Auryne half dead at the boatmen

Auryne collapsed half dead covered in hundreds of tiny biting marks, covered in her own blood, a few burnmarks as well, near Tahandor as her invisibility fails.

As Tahandor drags her on board of his boat, she hisses a few last words between gritted teeth, sputtering blood "damn Malarites!". She then falls unconcious and is brought back to Myth Drannor by the Boatmen.

*Howls can be heard in the forests around the foothills of the Krag. For those who can hear them and understand them, they sound triumphant.*

As the howls reach the mountain a masked figure having silvery white hair and wearing a white mithril chainshirt with a cloak give a small smirk under the mask before adjusting the left glove and mutters to herself.

"Hm wolf howls...Appears the little packs of Malarites had some fun, wonder what truly happened..."

She give a small shrugs and let the question go

As soon as Karovir entered Myth Drannor a guard would tell him about the keeper and he hurries to the barracks quickly finding her and Aramil in her office. He offered his healing and wine to ease the pain. (rest done in game)

Steffan stumbled on the whole thing and fetched Ahraliniel to see if healing was needed

Lily snickers hearing the howls as she approaches May after having checked the frost goblin cave.

Seems our Malarite pack have had some fun.

Sitting silent on a rock at the edge of castle krag snowfalling on the hooded figure, slowly piling up azo the water gensai hears the howls

"I pity the hunted this night, A sad day"

He resumes his watch in silence

It lifted its head up as the howls of the pretenders reached its ears, feral eyes glowing red with rage as it ravaged and devoured a dire boar, its long fangs ripping and rending at its meal, as the howling continued the thing would snarl with irritation before tilting back its massive head and let out its unnatural, terrible howl to fill the sky its howl was one of pure primal rage sure unrestrained aggression and bloodlust shattering the other Howls as it send out its challenge to all that dare disrupt its meal!

Richo after a short visit to Mythdrannor searching for the former Arch-druidess eventually hears the news and decide to make a walk up to the mountains.
The howlings and the chill air would make him shiver all over and put up even more wardings around him than usual as he continue his way through the mountains.

"Like Aurilites werent enough...damn Malarites they dont listen words, they dont learn with slapping, they just are stubborn as mules.."

He would check for tracks at the snowing area knowing there is not much chance and time before snow covers everything and would follow the directions of the howlling, muttering more over the matter.

"Furies...a Steward running the circle, at the end the Oak Father will curse us all and turn his blessings away from us...now lets find those beasts and show them what it becomes when the hunter becomes the prey"

Later at night Karovir patrols the roads and woods around Myth Drannor. If any more roars can still be heard he would reply with a loud reverberant lion's roar before continuing his way.