Snippet #2533701

Wrex walked through the daylight forest. He had a bad feeling about this hunt. First of all the reasons was the fact that the villager had no idea what creature had been breaking into his food storage. All he had known is that the creature had seemingly avoided the door as if it were not there. The second reason that Wrex had the bad feeling was just that. Teleporting creatures, or even ones that can temporarily avoid solid objects, were usually bad news.

Then he heard it. The territorial call of a telepanther. Great. A telepanther. Thought Wrex as the thing appeared from tree to tree, soon going between trees on the ground. Wrex put up his shield instinctively, moving it quickly when it disappeared for the last time.

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Several Hours Later
Wrex came to as his back smashed into a tree. This was definitely not the forest he had engaged the creature in, and it was nearing night. It must believe that it can use night to its advantage. Wrex thought as he turned to look for the creature. Instead he spotted a fire, then he heard it again. The call.

Bracing again for another attack, he managed to deflect its blow, throwing it off to the side. Wrex then began running towards the camp, turning around when he heard the creature crash into the leaves on the ground. His shield went up just in time to take the hit, throwing him across the ground. After rolling around in the direction of the camp, Wrex stood up watching for it to make a single mistake again. This time it didn't, striking Wrex in the shoulder. Wrex then grabbed the telepanther's mouth, throwing his sword into Argus's tent as he pulled the creature from his shoulder, nearly landing in the fire pit as the two rolled past the little group, struggling to kill the other.

Wrex then smacked into a tree on the other side of the camp, losing grip on the creature's mouth. However, Wrex was not out of moves, punching the creature in the side, then in the head. Then it was gone, but Wrex knew that it wasn't done. They didn't quit until they died, just like a dragonborn. Then it caught the side of his vision, causing Wrex to twist, barely dodging the creature's leaping strike. When it was directly over him, Wrex's mouth began to glow, opening just in time to catch the creature's underbelly with his acid as it landed.

The telepanther, obviously in pain, stopped. With its last bit of strength, it used its abilities to launch its now corpse at Wrex, who was now just too worn move out of the way. From the outside, for a few seconds, it may have seemed like the creature's massive body overtook the dragonborn. Soon, however, the body began to lift into the air, before being tossed off to the side slightly.

Wrex got up, not noticing any of the others in his daze, as stumbled over to his sword. The fact that it had been stabbed into the cloth of a tent didn't force him back to reality, but the feel of said cloth on his feet caused him to pause. As Wrex began to drift back into reality, his sword's tip shot into the ground. He quickly leaned on it as he struggled to stay upright.