Death of Wolves in the Night
M’Lord
Fjhull pushed on the party from Melfi.
We had a purpose and that was to get to the northern city of Geata within the month. We pushed on with the intent to get the Fort Sorta, first then turn north along the Emperial Road. The weather seemed to turn worse
as we traveled. The shadows rode with us as if they thought they were our army.
On the second night we stopped at an abandoned farmhouse, to rest. Late in the night, a large beast cloaked in feathers and fur started beating upon the wolves of the area, leaving none of them alive. Its hunger not sated it made a run for our horses. We were forced to confront it and kill it. Later, Calamus mentioned it was an Owlbear. I thought nothing more of it
at the time. With the morning we rode on.