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>Warn the beast not to approach again.
“..Do not come near us again.” You keep an appreciable distance between yourself and the staggered wolf, your rapier a pointed threat. You say for certain if this is the so-called BEAST OF BROCELIANDE. “If you choose to continue along after us.. then I’ll cut you down.”
The wolf stares you down, long and hard, an acuity in its gaze you could not pick up before.. until it throws its head back up to the sky and opens its maw. The beast’s howl is haunting, a ghostly wail whirling into the sky–almost as of the leviathans in the deep.
You stay your blade, your eyes narrow. A howl–.. why is it howling? No. Is it calling?
>Flee! (Fat nun ass in tow).
>Slaughter it, before its call reaches another's ears.
>Stay and fight, despite your injuries.
>Attempt to hide.
