Eshtan and Imp headed northeast, soon the dust gave way to a tall dark wood. Eshtan was frightened of course, as every dwarf knows that the forest is a deadly place, full of murderous trees... Putting that aside, they trudged onwards, Imp hacking through the thick vegetation of the cold forest. They could barely see where they were going and were scared shitless when they heard a strange ruffling sound. "Its da trees... they're out ta get us Imp, be careful...". Well, it turned out it wasnt the trees that were out to get them, but a pack of wolves. Either way Eshtan was starting to panic, but having Imp next to him calmed him down enough to let loose a bolt. It struck the first wolf in the leg and they begun to close in.
"Ohshitohshitohshit." Another bolt flew and struck one of the wolves in the upperbody, that was one less wolf to worry about. The wolves were getting ever closer while Eshtan hurried to reload, Imp was standing calmly, he had taken out some old sword of his. Last time he had seen it, it was a peice of junk, but Imp seems to have taken care of it, and it was well sharpened. The first wolf to reach the pair leapt through the air at Eshtans throat, as it was mere inches away from him he saw a look of surprise in its eyes. Its body was torn open as it crashed into him, he shook the thing off him as blood poured from its heart staining his black bear leather red.
Imp's sword was completely red, and Eshtan's jaw was wide open, he noticed this and shut it before Imp could see him. The other wolves were still a short distance off, they hesitated when they saw what happened to the first wolf and Eshtan took the initiative. The bolt flew through the air and broke the leg of one of the wolves. Another bolt! This one flopped through the air and snapped one of the wolves tails in half.
Imp started taunting Eshtan, where had his fighting spirit gone? He let loose another bolt, it went right through one of the wolves head. "HA, thats where my fighting spirit gone ya nut!" More bolts flew through the air but Eshtan's luck had run out, he manged to mangle one of the wolves legs and its tail. Bah! He must be an expert marksdwarf to be able to hit that waggly thing! Pity he couldnt hit its head though!
The pack had reached the two now and surrounded them. Eshtan loaded another bolt while a wolf head flew past him. What in Armok's name?! Another bolt flew and hit a wolf in the leg, the left rear leg! Its like his bolts had a mind of their own, and just loved to hit wolves in the left rear leg! One of the wolves leapt at Imp and was cleanly butchered in mid air, and as it landed, its organs assorted themselves into neat piles ready to be cooked on a campfire.
Eshtan was aghast, Imp charged right into a wolf and sent it flying backwards, the sword danced in a flurry and the wolf had its body cut right open, blood spraying out covering Imp from head to toe! All this happened before Eshtan could let fly another bolt, and when it did fly it hit a wolf in the tail. "F!$?%" he cried out.
Imp charged at another wolf but this one wasnt so dumb, it jumped out of the way but Imp was moving too fast and its counterattack missed as he rushed by. The sword flew around in an arc and another wolf was cut open, its organs visible. Eshtan would have nightmares for months, nay, years. The last wolf was mad with terror, as Imp walked slowly towards it, a mad glint in his eye. He swung his sword and cut the wolf in half, its entrails spilling onto the ground.
Eshtan began to cry.
[ February 02, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]