[ FERALAS ] ⌘ 003
Sep. 11th, 2011 09:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twinwieldingFeralas is a lonely place of wilds, with tiny isles of habitation like oasises in a desert. After leaving Feathermoon Hold with a list of tasks I've been asked to complete, I headed east again, into the southern part of the territory. My intention was to find the roaming grounds of the great mountain giants, and when their steps could be felt shaking the ground even though my saber's quick gait, I knew I was close.
I also located a tribe of Woodpaw Gnolls, and since I had been offered a fair sum of money to return their manes as proof of death, I collected a stack of them. They're dirty creatures, dull in their attacks and barely enough dexterity to swing the axes they seem so fond of. I don't understand how squatting around their campfires and gnawing on bones is the sum of their lives. It's so degrading to even think that they're sentient.
Just northwest of here are the Darkmist Ruins. While I'd normally avoid such a place, some idiot apprentice has gotten themselves lost there and I've been contracted to find them and, provided they are not dead, return them to Feathermoon. Estulan had the right idea: if young fools want to run off by themselves, let them get themselves out of trouble.
Though my opinions never did make me popular with others.
I also located a tribe of Woodpaw Gnolls, and since I had been offered a fair sum of money to return their manes as proof of death, I collected a stack of them. They're dirty creatures, dull in their attacks and barely enough dexterity to swing the axes they seem so fond of. I don't understand how squatting around their campfires and gnawing on bones is the sum of their lives. It's so degrading to even think that they're sentient.
Just northwest of here are the Darkmist Ruins. While I'd normally avoid such a place, some idiot apprentice has gotten themselves lost there and I've been contracted to find them and, provided they are not dead, return them to Feathermoon. Estulan had the right idea: if young fools want to run off by themselves, let them get themselves out of trouble.
Though my opinions never did make me popular with others.