Wildheart

She was getting irritated by he fact that those people were taking up so much of their time. All she wanted to know was who shredded these corpses and placed them on the paths. All the wanted was to go to bed without being afraid. And as her breath got heavier she could feel the heath around herself. And with every breath she took it felt as if it was getting hotter and hotter around her. Until there was no way back and the wall of fire was launched towards the attackers. The fire appeared as fast as lightning but vanished until there was only smoke. She leaned back her breath still a bit uncontrollable as she saw the attackers flee and some of them feel on the ground. It finally was done, they were able to get rid of them. Rhaella breathes deeply in and out as her breath starting to get slower. Focussing her red eyes on birvald again which seemed to have found something and changed back into the man he was. And she had to be honest; she was happy he was changed back into a man. . Her head was tilted a little as she stepped closer and let her eyes trail over the fabric and the sigil. Hmm, I have never seen that. Could be a cultist group or some other raiders. But probably not from around here. Her fingers stroke over the fabric of the cloth while she placed her eyes back into the one’s of Birvald. Do you think those are the ones who placed these shredded animals on the roads?

everything happened so fast that she did not even had te time to process everything. From the dead bodies, to the attacks to birvald who now seemed to be a skin changer. Her head felt dizzy but once the attackers were gone and she regained her breath again everything became clear. she pointed out that it could have been a cultist group or perhaps other raiders and asked him if those corpses could be placed there on purpose. And without hesitation he told her that they have had something to do with it. Which made her frown a little. Are you sure? she shook her head slowly. well if it is as you said then we indeed need to hurry. Or else there will be even more animals killed. and maybe even humans. but were do we go?

Nothing this whole day seemed to make sense anymore. From the dead bodies to the golden egg Birvald was talking about and now the strange cult that they had to find. Perhaps it was all a dream and that she just have to wake up quickly to get rid off it, Perhaps not. Her head was still spinning from the earlier event. I don’t know. Birvald. Perhaps we just need to let it rest and go home. she wasn’t sure if that would be an option. but questioning like this would lead to no where. she sighed. But I do know an old stronghold. Which is destroyed during the fires. But many looters hide there. she pointed out as she places her eyes in his again. we could visit that one first and see were it leads?