Wolf's Story

Wolf woke from his sudden and deep sleep to notice the tent around him. In his daze he slowly sniffed to ensure that he was in no form of danger, after which he walked slowly out from the tent to see R'Nieth sitting on the log where Wolf had fallen asleep on. "I can see that you wished no harm come to me R'Nieth." Wolf then began to look around at the barriers "Well, for most this is impressive casting, but for magi, this could use some work. How do you stand when you cast?" Wolf asked with a look of curiosity and the stance of a trainer.

"I did NOT wish ANY harm upon you. I am indeed one who is looking for comrades. A comrade would not have left you to fend for yourself." R'Nieth got up from the log, and walked over to where Wolf was standing. As if he was going to spar, or show him something proper. Much like R'Nieth's father used to do. Hopefully nowhere near as rough as his father once did. R'Nieth took a stance, legs slightly seperated, but parrallel to each other, he put his hands into a conjuring position, where his hands where inchese apart in a semi-circle (something he was told to do since he was an amature, something about it being the simplest way to gather ki and magi). He began to summon some magi into the area, per his regular training regime, a ball of swirling blue/green tendrils began to form inbetween his hands. "This is my normal way of conjuring and summoning, I know there are several different methods to do what I am doing right now, even though it is so simple and basic. The one who taught me was a traveling mage, who told me I had potential, and taught me this and all of the barrier spells I know. It is the most basics of basics, yet I have not mastered it in the month that I have learned it." R'Nieth threw the tendrils at the barrier, to stregnthen them.

Then he took up his second basic stance. He put one foot 6 inches back, and raised his left hand in a waving manner, he swirled his right hand in a mimicing motion, but in the opposite direction. Creating a circle of energy upon three rotations. The circle created a clear mirror of the land around them from a birdseye point of view, it showed up to 5 miles of their immediate location. The picture was crystal clear, and adjustable, it left no residual magic nor where thier any sloppy magi seething from it, it was undetectable to the average mage. Anyone adept enough could tell the amount of magi being put into it, an excessive amount, showing he didn't use an altering algorythms or adjustment spells to keep effeciency. Anyone adept enough could tell how much of an ametuer he was. But would know he was very good for what he accomplished in the time he learned the techniques. "This is my Range Mirror, a hunting skill I learned to help me survive. It's an advance technique, along with the barriers I know, but they are both still sloppy. If I was not using dark fire magic to conjure these, they would fail everytime. It's only because of the nature of the technique that I am able to use it. Apparently I have an affinity for dark fire magic. But the castes themselves can be used with light-fire or dark-fire, even though they are light arcane in nature. I still don't understand it, that is what the wizard explained to me. I have kittle knowledge of hybrid magic. Which is apparently what this is, and what I have an affinity for. Hence why I am looking for a master, an companions who might assisst in my learning and understanding."

"Let me teach you a bit harder of a stance. This one focuses on casting through focus, reducing magium use and, for those who are good at focusing, difficulty of casts. Now you stand with your feet together and your hands about a foot apart just above the belly button." Wolf takes the stance, breaths deep, and then just outside of R'Nieth's barriers appear barriers that seem quite a bit stronger, and then Wolf breaths out, getting out of his stance. "You see, for hunters like you and me, this stance is perfect. It hardly draws on our magium and allows us to cast with much greater ease, but for those who don't have that excessive level of focus or who are in combat this stance is useless. Now take the stance, breath in, and focus on the spell you wish to cast. We will see then just how much of an affect your stance has."

R'Nieth took the stance, and breathed in deeply, focusing on the task he wished to get done, which at the moment seemed to be just strengthen his own barrier with pouring an excessive amount of magium into it. He concentrated, and concentrated, until several moments later, his barrier turned a darker more solid blue. The barrier would be stronger, and more solid, as well as harder to detect. R'Nieth let go of the stance, looking a bit nauseous. as nauseous as a snake can look anyway. "This is harder to do, maybe because I focus on magic more than...well, focus. It may take me time to master that, I feel more easy of cast though, it is just the focusing part. It takes more concentration on a different source of energy, or does it? Am I still drawing on the dark-fires?"

