Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24438639-20140204025122/@comment-24344819-20140206204545

Rell stepped back and admired his work.

"Nice kill boss." commented one of the 4 men left of the original 12, that he had taken into the forrest to exterminate the werewolf pack within.

"Can we go back now?" he asked hoping for a yes-let´s-get-out-of-here-while-we-can type of answer

"Are you kidding?" Rell asked him rethoricaly "We didn´t kill everyone of them yet!"

"But boss it´s suicide to continue! There´s only 5 of us left! And-"

"And only three of them. C´mon think of all the gold the duke will pay us!" Rell tried to restore their morale. He didn´t like the wining or talking back but the man had a point. The job had been a failure from the start. He thought a little werewolf hunt would be fun. He even only took a small party on a job to even the odds and make it more interesting but the werwolves had proven to be a greater annoiance than he predicted. They mostly attacked out of the hidden, had layed traps everywhere in the forrest (or maybe that was the villagers. Rell didn´t care) and proved to be sly bastards. They mostly attacked alone so Rell couldn´t use his illusion spells on them. Sometimes they also just attacked in human form. He remembered when a woman in rags ran towards them and told them a werewolf was hunting her and begged them for protection. After that when they all where facing in the direction that the howling had come from the woman turned into a werewolf and attacked them from behind. Hadn´t Rell been there they would´ve all been slaughtered.

So he decided to kill every villager they met on their hunt to make sure they got ´em all.

"Can this plague get any worse?" asked Raster, one of Rells most capable warriors.

"Sure." replied Rell "But that´s why where here for." He was annoyed

"Actually i heard that someone´s already trying to find a cure." one of the other three said. Rell had forgotten his name.

"Ah yes, that´s right. I heard of that guy too." Raster picked up the topic

"Tell me more about that." Rell didn´t realy want to hear it but it might get the others spirits up again.

"His name is supposed to be Olaf or something like that...from what i heard he is lookin´ for a cure to the current werewolf crisis since it began and rumors say that he is close to finding it. I don´t know in wich city he resides in at the moment though. People say he is everywhere at the same time."

Rell let out a laugh. "People are stupid. No way in Oblivion is anyone close to finding a cure and if you ask me, that Olaf guy is an idiot for even trying such an impossible thing."

"Well sometimes boss as my granny used to say, we just have to-" Raster didn´t speak any further because an arrow went through his head. Howling arose from between the trees around Rell and the three men that where still left.

"Stay here." he commanded the others and drew one of his blades, as well as readied an illusion spell in his left hand. "Seems they are finally stupid enough to attack us all at once." Rell grinned and vanished in the trees.

Later after Rell had killed the werewolves and returned to his men he told them the following:

"These werewolves realy start to piss me off. You there!" he pointed at one of his men "Get back to the others and tell them to go to a place called swindler´s den. I´ve got some friends there just tell ´em Rell send ya´ and they´ll let you stay as long as you want. Also tell Alin that she´s in charge until i get back."

"Boss?" one of his men asked him

"You other two come with me. We´ll go find a cure to these pests."

"Boss?! Didn´t you say before that-"

"On second thought trying to find something as impossible as a cure to all these werewolves sounds like fun." Rell grinned. "Let´s go."