Excursion into Rawlins (Frances' Tale).

White Stag.


With my old familiar friend we've went to Norwick and into Rawlinswood, to hunt.

On our way we passed White Stag, holy animal. We could kill it but we didn't want to earn Druid Circle's Enmity. It's still a thrilling thought.

Then we stumbled upon fairly large amount of goblins and wolves, familiar fought like fiend - while my flaming arrows reduced them fast as they exploded in their body - incinerating them. We won and disembarked to warn the town guards, then return if neccessary.

-- Frances, hunting warrior-witch.




Outnumbered.