Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-37315504-20190714190018/@comment-28718853-20190728101705

It is a silent night for the Ogre that travels through the forest. She doesn't remember how she got there, but she suspects that it may have had to do with her heavy drinking at the pub. Thankfully, she recognizes enough of the scenery to pinpoint where she should be going.

A snarl draws her attention, and she peeks up to find a werecat glaring at her and baring its teeth. "You don't look like any werecat I'm familiar with," the Ogre says with a shake of her head.

She prepares to move on when the Werecat roars and leaps at her. Her dodge is mistimed and she receives a slash across her arm. With an angry growl she clutches her wounded limb and shoots a murderous look at her attacker snapping, "Oh you'll pay for that punk!"

Before the werecat can move the Ogre grabs it by its tail and proceeds to slam it into two trees. The first hit dazes it while the second knocks it out cold.

The Ogre drops the unconscious werecat and snorts, "I was hoping for some fun times with you, but I guess that won't be happening tonight."

She then proceeds to storm off.