Groth untied the rope from around his waist and heard a branch snap behind him. He spun around and was met with three snarling dire wolves and the howl of a much larger wolf. Judging by the large horns jutting from the creatures spine it had to be a werewolf. The green man smiled.
"Ever heard of the wolf who cried Groth?" he growled, and lunged at the beasts. Bringing his great blade in a full arc he drew blood on two of the wolves.
On the opposite side of the crevasse an identical set of attackers met the group. Nera concentrated on mending the bridge bit by bit while Pas and Auren ran to meet the attackers. Pas quickly cast empathy causing his werewolf to ease back, it's ears dropped down a bit showing signs of a lessening aggression. Auren flies into combat striking with his full-blade.
All at once the group hears a command from Phae. "Close your eyes!" A bright light flashed across the expanse blinding 4 and dazzling the rest.
With a combination of empathy and dazzle one of the dire wolves turns to slink back into the forest. This enraged the werewolf who turned and clawed a hunk of flesh from the retreating beast.
Across the crevasse Groth had become surrounded and at once three of the creatures attack with claws and teeth. The force traumatized the green man and his situation turns dire. Fox notices that Groth has takes severe damage and quickly acts.
Casting Alter Self, wings sprout out behind him. Moments later the Fox we all know and love no longer resembled himself. Avariel the winged elf took flight up over the crevasse. He flitted behind Groth and granted him Spider climb. Immediately Groth felt groggy and overcome. Looking down he assumed that this was the effects of massive blood loss. Inside his head Fox's voice rang out, "Run down the mountain, quickly!".
Acting on instinct he turned and bolted over the cliff side. His heart jumped to his throat as he realized his mistake 500 feet below.
He closed his eyes and cursed himself for listening to the voices in his head.
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