He made a pit trap out of a hole that another creature had left, then lured the beast over. After that, it was a matter of killing it with the spear. Hauling it back was likely the result of plain orc stubbornness. Beastslayer joined the clan's hunting party, and all was well for a time.
[He goes on.]
But not for all time. The ogres, their uneasy and violent neighbors, saw how strong the clan was. They attacked while the hunters were away-- a coward's move-- and torched the village.
The remaining warriors put up a good fight, but they were outnumbered. Some of them were placed in cages. Some were tied up. Some were... already dead when Beastslayer found them. While his brethren made a concentrated effort to take the gates back from the ogres, Beastslayer slipped into the shadows to see what he could do to even the odds.
He passed by the guards unnoticed, untied people when he could. And then he found the clan's loyal wolves clapped in irons. It infuriated him to see the orcs' hunting partners and companions imprisoned so. Anger flowed through him like never before... so he broke every single chain with his bare hands.
[Ah, here's the hill they need to ascend.]
Just as the ogres were about to execute the chieftain, Beastslayer appeared over the rise with his hunting party, the rescued prisoners, and two dozen wolves. Much blood was shed that day, but there was no doubt that Beastslayer's deeds had helped save the village.
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He made a pit trap out of a hole that another creature had left, then lured the beast over. After that, it was a matter of killing it with the spear. Hauling it back was likely the result of plain orc stubbornness. Beastslayer joined the clan's hunting party, and all was well for a time.
[He goes on.]
But not for all time. The ogres, their uneasy and violent neighbors, saw how strong the clan was. They attacked while the hunters were away-- a coward's move-- and torched the village.
The remaining warriors put up a good fight, but they were outnumbered. Some of them were placed in cages. Some were tied up. Some were... already dead when Beastslayer found them. While his brethren made a concentrated effort to take the gates back from the ogres, Beastslayer slipped into the shadows to see what he could do to even the odds.
He passed by the guards unnoticed, untied people when he could. And then he found the clan's loyal wolves clapped in irons. It infuriated him to see the orcs' hunting partners and companions imprisoned so. Anger flowed through him like never before... so he broke every single chain with his bare hands.
[Ah, here's the hill they need to ascend.]
Just as the ogres were about to execute the chieftain, Beastslayer appeared over the rise with his hunting party, the rescued prisoners, and two dozen wolves. Much blood was shed that day, but there was no doubt that Beastslayer's deeds had helped save the village.