Dragoncrest Cliffs Trident

Rodyn and Njord’s ambush sent the small group of seals into a panic. A cacophony of loud grunts barked from their prey as they squirmed on the sand in an attempt to beeline towards the sea. Then, like an arrow, Swordfish emerged and bisects the group. The lad zeroes in on one in particular. Njord sees it too. Now, their pursuit began in earnest.

Like the three prongs of a trident, the wolves meet upon their target. Njord does not take his foot off the gas. Quickly, he is upon the seal! Violently! The man’s teeth dig into the seal’s nape. It is a carefully chosen spot - if Njord was too low, the seal could turn around for a bite.

His mighty jaws are a vice upon their quarry. The seal struggles hard. Njord puts his weight down, burdening it, as his red tail lashes for counterbalance. Their fight was not over – the seal could still get away… but soon, two more men would be upon the animal. Surely, victory was theirs.