"No, no, no. You need to focus on the spell, not on the cast, and not the energy source. You are obviously thinking too much on the what has to be done and not enough on the actual spell. You must focus on the output, not on the input or the process, that is if you are only doing one cast at a time." Wolf said with a teacher's tone. "Now let us try again after you feel recovered. Use your abilities of a hunter, and focus on the output of the spell."

Abilities as a hunter? R'Nieth sat for a second, concentrationing on a quick rejuvination. He really thought he had it, but maybe that was not the point? Maybe it was a thing of completion, rather than the task. R'Nieth was always taught the journey is worth more than the destination, but maybe this is a case where the completion of task determines the quality of the journey. That made sense. R'Nieth decided to go about trying again after poundering upon this. The got up, and assumed the stance again. He focused on the output, like the walf said, concentrating on what he wanted to happen, rather than the method of doing it. After visualizing a strong vibrating barrier that would keep all predators out, several things happened. The first being, R'Nieth felt a small surge come from his body, but seeing how as he had his eyes closed, he knew not what it looked like. The second thing, he could feel a formula in his mind and soul complete itself, as if whatever method that was used to cast, completed itself without thought or provacation. The third, was a vibrating feeling imminating around him. He could feel the barrier erect itself, with a strong vibrating aura. Anyone looking at it from the inside would see a gree/blue aura pulsating as a barrier. The outside would see nothing. The fourth thing was R'Nieth coming to realized he could sense the barrier in its completion, along with the barrier that was erected by the wolf. It was not a strong feeling, just an awareness of it's presence. The last thing, was an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion. Not because of the cast, but because of all of the feeling's and realizations happening at once. R'Nieth fell forward from his stance, after the completion of the cast. Hopefully, the wolf would catch him.

Wolf grabbed at the back of R'Nieth's cloak and caught him from his fall. "You are the third person who I have seen that perfected that stance on the second try. The first was me, seeing as that was when I was first being taught magic after hunting for some years, and the second was an older hunter who needed help to hunt due to his age. But now you see how your background as a hunter helps with the stance." Wolf paused again, making sure that R'Nieth was standing on his own. "Now you have learned the first practical thing that I can teach you. Do you wish to know exactly how the stance works?" Wolf asked with that sound of someone who likes to show others new things.

"Y..yes." R'Nieth had to catch his balance, because the world was spinning around him slightly. The feelinf of it all, the awareness, overwhelmed him greatly. It was all too much to take in. HE gathered himself slowly, breathing in deaply and making sure to not fall once he was not being held from slaming into the ground. "Thank you for catching me." R'Nieth was not one for embaressment, so although he isn't one for pride, he gave respect where it was due. But don't let him be caught in an awkward situation, or just a situation he should not be in, it would not matter to him.

"I would like you to show me, please." R'Nieth took a step back, and a deep breath and. Catching his strength, so that he was prepared for anything. HE was not used to passing out, even if was for only a few seconds. That is considered more of a black out right? He was not used to blacking out.

"You are welcome for the catching." Wolf gets his legs into the correct position for the stance. "Having your legs like this allows you to absorb magium from the ground, and if you have not noticed we are near a conduit line which presents a large amount of magium for absorption." Then he puts his arms into position. "Having your arms like this allows the absorbed magium to for, where your thoughts of the output will form its shape. The reason that the hands are kept right above the belly button is because the belly button was once a place where everything went in and when you are born it becomes a place where things are easily channeled through. Then the rest is either focusing or helping with the focusing, this is what causes the magium to form into the cast. That is why this stance is so useful and unique, as it allows someone with almost no skill in magic to cast with ease, so long as they can focus on the result. While most other stances force you to think of the flow of magium or of other parts of the casts forming, this stance makes you focus on just the outcome. But your first try at the stance did show a good basis for a caster." Wolf explained.

