Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140616200842/@comment-5583506-20140707022746

Armstark smiled under his big bushy beard. "Seems like the pups want to play. And we have all heard the story of how that goes, haven't we, Gylfing?"

From behind a stalagmite the younger brother appeared with a harp in his hand and an axe in the other. "Of course we have", he answered with a voice as soft as spider's silk.

From beyond another cave entrance came Sturkas himself, lumbering in with Selyna over his shoulder. With one stern grip he pulled away Kettil from Luna and smacked him across the cheeks, sending him halfway across the chamber. "Do not spoil the victims, monster", he growled quietly.

Kettil got up quickly. He snarled like a rabid animal and his eyes were furious with hate of the father's treatment. But he steadied himself and afterwards there was no way anyone could have known that for a brief moment Kettil Cave-Bear had been willing to disembowl his own father on the spot. "Y-yes, father."

Sturkas dropped Selyna to the ground with a damp thump. He counted the werewolves. "So these are the mongrels who will try to kill me this time?" he shrugged. "You should have brought an army. The Cave-Bears have met worse odds and won. Unless you have some way of resurrecting the ghosts of the entire Ghost-Wolf clan at your side, I am afraid you are outnumbered."

"Actually", said Kettil and licked his pale, meaty lips. "Valkyrie Ghost-Wolf is with them..."

Sturkas raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"The little bitch pup of Bitvarg Ghost-Wolf. The one you didn't think were honorable enough to kill, father", filled Armstark in.

"I do believe she has a sister alive as well", said Gylfing.

"ENOUGH!" spat Sturkas. "If you doubt my bloody honor that much, you miserable lot, I am afraid I will have to show you what I do to every last Ghost-Wolf I can find, whenever and wherever I find them."

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Valkyrie hid up along a passageway. She somehow knew that Sturkas and his kin had been alive this entire time. He was a hard man. ''Hard enough to not succumb to a draugr outbreak, that's for sure. ''But she didn't expect them to be gathered at the same location. Alexx had been knocked to the ground and his group were surrounded, the Redguard was dead, Luna lied on the ground stripped of her clothes.

''Bastard. If Kettil as much as touched her I will... Will what? Kill him? ''Kettil was a monster, a rabid dog and would not go down easily. Armstark was brutal and handy with weapons, but slow and not very agile. She was suprised to see Gylfing there, apparently bards could turn out to become real bastards to. Bardstard...

She was thankful however that she couldn't see Farvild among them. Even though he was a Cave-Bear, she knew in her heart that he was unlike the rest of his brothers. Though she doubted that he was still alive. Could be that the draugr outbreak had taken him or perhaps Kettil had found a new recipe for a "family dish". Along with the Cave-Bear family members were troops of the clan's supporters and men-in-arms.

''They will all die. If they support the Cave-Bears, they support death, and they couldn't deserve any less.''

She had to come up with a plan... and soon... Kettil was beginning to grow weary of waiting for his intimate moment with Luna.