The Story Of Wrath
'Perhaps among the most fierce Outriders known to the herla, in life this stag would face any danger be it wolf or man. He had known the love only spoken of in the old tales with a doe of utmost beauty and grace. Between them they bore a single calf, strong, proud, and beautiful. He had the highest rank among the outriders and looked to the future with high-hopes of becoming the lord of the herd.
In one horrific day, it was all gone. Men upon thick hoofed beasts followed by smaller, tamed wolves came from all around. One by one the outriders fell to their sharpened sticks. The does and their young trembled in fear as the last outrider stood bravely against them.
Before his very eyes both his beloved doe and calf were slain. His own death followed soon after, thick chains tightened around his neck as dozens of arrows came into his body... but it was too late. The rage had consumed his soul and gave his body a new life...'
'Perhaps among the most fierce Outriders known to the herla, in life this stag would face any danger be it wolf or man. He had known the love only spoken of in the old tales with a doe of utmost beauty and grace. Between them they bore a single calf, strong, proud, and beautiful. He had the highest rank among the outriders and looked to the future with high-hopes of becoming the lord of the herd.
In one horrific day, it was all gone. Men upon thick hoofed beasts followed by smaller, tamed wolves came from all around. One by one the outriders fell to their sharpened sticks. The does and their young trembled in fear as the last outrider stood bravely against them.
Before his very eyes both his beloved doe and calf were slain. His own death followed soon after, thick chains tightened around his neck as dozens of arrows came into his body... but it was too late. The rage had consumed his soul and gave his body a new life...'