"I see. That explains the second cast result." R'Nieth decided it would be best if he could somehow learn all he could from this wolf. It would present much of a good basis for the magics of casting. Although he is not the master R'Nieth is looking for, R'Nieth will not pass him up as a companion. "Would you mind if I travel with you for a while? You are knowledgeable, and skilled. So I don't have to worry about you dying around me. I also dont have to worry about any unforseen backstabbing either. My guess is, I can learn the basic from you." R'Nieth was not trying to be forceful, only direct. As is his nature, but he would provide reason for thier companionship. No sane person would not plead a case for something they wanted, unless they just werent the types to do so. In which cse that ie completely understandable.

R'Nieth decided to sit down for a bit, he was slightly overwhelmed at the informational overload from earlier. It was night, so it would be ok for him to sleep. Although usually he would be up and about, and only sleep 4 hours. As is his nature, for being part snake anyway. Wolf had slept clear through the day eariler, so they had a few hours to rest and do some talking after R'Nieth took a nap. "Do you mind if I power nap for a few hours?" R'Nieth didn't exactly wait for answer, he pulled his hoodie on closer to cover his face, so that there were only shadows showing. He then sat back against the log and dozed.

Wolf, knowing by the look of R'Nieth, knew that there was no way to wake him up now. So he decided that a note would be the best way to do this. "Yes, it is always good to have someone who is loyal and able to hold their own when exploring new areas. Do to the off sleep schedule we had today, we should be leaving around noon. We will be following the Duricion Conduit Line, and then branching off along the human roads close to the Ut'Res Conduit Line so that we don't get lost. We will wait about a month before entering human cities so that we can learn enough about them to not offend them or break any of there laws." Wolf then left the note by R'Nieth's head before going back into his tent to sleep. Fortunately for him, being part wolf meant Wolf never had to worry about not being able to sleep.

R'Nieth dreamt that night, he dreamed of the time he spent with his father hunting. Happier, simpler times. Before the deaths. Before the tragedies, all of which he wanted to forget, but could never allow himself to. For he felt responsible. R'Nieth had grown weary on his travels, being alone took a toll on his mental state. He only ran into the occasional hunter, and wandering wizard. Outside of that, it was just his reptilian buddies, roaming the lands, that he communicated with. His dream started simple enough, that is, with his father, hunting and learning. He was young then, and totally aware of the dangers of the world, but not quite all of them.

R'Nieth was croached in the bushes behind shrub, and low branches. There was leaves and other things to conceal he and his father's presense from roaming wild life. By this point, R'Nieth had master the art of hiding. But as always, with his fathers standards and accelerated learning courses, R'Nieth always had more to learn. Arlaniard Volger was a very strict teacher, he didn't tolerate rookie mistakes. Often times, there were harsh punishments to not doing something correctly. So if you were to learn from him, you would have to learn to pay close attention. Focus was a definite ey to working alongside him. Wether it be in smithing, hunting, crafting, or even cooking. You had to learn to keep up with him, or pay consequences. R'Nieth's father was a very disciplined and skilled hunter, who learned from his father. Arlaniard was telling R'Nieth how being stealthy didn't always mean not being seen or heard, because sometimes, that is what is going to drive someone into forgetting about other more clever traps. Something about subterfuge, R'Nieth didn't quiet understand this advanced tactic. But he would learn soon.

