The Captain of High Pass

"I shall carve you up and take back some trophies to show my kin," said Gwydion aloud, leaping down once more from his perch as the great beast drew its last shuddering breaths, "They shall want to see what manner of creatures has invaded the realm." "It is unwise to hunt this close to the forbidden lands," spoke a sinister voice from the trees as Gwydion approached the dead lizard, "for one never knows who might be watching..." Gwydion spun around, bow in hand and arrow knocked. But he knew it was already too late and silently cursed himself. The master hunter had been caught by surprise... again. The storm's fury is in full swing and the patrons have become restless. One last tale to calm the nerves.