Haunted Wood Reap Rewards

it had not been unexpected. the woman's sulking, petulant remarks had been obvious enough signs of her disdain for the new warlord, her disrespect made glaringly obvious at the last hunt. and so when the girl came, it was swiftly and without pause. she spills down the rocky riverbank, the silence reminiscent of a place she'd long since left. she is rage and hate and authority, utterly silent as she lands lightly before the woman, and in one smooth motion lunges directly for her face, fangs bared and made to tear, to rend.

rolled an 11!