![]() "Stand down, fellows!" Throwing large slabs of meat to the ravenous wolves, he calmed them and satiated their hunger. Two massive wolves bounded out of the door of the castle towards my soldiers.įearing for their lives, they drew weapons, only to hear a voice from the shadows address the wolves-or the men-in a thick Wallachian accent. Quietly rejoicing, my comrades moved towards their new camp. A ruined yet imposing castle loomed above us. The hilt was fashioned from steel, inlaid with silver and gold to form the figure of a defiant, wingless dragon.Īs we reached the summit, I could not believe my eyes. Light yet firm and unblemished by the elements, it shone in the rain and lightning, a lone light in the darkening trail. Glancing around, I spotted a magnificent blade. Armor and weapons littered the path, and stakes stood tall, covered with vines and moss. ![]() ![]() It was overgrown with all manner of foliage, and the footing was difficult. ![]() We could not make camp in the damp forest glade, so I led my companions along an old path towards the base of the mountain. ![]()
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