Toxyrox (prime)/Stories

Speaking to Avondell, you ask, "Why were you there?"

Speaking to you, Avondell says, "That's a story for another day. Suffice to say...I had given up. I was there to die. That was not to be, obviously. There were stories, in those days...something the hunters in the area called the West Wood Horror, but no one spent much time in the area to know anything. I was hunting far to the west of Old Ta'Faendryl. I was alone and I had a small camp there. I had killed a deer and was cooking it one night when I heard a melodic whistling from the woods behind me."

Speaking to you, Avondell says, "I went to investigate and had gotten a hundred yards from my camp when I was struck by a piercing scream that stunned and disoriented me for a moment. I quickly returned to camp to find my dinner gone and my fire extinguished. The night was deathly black and silent."

Speaking to you, Avondell says, "My curiousity got the best of me. I determined to find out what creature it was. I set a trap...more roasted meat over the dim fire...and waited, but nothing came. After several nights, I was about to give up when I heard the musical whistle once more. I ventured into the woods again with a deliberate carelessness and again I was assaulted by a sonic scream. When I regained my senses and returned to my camp, I found I had caught the beast."