[HQ Ignorance] Scene 90: Journey to Torang

[Nic Hughes]

Lev Lafayette wrote:
>
> The tables have suddenly turned - such is the nature of war; one
> Barbarian has fled, another is down and wounded, and only one remains
> fully fighting - and he is now facing two and a centaur spirit.
>
>   

The wounded courier tries to shake off the darkness that blurred his 
vision, the pain was at least now distant and the throbbing behind his 
eyes bearable. Through the throbbing he assessed the scene, at one 
glance like many he had seen before yet far far stranger.

He saw the mounted nomad warrior turn to ride down the fallen and 
injured elf, from this distance he could do little. Although if his neck 
hurt a little less and he was a kinder man he would at least have felt 
sorry for the oaf ignorant of his likely fate.

The nomad closer by was another matter, not much sense in giving him 
time to recover his weapons and his horse. Knowing that there is no 
better time to hit a man than when he is down Aalmon spurred his horse 
forwards and unslung his long axe. There was no need to argue with his 
starfire spirit as he allowed its flames to flicker menacingly over the 
enchanted blade of his axe as he rode quickly in. Time to get this over 
quickly before more riders could arrive, or the rabbits unleash some 
further surprises.

Nic

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