Charge the Axeman
From Create Your Own Story
It was time to disengage, and as I leapt off from the wounded warrior I turned to meet the axeman's charge. Metal rang against metal as I stepped into his battle stance and ended his life with a horizontal slash through the chest. He sputtered for a brief moment before collapsing at my feet. +4 health.
The bloodied archer made an effort to flee for his part, but he stumbled in his haste, and has I evaded under the other archer's arrow I pounced on my fallen opponent and slipped into the nape of his neck. +1 health.
The remaining archer had time to loose one more arrow before I closed the distance between us, and in my blind frenzy to sate myself on his blood I made no effort to dodge his attack as the arrow bit deep into my left side. -9 health. I let the pain ride over my emotions as I howled in rage, falling onto the man and hacking at his limbs mercilessly with my sword. Red waves soaked the ground beneath him as I brought my sword down again...and again...and again...+4 health.
Blood stained my clothes, and a distant part of me, the part that bothered with appearances, was deeply disgusted. But not enough of me cared as I dined upon their remains.
It's been so long since I've tasted the sweet tang of blood. Though these sour men were no fine course meal, they would do quite nicely.
You are healed back to full health.
You have gained 40 xp and 6 Gold for killing the bandits.
Now, the question is, what do I do now? The hour was growing late, and already the sun was starting to set.
| Ryd Status | |||
| Health | 30 | Equipment:
Sword, Leather Shirt | Companions:
None |
| Mana | 0 | ||
| Level | 1 | Love Interest | None |
| Gold | 6 | Experience | 40 |
