Neverwinter Forest Bandages

Goliath stayed in his place - frozen like a gigantesque gargoyle - until a gray, colorless male showed up. The strange, much smaller wolf had his eyes locked upon him, but Goliath simply returned a clear, emotionless gaze. The wolf, while not nearly matching Goliath’s weight or height, walked straight up to him, and began to demand answers.


He shifted his gaze from the thousand-yard stare to look down upon his ‘to-be opponent’, and gave a harsh nod of acceptance. If he was to fight fairly, the opponent should know why before they call in backup. “Goliath come to fight!” he boomed. A spooked flock of crows exits nearby, in response to the giant’s terrible voice ringing out upon the forest.


“Goliath find opponent, Goliath crush - become Champion!” he roared once more, his huge, brown eyes burning with excitement. He was so close to becoming the Heda’s personal guard - the Cheka - all he needed to do was prove his strength.


Not wanting to waste any more time, he took a few steps back. Each time his massive paw touched the floor it felt as though surges of energy rushed into his tremendous, muscular legs.
“You. Hit first, hit hard” he advised, bracing himself for impact. This could very quickly become a one-sided affair, and thus he would just need to pounce at the right moment to change this battle into a curbstomp.