Onward to Adventure: Chapter 3

The Ulurugg charged at our hero who quickly rolled out of its path, it would have been useless to try and hide from it now that he was spotted. The hero drew his axe and stood up to face the creature. It towered over him, steam shooted out of its nostrils, its hot breath felt overbearing, as the hero was used to the cold air of the cave.  The beast did its best to intimidate him, but our hero was unmoved.

The gargantuan monster raised a long arm and swung it at him, he dodged and swung at the monster.  With surprising agility, it dodged and jumped towards the hero.  The hero blocked its mighty fists with the halt of his axe.  The two were locked in a stalemate, each pushing on the other, snarling  and gritting their teeth.  Our hero looking more animalistic as the fight went on.  Our hero landed a successful slice at the Ulurugg, lodging his axe into its right arm.  The creature, now in a fit of rage ripped a stalagmite out of the ground and used it as a club of sorts.  The Ulurugg whacked our hero in his side, which sent him toppling to the floor.  

Things  were looking grim for him as the behemoth lumbered over to his body, clutching its right arm, it made a sound that was eerily close to a human laugh.  Suddenly, he realized how close his axe had fallen to him, in a swift motion he reached for his axe and dug it straight into its leg., the big blade bit deep into the beast’s thigh.  It let out a mighty roar, shaking the entire cavern, bits of rock were falling from the ceiling.  The creature clutched it;s side as our hero pulled the axe out and swiftly cracked it right into the creature’s back.  

At last, the Ulurugg was defeated, with a final ear splitting roar it exhaled its dying breath.  The hero sliced the massive head off of the now cooling body to bring back for his reward.  He exits the cave, carving as much useful materials from the corpse as he can carry beforehand.  The sky was now growing dark, as he exited from the mouth of the cave and the first hints of the night sky were beginning to show.  The long horned ants were chirping in the twilight and he could see the distant glow of the village he passed through in the morning in the distance.  Holding the head of the recent kill under his arms he says out loud in an exhausted voice, “All in a day's work.”.

Onward to Adventure Chapter 2

The interior of the cave was dark and damp. The floor was clouded by a thick fog and anything could be underneath. Our hero took each step lightly and carefully as to avoid any traps that may still remain.  He heard the faint squeaking of cave mice and the fluttering of the leathery wings of the bats.  Other than that, there was silence, no dripping water, no wind passing through the holes in the ceiling of the cave.  Our hero felt unnerved by the quiet, he drew his axe, expecting the creature to jump out from the darkness.  He saw an opening to get deeper into the cave and walks through it.  There sleeping in the corner, on a bed of bones lies the Ulurugg.  

The creature stands on all fours and is about 7 feet tall, around 10 when it stands on its back feet.  It has large antlers that are stained at the tips from the blood of its last kill.  It has the face of a bear and it’s hind legs are also similar to those of a bear.  It’s forelimbs are long and it walks on its knuckles when it is on all fours.  The Ulurugg are known for terrorizing encroaching homesteads and will eat anything that tries to fight it.  It then drags the corpse to its cave to use the bones to ward off anything from going near its cave.

Our hero had to be very careful, the Ulurugg have a very keen sense of hearing and he had to try to kill it in its sleep, taking one on when it is awake is a foolish mistake.  One step at a time, he almost glides through the fog covering the floor of the room.  He got closer and the creature has yet to stirr.  Suddenly, he heard a high pitched, hurt squeak from underneath his boot, he has stepped on the tail of a mouse.  He lifted up his boot and the mouse scurried off into the skull of a deer in the corner of the cave.  

A low growl came from the Ulurugg, his long ears twitched, he heard the mouse and began to wake up. It rolled off of its makeshift bed and got on all fours,  Our hero swiftly ducked into the fog and remains still.  The darkness of the cave, combined with the shroud of fog should keep him hidden from the monster.  The Ulurugg lumbered around the room, trying to find the source of the noise.

Suddenly the monster stopped,  sniffed the air and stood on it’s back legs and beat its chest and let out a mighty roar that echoed like thunder inside the cave.  The monster looked in the direction of our hero and bared his teeth.  He then realized that the Ulurugg knew that he was there.

Onward to Adventure part one maybe?

It was a crisp autumn morning, he could tell by the cool wind that woke him up.  He left his window open the night before so that he could wake up early to prepare for his adventure.  He sprang out of his bed and ran into the main room of his cabin.  He packed his knapsack with his compass, his telescope, his journal, a pen, and a key to get back into his house.  He ate a breakfast consisting of bread and apple cider.  He took one last look around his house, and grabbed his axe on the way out the door.  And thus began our hero’s great adventure.

He walked along the path through the woods that connected his house to the main roads of the rest of the empire.  He looked up at the sky and saw that it was all sorts of vibrant yellows and oranges.  At last he saw the point where the path connected to the cobblestone road that would take him to his next. All the while, not pausing or slowing down, a face of sheer determination on his face.  As the morning sky fades into the blue of the day our hero sees  a village that the road goes through.

The village seemed to not really be anything special, standard one floor wooden houses with as he got closer, had traditional carvings on the pillars, carvings of dragons, bears, deer and fish, along with other animals that he could not yet make out.  As he got closer he could see people in the streets, men dressed in tunics with fur hats that covered their ears and foreheads from the mid morning chill that still lingered from the early morning.  Their black and brown boots which had a hint of tan from the dusty roads and alleyways that ran through and around the different buildings.  He saw them all rush to their jobs, our hero waved to the blacksmith,, the baker, the guards and the other commonfolk of the town.  They all knew him for his good deeds in the town, but no one stopped him, they knew that today was a very important task. He past through the town and got to the end where he saw the road fork to the left and right.

He veered to the right which lead up the black mountains, they are called the black mountains 

because of the high concentration of magnetite, the only remaining evidence  that this mountain was 

once an ancient volcano.  He got to the foot of the mountain and saw the mouth of the cave he 

needed to go in, a thin mist of fog emitted from it, skulls from other failed adventures, were sat on 

elephant tusks and lined the path to the cave.  The hero took one deep breath and walked into the 

darkness.