Tweet
Toranos made his way to the Second Wind from Tyr's Fork. Looking upon the giant statue in the fork had put him in a foul mood and coming into view of the inn he saw two things. A halfling woman singing a song and a dead body in the bushes. After thinking for a short time he decided on the corpse of the larger being as his medium and proceeded to find an adequate work space.
Toranos took a spear from his armaments and shoved it butt first into the ground. Pushing it as deep as he could in the muddy soil he tested it to make sure it was solid. He then brought the corpse from its place in the bushes and dropped it on the spear, back first. He pressed the corpse down the shaft until it was resting on the ground.
Toranos then drew his scimitar and cut a jagged zig zag accross the corpse with the spear being the center.
Toranos fealt better now...the heretical statue out of his mind. He turned his attention to the halfling as a storm began to brew. She left before he could say anything, this disappointment did not damper his high spirits however.
Toranos walked away into the storm.
Toranos took a spear from his armaments and shoved it butt first into the ground. Pushing it as deep as he could in the muddy soil he tested it to make sure it was solid. He then brought the corpse from its place in the bushes and dropped it on the spear, back first. He pressed the corpse down the shaft until it was resting on the ground.
Toranos then drew his scimitar and cut a jagged zig zag accross the corpse with the spear being the center.
Toranos fealt better now...the heretical statue out of his mind. He turned his attention to the halfling as a storm began to brew. She left before he could say anything, this disappointment did not damper his high spirits however.
Toranos walked away into the storm.