the Adventurer

Monday, July 31, 2006

1.10

The screams of the night had forced the group to move forward at what felt as an inhuman speed. The horses had been left two hours before since they refused to move any further. Lars led the way with Clark close behind. Cassandra was bringing up the rear and it was her that just an hour before had alerted them to quickly hide.

Secure in hiding they could see five beasts running easily up the narrow road jumping up the tight bends with great leaps. In the moon light it was as if seeing a vision of evolution taking a tight turn to deliver something not of this land. Large open mouths filled with long sharp teeth shone in the light and as they leaped up onto rocks and stones their fangs sent sparks across the darkness.
When the sounds of the beasts was disappering upwards the three ventured out onto the road again and cautiously continued their climb towards the nest.

As the morning light started to break through the clouds at the horizon they arrived as close to the nest as the road would lead them and they started to climb the steep hillside. Helping each other and through careful choices of the route they managed to move the last few hundered meters upwards in barely two hours. Sweating and tired they took the last few climbs upwards to find the nest close to empty. In the nest only two creatures laid slain.
Each was humanoid with thick fur and large teeth. Each was dead since hours and had terror in their eyes. And both was severly dismembered. Blood was drying in their fur and the stink of flesh and feces was heavy. A shredded piece of cloth stuck to some branches in the nest but of the woman there was no sign.

Clark through his hands up into the air as if giving up hope and sat down on the sticky branches.
- What now?, he asked
Lars and Cassandra looked at each other and shrugged.
- I guess we might as well go down again, so much for nothing

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