Session 91 - Through the mirrors
7/18/23 There was a time that being attacked by wolves would have been terrifying. There was a time being attacked by a werewolf would be beyond terrifying. Funny the things you start to get used to. Don’t misunderstand – this was no walk in the park, and I knew the shakes would come later. But for now, our little group was efficiently decimating this canine conclave. (See what I did there? It’s called alliteration. Authors do it. Actually, now that I think about it, I’m realizing alleteration appears more and more in the verbal components of more advanced spells. But I digress.) Oloch was fully in his element. He was humming what sounded like a slow waltz, moving much more gracefully that a man that size has the right to. A wolf leapt toward him, he turned and slashed with his axe as if this were a choreographed dance, and I watched as this wolf split, nose to tail, as if water before a boat, or soil at the passage of a till. I watched as...