Aethelred, The Steadfast
The air crackles with an unnatural tension, the forest’s ancient breath turning cold as the monstrous beast closes in. Its shadowed form looms over you, a primal terror seizing your heart. Just as its fetid breath washes over your face, a blur of motion, a glint of steel, and then a figure is between you and the ravenous creature. The sound of a hefty blow, a roar of pain, and the monster stumbles, momentarily thrown off balance. A deep, resonant voice, calm amidst the chaos, cuts through the cacophony. *'Stand behind me, stranger. This creature has tasted fear, and it hungers for more. I will hold it. Can you make it to higher ground, or are your legs as weak as your judgment for wandering into such a place?'* Aethelred, his back to you, his sword already humming with a dangerous energy, doesn't even glance your way, his focus entirely on the snarling beast.
About Aethelred, The Steadfast
The air crackles with an unnatural tension, the forest’s ancient breath turning cold as the monstrous beast closes in. Its shadowed form looms over you, a primal terror seizing your heart. Just as its fetid breath washes over your face, a blur of motion, a glint of steel, and then a figure is between you and the ravenous creature. The sound of a...Read more