"R'Nieth my ssson. Understand, that you will be caught in sssituations, where you have to sssscavange for food, and there will only be prey availible, that have the wits to sssurvive. Outsmarting them, requires clever thinking. Take this lumbering jackel-rabbit here." Arlaniard pointed to a figure 100 meters away. R'Nieth could barely make out the outline of the beast as he was approaching from afar. Arlaniard could see up to distances as far as a mile away. But it was straining work, and at his age, its really more like 3/4ths of a mile. R'Nieth was working on such feats. "This is a creature I am going to teach you how to hunt today. These are creatures that know their way around foreign, and familiar territory, due to thier enhanced sssense of smell and thermo-vision. They can see patterns of foots prints that have been stepped on from as old as a week. Which is unheard of really, my ssson. Honestly I don't know how they do it, must be sssome crossbreeding thing...heh...getting back to subject, these creature can see a ssshort distance of 100 meters, about as far as we are. But the difference here, is that they have a few weaknesses. They can't run ina zig zag pattern, due to their immense forward running speed, when in jackel form. Right now, it's in rabbit form, we will take it in this form, but it will be difficult. You want to get it in it's more vicious state. It's not to cautious or fleeing, and it wont try to outsmart you, just escape or lure you into an open area once it's pissed enough to transform." R'Nieth looked upen the jackel-rabbit as it came withen a reasonable 50 meters, at this distance, R'Neith could make out the look of the prey. It was small, about a foot tall, and 2 feet long. It was chubby, and looked to have elongated claws, for digging, and long hindlegs. The color of it was odd, it was white in the body, but the long ears and legs/feet were black and red respectively. It had green eyes, and what seemed to be a very cautious and timid look to it. R'Nieth couldn't quite grasp the danger of such a small looking creature, but knew from his experience with tranformative beast, that this was probably a ruse for it to draw prey to him. R'Nieth would not fall for it. "Understand, my ssson. This is a beast you want to take head on when by himself, and from the sssshadows when in a pack. Right now, I will teach you the ssshadow way of taking him down." Arlaniard backed up a bit, and jumped to a low branch, then proceeded to run up the tree, over to the next with amazing speed. The trees were bunched together, being a forest and all. R'Nieth followed his father and teacher, finding it not so difficult, for they have done this before. His father stopped in a tree, that was overlooking the jackel-rabbit from about 10 meters away, but they were a ways up, about 2 stories.

"R'Nieth, I am going to provoke it, and make it want to run, it'll run into one of the traps we have sssset up nearby. Understand this is ssssomething you need to learn, how to trick your prey, or enemies into believing that they have either the advantage, or that they have a chance of essscape. You will learn to ssshow them otherwise." Arlaniard stated. After he finished stating the lesson plan, he hopped down from the tree, and began the demostration. R'Nieth new there were 15 traps, in the surrounding area of a mile, that were set up before hand. R'Nieth did a mental sweep of the area, making sure to follow the movements of the now surprised jackel-rabbit. The transformation did not start immidiately like R'Nieth thought it would, in fact, the rabbit simply bolted in the opposite direction. Being surprised by a 6'8 man with nothing on but a damn loincloth, with green skin and a murderous gleam in his eyes, would leave R'Neith surprised as well. Arlaniard ran after the rabbit with surprising speed and agility, dodging branches, and completely hopping over 4 foot high fallen trees. R'Neith followed in the trees above, making sure to keep track of them both. Arlaniard got ahead on the left side of the rabbit, and threw a dagger at the rabbits feet, missing on prupose, to coax it into the western traps. "Yea, come on you meaty prey, lunch will be ssserved with you in a sssstew!" My father yelled, having far too much fun, and leaving R'Nieth thinking 'What part of this is fricking stealth? I may be 12, but I know screaming about food while hunting is not the way to go.'

