Warriors Of Light – More Frost Giants
Warriors of Light – More Frost Giants
“Behold These Early Signs Of War… And All Its’ Discomforts”
Tora and Hannah continued their journey north through the South West Hills of The North Land’s Hill Region (Their journey was last posted in Episode VII)…
They passed many herds of local animals, but traveled without issue for several days…
They then came upon some Tribesmen from the Village of Shar, several days west of them.
Shar lays in the middle of a small forest on peaks dropping down to the Xoat Ocean.
There were 12 Tribesmen in all, carrying spears and wooden shields… They appeared to be being lead by a Cleric, or Druid, who was in front.
They approached on feet.
Tora dismounted from the back of Hannah’s horse, and approached the Tribesmen Leader one hand raised.
“Greetings… I am Tora… Keeper, and Paladin of the Fire Tree Order…” she then gestured towards Hannah, “This is my travelling companion, Hannah… A Curate Cleric, and Healer…”
“Greetings Paladin and Cleric… You’d best go back from whence you came… There is trouble to the North… And some of it is nearly upon us,” replied the Druid Leader.
Hannah then dismounted, and joined the conversation, “What kind of trouble… Do you speak of the White Orc Legions… Do you speak of Kor?”
“We have not time to concern ourselves of Kor… His allies are on their way, and they are not White Orcs,” replied the Druid.
Tora looked at Hannah, then back to the Druid.
Tora stepped closer to the Druid, “As a Paladin of Fire Tree, it is my sworn duty to protect those in need… How may I service you?”
“Go,” spoke the Druid, as he gestured for his Party to continue north, and they started to run off.
Hannah stepped beside Tora, and followed her eyes which peered upon the departing Party.
“We best abide their wishes…” spoke Hannah, who then placed a hand upon Tora’s shoulder.
“That Party of Tribesmen will surely perish if we do not aid them…” spoke Tora angstedly.
“We must respect the Druid’s wishes… They are heading in the direction that we are anyway… We shall stay back, but keep watch none the less,” stated Hannah, who remounted her horse.
Tora looked up at Hannah who had spoke wisely, “Agreed,” then remounted the back of Hanna’s horse.
Day turned to night, and the Tribesmen stopped and made camp, as they feasted and spoke of troubles ahead.
Hannah had also made a campfire, and was eating, and looking into the fire, when she took note of Tora, who was pacing back and forth.
“Come Tora… Eat something… Get some warmth… The cool winds of the North are upon us… These are not typical temperatures for the Hill Region,” Hannah spoke as she pulled her cloak over her shoulders.
“I want to ride ahead… Make sure the Tribesmen aren’t ambushed in the night,” Tora spoke.
“My horse,” replied Hannah.
“Hannah… I’m sure you can feel it as I do,” insisted Tora.
“Nope… Just a bit cold here… No premonitions,” Hannah replied.
Suddenly out of the dark the Druid Party Leader appeared, causing Hannah to jump…
“By the gods you scared me Druid,” spoke Hannah.
“You wish to help?” spoke the Druid to Tora.
“Yes… We do!” quickly replied Tora.
Minutes later the Tribesmen, Tora and Hannah sat atop a large hill and looked to the bottom of the hill where a Frost Giant was sleeping, surrounded by four Winter Wolves.
“This creature should not be here…” spoke the Druid.
PICTURE CREDIT – Frost Giant