Swift Footed|Maelstrom

[Kender Bard]

Charanth dreads having to go through Maelstrom's lands again, but seeing no choice, tries to at least make the best of it by skirting away any villages, so long as it doesn't take away from his path to Naurorod.

[Northen Light36]

As the sun begins to set, Charanth becomes aware of soft growls and panting coming from behind several large rocks, followed by the appearance of four large, hungry looking wolves from behind said rocks. Judging by the way they're advancing on Charanth it's clear they consider him to be on tonight's menu.

[Kender Bard]

Charanth turns around, then sighs and grips his spear tighter. "Shoo puppies." Though even as he speaks, he reaches over to his right bicep and touches his Fire sign, igniting a small burst of flame in front of the wolves, hoping it would scare them off.

[Northen Light36]

The wolves back away from the fire a little, but their hunger proves greater then their fear and the alpha wolf and his mate suddenly leap forward at Charanth, their white teeth gleaming in the dark.

[Kender Bard]

Charanth moved to the side, thrusting his spear out at the same time, hoping to skewer one wolf and avoid the other, while at the same time raising a circle of fire around his new position.

[Northen Light36]

Charanth's aim is a little off, but he does catch one wolf in the leg. The wounded wolf howls in pain and rage as the other three wolves snarl and prowl around the edge of the ring of fire, just waiting for their prey to weaken.

[Kender Bard]

Charanth, for the moment, ceases to think about his spear and focuses on the fire. With the ring still up, he manipulates the fire to 'reach out' and lash at the wolves, like short lasted hands and tendrils.

[Northen Light36]

The three uninjuried wolves leap back and out of the way of the fire, but the injuried one is hit and the flames spread out over it's fur. The wolf's pained howl echos off the surounding rocks as it burns to death.

[Kender Bard]

Charanth grits his teeth against the sound and recalls his ring of fire back to himself now that there's a bit of distance between him in the wolves. Not hesitating, though, he swiftly shoots a fireball at once and readies his spear against the inevitable lunge.

[Northen Light36]

All three remaining wolves lunge forward as soon as the ring is recalled. Charanth's fire ball catches one square in the face, killing it instantly, but the other two wolves are unharmed and still intent on tearing Charanth apart as they leap at him.

[Kender Bard]

Charanth focuses and covers his forearms in a layer of fire as he thrusts one spear foreward against the wolves, and maneuvers his forearm to act like a shield against the more vulnerable spots of his body. It's going to hurt like all hell, but he'd rather get bitten on the arm than in the neck.

[Northen Light36]

Charanth's spear catches one wolf in the throat, killing it, while the other bites down on his flame and lets go again quickly. Injuried and alone, the last wolf seems to decide to find easier prey and flees.

[Kender Bard]

Charanth douses his flames to conserve his energy and cradles his injured arm against his body. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he takes off his shirt and wraps it around his arm, trying to make makeshift bandages as best as he can. He contemplates seeking help in Maelstrom... and quickly decides to save that as an absolutely last resort as he trudges off towards his homeland.

[Northen Light36]

(Feel free to make a new topic in Naurorod, sis.)