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The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 22           “So, you’re naked.” Lidda looked Naull up and down, careful to mostly avoid the bits that might make someone uncomfortable if they were being stared at. Mostly. Naull was an attractive woman - for a human , Lidda thought. Regdar and Jozan both seemed equally uncertain about the mage’s nudity; neither had looked directly at her as they’d all come together after the death of the bugbear leader Rezrek. His body still lay against the cavern floor where it fell, growing just as cold as the stone beneath him. The handle of the stone dagger still protruded from his ruined eye socket and Lidda had to avoid this as much as she could. She’d always had a thing about eyes. Tazerg was talking to the other goblins, much faster than Lidda could keep up. She’d get small pieces and then lose them almost immediately. After a minute or two she’d given up, roll...

The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 21           Lidda screamed as the bugbear crushed her forearm, the halfling woman feeling bone snap as its powerful hand yanked her from the ground and roughly carried her to the edge of the pit. Pain surged through her arm and the woman suddenly felt a wave of nausea wash over her, drawing bile into her mouth. She coughed, which racked her arm with even more blinding pain as she wriggled in the bugbear’s impossible grasp.           She looked through teary eyes at Jozan, who stood in the bottom of the pit looking horrified - and unarmored, unarmed and exhausted-looking. The halfling almost whimpered as she saw him. He couldn’t help her. If Rezrek wanted to kill her, he could. And she knew he would. She sobbed as he held her out over the pit, dangling her like an unwanted doll. She felt his grip loosen, her battered arm slippin...

The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 20           Rezrek bore down on the smaller man, swinging his warhammer hard. His arms were much longer than the little man’s and he kept him on his toes, constantly needing to back away from the bugbear’s approach. He pushed the other warrior closer to the wall, hearing the sounds of Ripper growling and snarling. Fidul’s strange yell was cut off suddenly but Rezrek didn’t care. He was fully focused on killing the man and knew that Ripper would deal with the little woman soon enough. Then they would both rip the man’s stomach open and eat his inside while he was still awake. The bugbear grinned at the thought. The man narrowed his eyes. The little one had thrown him his blade but it didn’t matter. Rezrek knew his warhammer was stronger. He was stronger. The man stepped back, wincing again as his leg continued to bleed. He was leaving footprints of blood ...

The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 19           Regdar shoved Lidda out of the way, the little woman tumbling to his side and getting back to her feet as smoothly as Regdar might slip into a saddle. As she rolled, he saw that her eyes never left the creature that charged them. Its unnatural skin-pulling trick had shaken her, the warrior knew. He’d never seen a krenshar but he’d heard tales of them. It was disgusting, sure, but Regdar had seen some strange things in his time serving the Dukes. He was harder to shake than most. The krenshar, flesh still pulled back and screaming, sank its great fangs deep into the exposed warrior’s forearm. The plating there was strong; little spikes of metal jutted out from the shaped metal and more than once Regdar had used his bracers to turn aside a blow. As the thing bit down, it growled against the spikes that dug into its mouth. Blood gushed from the wo...