| Gylderon ran swiftly but quietly down the path of blood and onto the road. The two warriors were no where to be seen but he could hear their heavy footfalls. He tsked tsked. If the monster was not following him, it would surely get these men. Gylderon pondered on whether to ally with these men or to keep on scouting. His mind returned to the yeti. It was killed in less than ten seconds...he began following the road slightly uphill, in the direction of the men, bow out, poisoned arrow in place. He would take no chances.
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It clicked its flap for a mouth wildly when it saw the small elf following its path to its cavern. It was so distraught that it forgot where the elf was going. Annoyed at itself for giving it a head start, it began following the road again.
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"We thank God, the all powerful and all forgiving, for putting death at the end of life and not in the beginning..."
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