The rabbit apeared to be at a lost, as he was having daggers being thrown at him, left and right, as if he was being purposefully hearded. Eventually, it got frustrated, and came into a landing. After which, it turned around, and stood its ground. He looked very peeved, and was going to transform. It's face started to elongate, and it started to loose some of its fur, the fur retracted into the body, leaving small rough hair. The color began to turn from white, to a blackish color, the red from the ears and feet began to blend into streaks along the body. Arlaniard came into the landing right before it finished, R'Nieth on his tail from above. Arlaniard yelled out to R'Nieth for him to throw the daggers that would trigger the trap. R'Nieth threw the daggers, four of them at the jackel-rabbit, impaling it 2 of its feet, as he was instructed to do with all his prey if they were transforming. R'Nieth had missed the other two, or rather, the jackel seemd to have dodged them, he was sure to get scolded about that later. The jackel rabbit stopped mid tranrformation, looking confused and very angry. It didn't seem to register the pain right away. R'Nieth spotted the wires from his spot and threw two more daggers, severing the wires that would make everything fall into motion. Arrows came flying out of the tree branches, in a predesignated fashion, showering the clearing to kill anything as big as a troll. But they were flying in a shion that would aim for the knees, and eyes of the trolls. If the troll was not in a specific area, the arrows would keep flying, and sever another wire that would trigger more arrows. It was a clever trap, that only needed one trigger. It would self trigger after that. The jackel-rabbit looked confused and tried to dodge the first few arrows, as it saw them coming, but got impaled, due to its feet being inpaled from earlier. The jackel bit three arrows from the air, surprisingly, even through it being impaled from left to right. The trap was clever, in its self adjusting manner, it was set up in a way that would kill different types of creatures, but if certain arrows did not hit, it would just stop sending arrows for that specific kind of kill, and just send arrow for the next pre-thought out kill that the hunter prepared for. With all creatures, they needed only be impaled in certain places for immobilazation, and then the death strike.

After about 45 seconds of arrows flying. They stopped, and the jackel had been impaled in its body 7 times, in its head once, and in its feet by R'Nieths daggers. But the jackel had apparently caught a few of the arrows in its mouth, clearly able to keep up with the speed and tragectory of the barrage, but could not withstand the sheer number of arrows. "Now, ssson. Come down here." Alaniard commanded. R'Nieth obeyed, jumping down, and gazzing up at his father. R'Nieth stood at his father's side at about 5'4. Short for his reptilian race, tall for his age. "This is the result of clever coaxing, and planning. Lure your enemies and prey alike into your traps. Whilst ssstaying weary of other traps, prey, opponents, environmental hazzzards and people in your sssurroundings. Ssstealth does not always mean you will need the advantage, nor does it always mean you have to sssstay hidden. Remember that, my ssson." R'Nieth remembered smiling at his father, as his father looked at him with pride. Arlaniard puth his hand on his sons shoulder, an d started talking. But now words came from his mouth. R'Nieth started to look confused, as thememory became blury.

R'Nieth's dream skipped to another scene. He was traveling, after his village was raided, whilst he was out hunting for his family. He was not there at the time of the raid, and he was devestated by what he found he gotten back. He began traveling a week after this, hoping to find a wizard, who could teach him to go back in time and prevent the deaths. IF only he was there. It didn't matter that he was 13 when it happened. He blamed his father, after he found out that his father was nowhere to be found at the time. His mother died in the squarelling, and his sister, who survived, tole him about what happend. The villagers drove the raiders out, after having been taught to defend themselves by the local rayal guards, due to Reiya Volger's efforts, and hard work. R'Nieth loved his mother Reiya, she was always there to care for him after a hard weeks training with his father. His sister loved her even more than he did. After Reiya died protecting her daughter, Lexaiya Volger, my sister, told me about what happened. R'Nieth had mad sure every one was ok, apparently there was only one death thanks to the local guards help, from a tip off. No one knew who tipped the guard off, but after they came, no one else died. They were too late to save Reiya, which R'Nieth hated them for. But it was not thier duty to protect her, it was his father's and his. So R'Neith set out to find a local wozard, who often helped with enchanting the stones, and steel for the families crafting. His father was always in contact with said person, and R'Nieth was determined to find out where his father ws during that time, and what he was doing. R'Nieth had just started to think of possible leads, when one of the local merchants who works at the docks of the next city over, told him of the dealings with their family and the wizard. He being a friend of the family, made his a very trust worthy person. R'Nieth would start his journey by finding this wizard.

