Post by deepwallow on Dec 1, 2013 13:22:44 GMT -5
It's one thing to catch a famous bandit. But it's another thing to keep a famous bandit caught.
And so this lesson was learned by the unfortunate guards that had captured the Iron Wolf. A lesson learned too late, as their patrol lay dead now by the side of the road, claw marks gored deep into them as the once-captive bandit fished a key out of the captain's pocket and undid the shackles around his hands. The poor fools never stood a chance. With a satisfying 'click' the last shackle came off and Bjorn cracked his neck and flexed his hands, getting the feeling back into them. The metal claws that had been burned and merged with his hands were bloodied, and he wiped them off on one of the dead men before looking around with his static blue eyes. He had to get out of there now, or someone else could find him. Quickly taking the gold on their persons, Bjorn started off into the frozen woods, hoping no other patrol or someone would come too soon and find his trail before he was long gone
And so this lesson was learned by the unfortunate guards that had captured the Iron Wolf. A lesson learned too late, as their patrol lay dead now by the side of the road, claw marks gored deep into them as the once-captive bandit fished a key out of the captain's pocket and undid the shackles around his hands. The poor fools never stood a chance. With a satisfying 'click' the last shackle came off and Bjorn cracked his neck and flexed his hands, getting the feeling back into them. The metal claws that had been burned and merged with his hands were bloodied, and he wiped them off on one of the dead men before looking around with his static blue eyes. He had to get out of there now, or someone else could find him. Quickly taking the gold on their persons, Bjorn started off into the frozen woods, hoping no other patrol or someone would come too soon and find his trail before he was long gone
