They knew when a bigger predator was around. She went inside the cave past some docile skale. Wet charr ran past me once the big skale lay at my feet. Dark energy doesn’t care about inside or out. Skale wounds heal fast except when they bleed on the inside. It was a tough fight, but I had sharpened my axe a bit on some weaker skales’ faces on the hill. No one was coming, so I made a move on the skale. Can’t blame them much, but they were cowards. Siege whelps wanted to fight rock instead of the ghosts.
Bits of Ascalon stone from a ruined kingdom rained down at my feet. Mortar fire exploded behind me as siege whelps were learning to fire their craft. The other fellah would probably just go down anyway in front of the skale’s razor claws. I stood up the hill watching the skale move, too early for anyone else to help. Said something about the skale I was going to kill anyway. Waterfall ahead made her hair damp devourer farm behind her made her smell bad. Or, rather Gearclaw put his paw up to show that no more mines would be thrown our way. Didn’t want to drop a mine at his feet to get us both. Gearclaw went down quick after we attacked him from both sides. Just a puppet anyway, clipped of its strings. Had to kill off my blood fiend to remain in the fight. Finally saw him jump in just after a mine clipped me. I wondered if the charr I helped was still with me or if he had fled. I saw him shrug off the first few blows I sent his way. Didn’t like that I helped the other youngblood up.
Now he would be tougher on the both of us. Still had pink scars on his face from when my astral claws raked across his face.
Jeers of the instructor were drowned out by the mines roaring up in response. Helped the fellah to his feet in between mine blasts. Fellow charr didn’t skip about quickly enough and was lying on the ground begging for mercy. Say they he trains skills, but really he just likes to throw mines at us. He or she was close, and I knew exactly who did it. I saw a fellow charr go down on my compass. Most of the Plains of Ashford were quiet because a few of us saw that they had opened the gates to the Black Citadel an hour too soon. Hope you enjoy, but if you don’t… you’ve been warned. I had started there when I found the servers had opened early like my bud, Lewis B at Tap Repeatedly ( read his amazing account here). It’s a small, early part of the charr zone in Plains of Ashford. Fanfic Warning: the following is part of my actual play in the press beta written “in voice.” I just needed to write something quick in a different way because my PvE article is getting monstrous.