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Dark, brooding clouds heavy with rain began to swirl inwards over the darkening forest as the wind began to pick up, causing the tree tops to sway and buckle in the rising gale.

The first loud clap of Thunder heralded the onset of the storm as large, fat raindrops began to pepper down across the forest and town, gradually increasing in speed and torrent until, within a matter of minutes the whole of Elkhunt Ridge was sitting in a sudden downpour.

Thunder clapped again and this time a vivid streak of forked lightning lit up the dark, brooding sky as forest animals and townsfolk alike began to scurry for cover...

Again the lightning flashed and again the thunder roared across the sky as if the entire Wild Hunt was riding across the sky this day.

A third fork of lightning lanced down suddenly, accompanied by another boom of thunder and this time... it struck home!
A small clearing out in the forest was instantly decimated as the lightning struck the earth with a thunderous explosion of white light that sent shock-waves pounding out through the surrounding forest, uprooting trees and scorching undergrowth for a good mile in every direction...

Then there was silence as slowly, the rain began to ease off and suddenly, the sun broke through the centre of the clouds, shining a single, bright beam of light straight down onto the scorched earth of the clearing, where the lightning had struck.

Suddenly, the sunbeam seemed to erupt into a vivid hue of colours as an enormous rainbow streaked down along its length, people watching from the town would later swear they saw in touch down somewhere in the forest...

As suddenly as the vision had appeared, it as gone, the clouds began to drift lazily once more, seemingly absent their former purpose and a dull drizzle began to fall.

Out in the forest... All was still...
Save for the lone figure now kneeling in the centre of the scorched clearing.

Slowly, the figure began to unfold, rising to its feet and stretching to its full height the towering, broad shouldered Warrior shook back his mane of golden hair and opened his eyes...

Br'nard Even'star, chosen Warrior of Valhalla took in his surroundings as he slowly rotated his massive shoulders and thick neck, easing out the kinks before raising his head and sniffing the breeze, much like a wolf scenting its quarry.

This was the right place, the creature he sought was here somewhere and... It was not alone.

The Barbarian grinned a savage grin, the weak sunlight glinting off surprisingly long, sharp canines... A whole town and forest full of supernatural beings.

But only one was the Demon he sought.

The Warriors brows furrowed as above the thunder rumbled again, seemingly reflecting his mood....
The Demon... Or its followers were here somewhere and when he found them... His vengeance would be terrible, the foul creatures would scream in pain and terror for their crimes before he sent their souls screaming back to Hel... Or Hades or Satan or whichever foul deity had manifested them, he cared not.

Stepping forward, The Einherjar strode from the clearing and disappeared between the trees, moving in the direction of Elkhunt...