An Audience With The King RPG

[The Barrow-Wight]

Kasteni strode forward shaking his head in amazement that a few arrows had frightened the were-bears away. That was atypical of such creatures who normally would fight until their last breath. Still, it was good they were gone, but it was likely they would return soon. He surveyed the carnage they had created.

Three guards lay dead and at least five horses were dead and his was missing. The young Ulwyte looked in good shape, but Lovek and Khuleln were badly battered, though not seriously injured. His chariot lay in ruins, but most of his belongings lay nearby. He spoke to his companions.

“Men! Prepare to move immediately! The beasts will return, and in greater numbers. Ulwyte, Lovek will ride with you and Khuleln and I will each ride with one of the guards. We must make it to the hostel!”

Ulwyte nodded, but Lovek and Khuleln did not respond.

“Did the two of you hear me?” the Advisor asked.