The suffocating ceiling of the grotto gives way, dropping tons of limestone into the dark. RagNook plunges through a narrow fissure, tumbling onto the soft, decaying needles of the Ironwood floor. Above, the Stranger stumbles through the opening, his breathing jagged and wet.
RagNook Butcher of the East
This forest reeks of rot and wet fur, the perfect place to bury a predator.
Moonlight filters through the massive, twisted roots like skeletal fingers. RagNook pivots, his boots sinking into the spongy earth as he regains his balance. He spots a cluster of Iron-Thorn vines nearby.
RagNook Butcher of the East
Come then, scavenger. Let us see if your blood tastes as bitter as your greed.
RagNook Butcher of the East
The Stranger moves with a limp from the falling rock. He is hurt, but he is desperate. I will not give him another chance to bleed me.
+ Scene Quest Added
Survive the encounter with the Stranger
“cleave his skull with a mighty swipe of my weapon”
SUCCESS (Superb Strength, rolled +1)
RagNook surges forward, his heavy boots crushing the Iron-Thorn vines into the mire. He pivots his massive hips, turning the weight of his momentum into a singular, decisive arc. The Butcher's cleaver whistles through the humid forest air, catching the moonlight in a lethal silver crescent.
RagNook Butcher of the East
Your hunger ends here.
RagNook Butcher of the East
The scavenger is too slow. He attempts to raise his rusted dagger, but he has no rhythm, no grace. He is a dying spark.
The heavy steel connects with brutal precision, shattering the Stranger's guard and finding its mark. The impact vibrates up RagNook's thick arm as the scavenger crumples into the ferns. Silence returns to the Ironwood, broken only by the rhythmic dripping of water from the grotto above.
RagNook Butcher of the East
One scavenger down, and I have fresh marrow to harvest. The dragon's trail is long, but tonight, at least, I eat well.
Quest Complete
Survive the encounter with the Stranger
Skill Upgrade: Anatomy Mediocre→Fair