Surprise the Ratbear
From Create Your Own Story
Quick as a flash, you slice at the Ratbear. For a moment, it is close enough for you to smell its sewer-breath. Your sword slips between the creature’s ribs and drives deep into its putrid heart. The Ratbear squeals and falls to the ground, face-down in the mud. With the beast dead on the path, you are free to move onwards.
The path winds a few more times around gigantic trees, thousands of years old, and then emerges onto a sudden plain, as if the forest had been scooped away by a gigantic hand. A river trickles thinly between short grasses and by its banks stands a tiny village.
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