| Friends-In-The-Dark | Group, Stealthy, Magical, Devious, Intelligent, Planar | |
| Claws (d6+2 damage 1 piercing) | 6 HP | 2 armor |
| Close | ||
You and your party members, Hawke and Brianne, enter the next room in the temple but it is clouded by darkness. Like a thick fog, the light of your torch nor Brianne's glowing shield can pierce it; you yell to your friends to be careful, but you can't hear them. It's eerily quite in here. You brandish your sword wildly in front of you, as you take shuffling footsteps across the stone. Something else is moving in here. Something fast. You could swear you heard it behind you, but as you turn you feel long claws rake across your arm. As you spin you bump into Hawke, he grunts and tells you to be careful. Another several claws dig into your leg from the side. You yell at Hawke that they are right in front of you and you swing wildly, connecting with something, and it falls heavily. "I heard that, you killed one. What are they?" Hawke asks in your ear from behind. As you stoop over and pull the body upright, less then a few inches from your face, you see that this is Hawke, with a massive sword wound in his head and claw marks on his cheek. Whoever is behind you isn't Hawke. Instinct: Lure, deceive, and kill travelers
Created by: AHeartDisease