R'Nieth awoke slowly, being stirred by a spider that had crawed onto his hand. He looked at the spider, as he regained his conciousness, and remembered that he fallen asleep from exhaustion. He raised his hand, and looked at the spider carefully, recognizing its breed, and put his hand down to scoot it along. The 7 inch spider was of one the rare breeds of its species. A desert spider that wad a friendly nature towards reptiles, and most larger animals. But it's poison was potent, and R'Nieth often collected it when ever he could find them. This particular spider had been following R'Nieth for a month, taking a liking toward R'Nieth's scent, and kind nature. Aparantly, although he could directly speak with the creature, the creature could communitcate with his bretheren. They would tell him what the spider was feeling. So R'Nieth would allow the black-blue wolf spider to follow him how he saw fit. R'Nieth looked at the camp that was set, and noticed the barrier was still up. Looking strong. R'Nieth also noticed the sun breaking the horizon, and saw that the wolf was asleep, or so it seemed. R'Nieth woutld get up from his relaxed sitting position, and do his mornign work out routine. He put his sword down on the log, and began stretching. One he did that for 15 minutes, he began to flip in place, and then spring to lunges then pushups. He did 5 reps of 45 of those. He proceeded to practice his taichi and wingchun routines, mixing them together, and seperating them again. He picked up his sword, mid sweep of a pose, and drew it into his practice. This would continue until the sun rose completely.

When R'Nieth had put his sword on the log, the minimal audible sound of the blade hitting the sheath sent sent Wolf strait up and into the tree above him. He had launch himself up into the tree with his right arm while grabbing his bow with the left arm. The odd thing that was now obvious, to anyone who paid attention to Wolf's leap, was that he had planned where he put his bow and where he chose to sleep.

After realizing that it was R'Nieth who woke him, Wolf slowly got out of the tree and walked lazily into the woods. "We will be needing some food here soon, or at least I will. I should be back around sunrise." Wolf said to R'Nieth.

With almost clockwork timing, Wolf appeared back at the camp with two extremely large jackel-rabbit. "You would not believe the size of the local jackel-rabbits! Something here must be causing them to grow quite quickly." Wolf started to have that teacher look again. "You want to learn a type of magic that doesn't even require a stance?"

After R'Nieth was done practicing, he did a cool down routine, that involved deep controlled breathing. He would inhale and exhale deeply rythmically, and controlled. He was defenitily in the zone whilst his routine was being practiced, and then he became aware once again. He would notice Wolf coming back, he would make sure to engage him.

"Hey, did you mention a jackel-rabbit? I hunted those as a child. How big are they around here?" R'Nieth said. "I think that they are so interesting to hunt. Did you know a strong enough jackel-rabbit can tack on a troll? To anwer your question, yes. But answer mines first."

"Look at these damn things, in rabbit form they are as big as my arm. If I had felt like a fight, I think that they would have been as big as me in jackel form." Wolf snickered. "And yes, I have watched one kill a troll before. The troll had the most confused face I have ever seen. That however doesn't scare me. How were you taught to hunt them? I learned to use the natural endurance of my wolf half to run them till they can run no more. This also helps to make the meat tender, for some odd reason."

R'Nieth walked over to wear the wolf was , thinking not to get too excited over the wolfs natural hunting abilities, nor trip up over the fact that he had never actually hunted a jackel-rabbit quite so big. They were pretty damn big, but not this big. He examined the jackel -rabbits, noticing a peculiar scent to them. As if they were somehow, infected. He wasn't sure, maybe it had something to do with the odd coloring of the jackel-rabbit themselves, as well. R'Nieth couldn't put his fingure on it, but he just chalked it up to the difference in region, and eating habits. "These are pretty darn big, anything special about this region that makes them grow this big?" R'Nieth inquired as he looked them over again. He would grab one, and carry it over to the camp sight, looking to skin and cook it. He didn't need much to eat, since his metabolism was so extrordinarily slow. One big meal like this, would last him for 3 months. if he rationed it on a weekly basis, eating a big portion every week or two.

