The Unraveling - It Creeps

There are whispers of things happening around the continents, strange, outlandish things that seem to defy all logical explanation. That is why, when the unholy abomination of a creature appears, close to where the Hallows and his beloved reside, Sorcerer is quick to meet the threat head on. Shaw may be a crazy powerful warrior but the smaller, monochrome man likes to think that he is nothing to sneeze at either.

The trees cover the sun, lengthening shadows that the trees throw upon the ground and obscure the red sun that hangs in the spring sky. The rumbling had drawn him here, to where the plant creature appears, long tendrils of vine ending in claws that pull the massive creature along the ground and Sorcerer pauses for a moment, watching the other wolves that have already gathered to see what they do.

Some leap forward, attacking the beast while others seem struck dumb at the mere sight of it and another… declares it sign from the gods. A sneer tugs at his lips for the monochrome man is not been one to believe in gods… or, at least, gods that sent these abominations to walk among them. Eyes lock on the plant beast, knowing it can do damage to anyone with the sharp teeth and hooked claws and he decides that he has strike first.

Paws move, pushing Sore through the forest as quietly as a whisper and he appears behind the plant, rushing up and attempting to sink his teeth into the strange and beautiful iridescent scales that line its body.


"Sorcerer Vyle-Klein"