Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160903233916/@comment-25808351-20160906112344

His eyes open, the sun is bright and the fields are green, just above two birds fly over head and settle in a tree. He then realizes he is atop his horse. "General? General Wulf?" A captain calls out. Conrad looks left to see the Captain staring at him, a puzzled expression on his face. "Sir, are you alright?" The captain asks again.

"Yes, I'm fine Captain." [A dream? No, the Chief Goddess.... Yes she must have spared me!] I just dozed off is all.... what news?" Conrad asks with authority.

The captain straightens up and speaks clearly. "Sir we are approaching the heretic's encampment. It is just over this ridge sir." The Captain points to the hill and Conrad whips his horse. He gallops to the ridge and overlooks the "enemy encampment". Below, a small village scrambling at the site of him. Mothers (both human and monster) grabbing their children and looking to their husbands for help. Crys and panic shouting can be heard over the sound of marching feet. The Wolf Legion begins marching down the ridge to the village, their objective clear as day.

"MEN, GIVE THEM WULF's QUARTER!!!!" The soldiers charge into the panicked civilians of this tiny monster friendly village. On the ridge watching in sadist like glee, Conrad basks in his work.

"I am what, what I am..... someone has to be." He says before drawing his blade and descending into the slaughter.