Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141030025235/@comment-12599067-20141106034953

Veranwen readied her staff into a combat stance and Ranwulf whipped out his sword in less than a second, but when Conall leapt to join the fray, both of them faltered. The beast, however, did not. It saw him coming and let out a snarl, scrabbling off of Lorcan in a somewhat clumsy way but managing to narrowly avoid the sword that stabbed through the air where it had been merely seconds ago. Now that it wasn't moving as quickly and Conall could see it better, it was evident that the beast was no werewolf. Rather, it was almost like one of the pit wolves that the bandits of Skyrim would train to fight for their amusement, only taller and leaner with a coat of mangy brown fur.