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The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 4 New Koratia, Current Year 575 Readying (Spring) 27, Earthday Naull moved through the rolling hills of the hinterlands easily and at a calm pace. She knew the walk to Fairbye well enough and wanted to take her time. She’d made great time, setting a good rhythm as she drank in the scenery and took deep breaths of the fresh air. The countryside was beautiful; rolling hills covered in scrubgrass and little trees. There were a few small patches of wet ground and a couple of puddles but nothing she couldn’t just avoid. She could still see the tower from this far out, triumphantly cutting against the sky like a discarded giant’s sword. When she glanced back, which she did a few times, there was a sense of sadness mixed with feelings of happiness. She would miss Larktiss, she knew that. But she was free - finally free! To go and do and be whatever she wanted! She could run around in the fores...

The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 3           Rezrek brought the spiked warhammer down hard, the deadly point finding purchase in the bowed head of a cowering goblin. The metal pierced the whimpering creature’s skull with a nauseating, wet noise and the body collapsed to the stone floor. The massive bugbear loomed over the three foot tall, grey-skinned humanoid and tore the spike from the dead creature’s head; at that point it was an unrecognizable mess of gore. Bone and blood splattered the surrounding goblins, flecking their horrified faces with brain matter as they shifted away - they babbled in their annoying little language and the brutish Rezrek screamed at them.           “Rezrek chieftain!”           Silence fell over the gathered goblins in the cave. His understanding of their language was limited but he knew enough to g...

The Savage Caves: Original Story by T.H. Lain A Fan-Fiction Reimagining: Walthus Proudstump Chapter 2 The Duchy of Tenh, Current Year 575 Readying (Spring) 26, Waterday The last rays of sun spilled out over the sky as Naull returned, seeing the tower from far off even with the tree coverage. The twilight was purple and blue, red and yellow as the sun was replaced by the many glittering stars above and Naull took in the coolness of the time with a contented sigh. Her walk had been as it always was; freeing. She’d gone a mile or so into the woods before she gathered her things and her clothing, then set them inside of an old tree that had a hole in its trunk. She was very confident that Larktiss trusted her enough not to follow but she didn’t want to disappoint him by ignoring his request.            Her ability to change her shape didn’t affect her clothing, though strangely her mother’s earrings always seemed to merge with her new feline form. She’d ...