Set the wolves upon her
From Lord Of Utterdom
"Devour this pest," you say, waving your hand over the girl. She screams as the wolves set in on her, tearing her to shreds in a bloody scene that quickly unfolds before you.
You decide to see where she come from on your on. You easily follow the blood trail through the woods, following each bit of blood spattered on the ground, against trees she no doubt paused to lean upon, and the leaves of the bushes along your way. You walk slowly, listening to the sounds of the forest about you, and as you near the edge of the trees where they part to give way to a road, you hear the sounds of men cavorting, laughing and chatting.
You peer out from the trees, and see a merchant's wagon on the road, and three bodies littering the area around it. Blood is everywhere. The two horses that once pulled the wagon lay slaughtered, and four men weilding various weapons tear through the wagon, quite jovial for having just killed so many.
