A covered wagon races down a dirt road in a forest, being chased by multiple worgs (highly intelligent and overly muscular wolves) ridden by goblins. The goblins fire arrows at the cart, some of the arrows just bounce off harmlessly while others pierce the the fabric. A goblin with a staff and wearing an animal skull near the back of the pack shouts at the others. Two of the worgs begin to advance on the wagon.
Inside the wagon, four people wearing cloaks obscuring their features sit across each other. The driver holding the reins to the horses pulling the wagon sits apart from them. Two of them clutching a limb with an arrow sticking out of it, one clutching their leg and the other their arm. "Aren't horses supposed to be faster than those monsters?" asks one of the hooded passengers.
"They are, but when they started running, it's like they are dragging something heavy." the driver calls back to them. "Are one of you are wearing a cloak of the traveler? It obscures appearances so I cannot tell who is carrying too much, but if we don't lose some weight, none of us will make it to the town of Senvolus."
One of the unharmed passengers sighs as they stand up. "It's me, all of you head to Senvolus, I'll make my own way there." Without waiting for a response, the passenger leaps out of the back of the wagon. The hooded figure lands on the heads of the two advancing worgs. When landing, both of the worgs heads are crushed, flinging the goblin riders off the creatures. As the wagon speeds away, the single hooded figure is surrounded by the remaining goblins and worgs.
The worgs snap and snarl at the figure as the goblins pull them back and draw blades and spears. The goblin with the skull helmet and staff points at the figure and yells something, causing the worgs and goblins to pounce on the figure. With only their hands, the figure manages to fend off the creatures, until a worg manages to rip the cloak off the figure. Revealing the figure is a giant of a man, standing almost 8 feet tall with a head full of matted hair and a full beard. However, his left arm and legs are metallic and oversized compared to the rest of his body.
The goblins and worgs continue to attack the man who manages to kill a some of them, but most of the wounds they inflict close unnaturally. However, some wounds still seem linger. Finally, the goblin with the staff barks an order and the goblins disengage from the man and the leader points his staff at the man. After a moment of the goblin leader speaking and waving the staff, a red fireball flies toward the man which erupts into a huge explosion. When the explosion clears the man is standing with burnt skin which heals back to normal, even his hair begins to regrow back. The goblin leader barks an order and the worgs and goblins retreat back into the forest.
This story focuses more on the monsterous races of this world and the type of magic they tend to use. The world has three main forms of magic. Divine, magic given by the keepers of souls or devil/demons, Shamanistic, magic given by spirits (either natural or ancestral), and Acrane, magic that can be either studied or received from a magical lineage.
The main character of this story is Malcom Cuthier, a natural born werebear. At some point in his recent history his limbs were taken from him by a human of great power known only as the "Body Maker." A close friend of his, also a lycanthrope, was being held captive by the "Body Maker" and Malcom's journey is to try and rescue her.
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