i dare not go, for if i do, my mother will say...

Worc helped Tarnish slip on his chainmail cowl and strap the spiked leather straps over his shoulders. He was jittering with excitement, eager to participate in his first raid with his companions and fellow raiders by his side. He hadn't picked a weapon yet but that was alright, he had his claws and his fangs and maybe by seeing the other raiders in action he'd get some ideas.

The journey was long, all the way into Auster and along the way he took note of lands he'd like to explore so that he could make his way back later. Soon they arrived at a territory boasting a lovely waterfall. He wasn't given time to admire the territory before the wolves who owned the land came out and fights started breaking out one after another.


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