The Oddestsey II: Return to Odd
Chapter 7
Even as everyone contemplates their next move, a strange sound echoes across the wilderness...
It sounds like some a strange mixture of sounds, like the song of a huge nightingale intertwined with a rich male baritone voice, singing in some ancient tongue that defies any translation, and the wind itself... There is something about the song that is both indescribably beautiful yet chills those who hear it to the bone.
The temperature suddenly drops sharply in the already frigid forest... Even the skittish shadows that lurk in the gloom seem to vanish and the skies cloud over.
Now joining in the enchanting song from above, the chanting of deep earthy voices seems to emanate from every direction in the forest... almost daring those who hear it to move towards them...
The eel looks terrified, and upon questioning he tells you why. Someone out here in the wilderness has been marked for the death by someone powerful and rich enough to employ the mercenary Thawlings - the so called Winter Elves. They are stronger, faster and more reisilient than humans, they dont get tired and when their method of hunting is to surround the area their quarry is in and kill every single sentient being within... just to be sure...
The drums grow louder..
Not seeming to understand but still looking agitated Anton barely seems to react.
Chapter 7
Even as everyone contemplates their next move, a strange sound echoes across the wilderness...
It sounds like some a strange mixture of sounds, like the song of a huge nightingale intertwined with a rich male baritone voice, singing in some ancient tongue that defies any translation, and the wind itself... There is something about the song that is both indescribably beautiful yet chills those who hear it to the bone.
The temperature suddenly drops sharply in the already frigid forest... Even the skittish shadows that lurk in the gloom seem to vanish and the skies cloud over.
Now joining in the enchanting song from above, the chanting of deep earthy voices seems to emanate from every direction in the forest... almost daring those who hear it to move towards them...
The eel looks terrified, and upon questioning he tells you why. Someone out here in the wilderness has been marked for the death by someone powerful and rich enough to employ the mercenary Thawlings - the so called Winter Elves. They are stronger, faster and more reisilient than humans, they dont get tired and when their method of hunting is to surround the area their quarry is in and kill every single sentient being within... just to be sure...
The drums grow louder..
Not seeming to understand but still looking agitated Anton barely seems to react.
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