Goods
Leaders
Female-None
Male-Wolverine
You pad through a small ravine, two steep
rocky walls rise up on either side of you. A shadow flits over you and
you look up, seeing nothing there you get an uneasy feeling and look around
nervously. Freezing in your tracks for ten minutes you wait for something
to pop out and attack you but nothing happens and you move on reluctantly.
Suddenly you hear a roar and turn around, just in time to see the lion
flying towards you. You give a startled growl as you feel yourself rolled
over by his vicious attack. As you try to get back up he pins you down,
his weight is so great that you start to have trouble breathing right.
He snarls at you in a low voice. I am Wolverine,
you are on my land now. You had better be here for the purpose of joining
my pride. Evils and neutrals are not tolerated here. Seeing
your discomfort he gets off you allowing you to get up and get a better
look at him. The tan lion meets your gaze with a cold unblinking look,
then he turns and pads away, growling. Do
not think about disobeying me or getting in fights with my pride. You'll
regret it.
Ravine
Desert
Grasslands
Meadow
Waterfall
Thicket
Dens
