Snippet #9965

Rh'rohild had been walking for a long time. He did not know what was driving him, nor did he care. He only knew that something was wrong.
He was deep in thought, but stopped before a large clearing. A huge fiery beast with what looked like stone for skin loomed above the trees, speaking in a language that Rh'rohild couldn't understand. But that didn't matter. What mattered was that something about this creature was wrong. Unequivocally, unquestionably wrong. Rh'rohild knew that it didn't belong here, and he was going to make sure that it didn't. He started preparing a powerful spell that he hoped would counter the dark flames, but he knew he had made a mistake. The giant rock creature turned a roared, and Rh'rohild knew that he couldn't win. So he ran.
Only a few minutes later he heard a cracking sound and turned. The creature that was chasing him roared in pain and frustration as its flames extinguished and the boulders that made up its body turned to fine ash as they tumbled down.
Rh'rohild found himself at the mouth of a dark and foreboding cave...