sounds like a good guy, so I won’t use it against you.”

  The noble gowards the wolfman, who had fallen unscious, though his arms had seemingly healed over. “You have left him alive?”

  “I thought you might want to interrogate him,” Adam replied, though his heart still ached from killily.

  The baron drew his bde, a bde of shimmering silver, ruched across the bde. “You shouldn’t have abahe Sun Father, beast.” He cut through the werewolf’s neck ly, before blood pooled towards Adam’s boots.

  Victory!XP Gained: +300XP: 16 100 -> 16 400

  Look at that sweet, sweet XP!