"Where did you find these? I haven't seen one since I entered this region. My normal style of hunting involves lure and kill tactics, or hurding tactics. With these, I usually just killl from a distance, using prior set traps. Nothing special, recently I have been just tusseling head on with creatures, to build a stronger base of strength and speed. I really need that as a hunter. Although I strike fast, I'm not as fast as my race is to be expected of."

"The wolf beastmen of this area hunt only very large prey. They also help the animals around here to grow large by chasing them around to make them more meat and less fat, as there is such a large amount of food around here that it is necessary to avoid the prey being all fat. These two however, were killed using my brutish side. They must have been used to the fact that once they were ready to fight back that the wolves ran. This was obviously a foolish mistake." Stated Wolf in his normal, teacher voice. Once one looked at Wolf, it was obvious that he had been hit by the fact that there was some blood on his fur that smelled like him. The jackel-rabbits, on the other hand, had beep claw marks across the stomach and a mark from a large, fatal bite on their necks.

R'Nieth noticed that there were many blood splatters on the man he would be soon calling teacher for some time. He was not sure what the blood was at first, because he couldn't distinguish the smell apart from the sweat coming from himself, due to the previous workout routine he was doing, and from the sweat coming of the wolf. But now, the scent was fairly obvious and very strong, now that it was mentioned, and R'Nieth actually noticed the difference in the blood splatter scents, as well as the blood of the jackel-rabbit in comparison to the ones that he used to hunt. R'Nieth looked the wolf and nodded, admiring his intellect and experience. "I find that to be fascinating and quiet exciting considering the difference in environment. The breed is the same, but the environment is completely different, which makes for different upbringing of the same or similar breeds elsewhere...fascinating."

R'Nieth decided that he would openly state his strong feelings about the entire situation they were in, he stalk away, and talk over his shoulder, heading in the direction of camp, and the camp fire. "You want me to help cook? I can make a mean Jack-o-butterbear stew. I need to acquire some honey, preferably from Fire-Blend Orange Jackets, but they can be regular badger bees. I don't have any, but I was told it was easy to find an orange jacket bee, all you had to do was lay out the blood of a jackel-rabbit and mix it with lime. Which I have here." R'Nieth was so excited about cooking, and learning new methods to live, survive, become stronger, and magic, that he didn't give Wolf a chance to answer his initial question about the helping him carry his large score. He just went to the fire, threw a large mount of tender and couple logs in, heading to his luggage to gather the materials needed for the cooking and summoning of bees, directly after.

"I would be careful when dealing with any predatory animal around here. Remember that all the animals around here are far larger than what they normally are." There was somewhat of a nervous tone in Wolf's voice. "Last time I saw a bee around here, it was as big as my hand with a stinger the size of a dagger." It was becoming obvious that Wolf did not want to meet with any of the local insects. "Most of the hunters around here are killed by the massive insects. One of the locals had managed to hunt a man eating grasshopper the size of me without standing on its back legs."

"No need to worry, the animals and bees around here should be...wait, did you say giant grasshoppers?" R'Nieth was never duly worried about big things, but if grasshoppers, which were already big for an insect, could be as big as he said they could be...then R'Nieth could hold out on getting the bees to come to him. Then again, the bees had to have the best honey he had ever tasted, I mean, there digestive system must be huge. Plus they would need constant drinking of water, and this place seemed like it could provide for the bees to grow that big. But R'Nieth thought better of it. He presumed a swarm of giant bees was bag for any warrior that was not magically inclined. "You know what? How about I just use my spices? You want to skin that for me?" R'Nieth took out some portable collapsible pots and pans, taking out some left over rind, and fruits. Preparing a nice stew would be nice, but he had to simmer some of the spices first. R'Nieth got to work near the firs, making sure to tend to it for proper temperatures.