Dretus Returns

[Dretus 14]

Dretus looked around. He quickly realised that his huge sword GolemKlomper is missing.

"Skahin' Skavengahs," he grunts.

He didn't know where he was, only that it was snowing on him. He could hear the trickling of water but did not know where it was. Hunger was his main concern. He needed to hunt, and fast. On his belt was a fragment of his left tusk, the one that had been ripped of by the golem. It was reassuring to hold a weapon again. He noticed a lone wolf sneaking up on a herd of sheep. Hungry and alone like him, he thought.

He got up and charged at the sheep. They ran as fast as they could but not faster than the 13ft orc. He grabbed the largest ram and rammed the tusk into its skull. Dropping the ram he quickly dispatched the other sheep. He saw the wolf eyeing him warily. Dretus threw the smallest of the sheep to the wolf and begin eating the sheep raw, savouring the warm blood dripping down his chin.

After cleaning the wool from his teeth he set off, determined to find his Uruk Brudahs. He roars half-hoping for a reply. When none comes he carries on, witht the wolf following happily.