Whew, finally! Anyway, encountered a very redundant titan. Some details: how does a kobold land certain hits on a creature many times his size?
Just a short distance away, hidden in the perpetual blowing snows of the glacier where Deebus killed his first bear, there lay Angardian the Autumnal Blossom, the freak-dragon. At least, it was commonly thought to be a dragon, though it seemed a very deformed one. Angardian walked upon two legs, with two disturbingly small arms for forelimbs, and wings of stretched skin over visible bone sprouting from its back. But it was big, scaly, had a regal bearing, and was known to breath fire.
It lived in a stone grove, perhaps having been abandoned by one of the stranger spirits. The pillars here were very tall, but sparse. Deebus would have to rely on the blowing snow for cover. He crept up to Angardian and, leaping, plunged his spear into the beast's right flank. He felt the point strike bone: with a roar, Angardian fell to the ground. Deebus yanked out his spear and circled around to find a better shot -- stepping right in from of the brute's eyes.
He leaped away, turning his back from the light in its mouth. The ball of fire struck him, engulfing him in flames for half a second and lighting his polar bear pelt cloak on fire. He tore it off and cast it into the snow, distracting Angardian for the half moment he needed to slip back into hiding and renew his assault.
Coming up behind it, Deebus jumped upon Angardian's tail and stabbed it between the shoulders before leaping off again. A mere fleshwound, but he knew that with every flash of pain the beast grew weaker. He dashed back under, gashing a foot and then driving the spear upwards into Angardian's ribs. Dodging around underneath, he inflicted many deep wounds upon its belly and tail. Angardian fell to the ground once again, and he stabbed the tendon in its ankle to prevent it standing back up.
He stabbed again at the chest, this time sinking in deep and lodging in something firm and pulsing: the heart. Victory was near. He stabbed it again and again in the heart, Angardian trying futilely to dislodge him, but, with a massive pool of blood melting the snow away, at last the beast ceased moving.
Deebus jumped down from the beast's chest and walked over to pick up his pelt cloak. Whether by snow or blood, it had been extinguished.
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Topic: The journey of Deebus, a kobold story. (Read 193835 times)