Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140606201652/@comment-24376253-20140607145230

(Didn't have time to work on Tale of Ukur so I wrote this short story instead:

A Modern Myth:

The Hunt of the North

Long ago, in the Kingdom of Nithildorf, lived two hunters, Colidun and Arenis. Everyday they went out into the Uthil Forest to hunt, which angered Sereto, the goddess of life, who vowed vengeance upon them. One day, while hunting rabbits, the hunters were separated by a falling tree. Lost in the maze of trees, Colidun spotted a wolf in the distance. Taking the opportunity, Colidun struck the wolf in the chest with an arrow and it fell down, dead.

Just as Colidun was going to retrieve his kill, he felt strange. He was forced onto all fours as his body began to shift, fur sprouted across his skin, his clothes ripped off his body, his eyes changed colour, a muzzle filled with razor sharp teeth protruded from his face, his ears pricked, a tail shot out of his back and his hands became paws. Colidun screamed for help but all that came out was a howl, but this did not last long as soon his mind shifted to suite his new body. He forgot who he was, all he new was that he was a wolf, and he was hungry.

Colidun found Arenis, wandering in the woods, and attacked him. Arenis, unaware it was Colidun, killed the wolf with his bare hands. No sooner had Arenis recovered did he go through the same transformation as his friend. Arenis ran off into the forest in his new form, where he would spend the rest of his days.

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