2018/07/?? --

putting no known date bc holy fuck a lot happened before i made this and i didnt keep track

The wolf of white fur and blue eyes travelled like a ghost through the heavy fog of the Crow Forest, a forest ominous with an abundant population of monsters lurking about. The trees here are mostly dead and thin and a small pond with reeds can be found within there. Letholdos moved like a ghost under the fog until he reached the pond and sat down for meditation.
Letholdos brought himself to a place of relaxation and solemnity until stomping and growling was heard from a distance, unknowing on what it was and not wanting to find out, Letholdos got up from his spot with the village nearby the castle of the Axma Kingdom on his mind. The beast was approaching his direction but it was too far to see, his first instinct was to protect the village.
The burning, stinging stench of fire and ash hit Letholdos nose and dropped a stone within his heart and stomach. When he broke to the open where the village was and changed to a man, he found it crumbling under a roaring fire, turning the village to ash and dust. He saw the burnt bodies ranging from men and women of all ages. The knights had marched through the village, burning it to ruins. Knights were doing what they pleased, young women were defiled and torn away of their modesty.
Letholdos cursed the Royals, that was when a younger man had appeared behind him, insisting not every royal was a plague upon the land that had any say in what happened. He turned to see the prince of the kingdom. The wolf cursed and degraded the royals, the prince as well until the emperor stepped in behind him. The emperor had warned Letholdos to keep quiet and keep his respect and explaining one of the villagers had poisoned the empress but he refused. In words of anger, he spat; "I'm not afraid of you just because you get to fuck royalty in its gaping wormhole." insulting the empress even as she lay on her deathbed. In retaliation, the emperor had ignited the man's clothes on fire. In response, Letholdos changed to a wolf again and rolled himself on the ground until it extinguished; leaving him with singed fur and minor burns.
Another figured appear, a moon elf out in the open sun. He knew it was the princess. She was kind and asked the wolf to sit and stay still while she applied a fast-healing herb enticed with the remnants of magic for faster healing, getting rid of the burns almost immediately.

He exchanged a few words with the princess, learning her name was Willow before she retreated as the sun began to burn her skin fragile to the warm light. The emperor called off the knights and the village was free from the savagery of the Axma army and "protection" after Letholdos talked with the emperor.
After the army had left, Letholdos helped gather the dead bodies where he would prepare them for burial, he asked the prince to find his father and request a grave should be made. The emperor showed an ounce of kindness when he dismissed the knights, Letholdos hoped he could do more and pay respect to the dead wrongfully taken away from the living. After the dead had been buried, the emperor left and Letholdos moved to the living and helped bring a survivor from the ashes and to the open ground despite her rejections and accusing him of being the devil's creation. He worried about how they were to survive, along with him having to guard the dead bodies against being stolen from their grave. Letholdos tried to use stones that had fallen from the buildings but he barely salvaged any to make a little wall. He feared for the hoards of night beasts that would crawl from the forest, knowing the village people were now vulnerable without homes or repellents to keep them safe. More would die and the dead would be stolen from their graves. He didn't fear for his own life but most likely he would die too.
Letholdos urged the prince to help him bring the rest of the survivors out to the open while he got the emperor again to ask for shelter but the prince had repeatedly rejected and whined, saying he didn't know humans or human emotion-- being a demon who was mostly void of natural emotion. After a grueling, annoying conversation, Letholdos convinced the prince to help at the cost of Letholdos teaching him about the outside world and the monsters within. Letholdos agreed.
The emperor reappeared again, neither of them needed to retrieve him from his castle. Upon request, he agreed to provide shelter for the villagers.

After every villager had been taken inside, with Letholdos and Elijah following, they stayed for nearly the remainder of the night. Letholdos hated the walls that shut him in, after years of open space in the forest. He wanted out as soon as possible, so he reminded Elijah of his promise. Eagerly, the young prince had rushed outside, both of them climbing over the walls of the castle until they landed on the other side.
It wasn't long but Elijah's pampered-brat annoyance was scratching underneath Letholdos skin and when Letholdos could hear the spitty hiss of a creature. The creature soon appeared, 8ft with a neck taking almost a quarter of its height. It looked like a distorted human, coming out sideways and walking like an ape. Its skin, so tight and thin that it no longer had lips to cover its large teeth that took most of its face besides its bulging white eyes. Veins and organs could be seen beneath its skin. Letholdos identified this creature as a "Serpendi" derived from the word "serpent" for its long snake-like throat. It hissed and pranced on its front feet and Letholdos could see its veins begin to brighten in colour and glow, he knew what this meant and he stepped aside before the creature released its projectile, acidic vomit, burning the plant-life the vomit fell on. Instead of jumping away, Letholdos charged forward to the creature and stabbed his sheathable blades into its throat, and slashing them upward. Just as quickly as he did so, he leaped back as its acidic blood began to pool around it and the Serpendi collapsed to the ground.
After it had died, Letholdos taught the prince its acid is used to repel other night beasts, he remarked to himself that he should've brought an acidic-proof vial for the villagers.
They proceeded until they came to the pond. He heard the same growling and heavy stomps and Letholdos realized this was the same creature that had been tracking him earlier. Its short bristly fur was white and its horns curved like seashells or the horns of a ram. Its body was as thick as tree trunks with muscle and its face looked like a smoothed cows skull or an eels head. Its front legs resembled that of a lion while the back legs were thinner and shaped like a bull, ending in cloven hooves.
He warned the prince to stay back and identified the creature as a Ramswrait; "ram" for their spiraling horns. The man stepped out in full view, using his fingers to whistle and catch the creature's attention. Within a moment, the growling Ramswraith was charging across the pond, creating massive currents within its usually peaceful waters. When close enough, Letholdos moved to the side all the while slicing his blades along its flank as it passed by but what he didn't prepare for what he knew was a slow creature, was that it turned and hooked its shoulder under his shirt, tossing him to and fro before throwing the man off its horns with a hard thud on the ground, ultimately bruising his shoulder and back. Elijah rushed over, offering his hand to help Letholdos to his feet but stubborn and unwilling to accept help from a royal, Letholdos snarled his rejection and argued his capabilities and independence. The creature turned again, its true mouth launched outward from its false mouth in a shriek. The false mouth was what you could see on the inside but its true mouth was on the inside like retractable jaws. Letholdos stood on his feet again as the Ramswraith charged again and at the right moment, fur became clothes and hands became paws as he leaped into the air above the creature only to change back into a man and catch hold of its horns, making him thud against its back. Quickly, he took this opportunity and dragged his blades along the back of its throat. He jumped off of it and watched the creature screech until it bled out.
Letholdos moved to the body, cutting off its horns and explaining the horns can be used for self-defence, he also took the chance to make a mockery out of the prince and say they could be used to mash herbs, or food if one day a pampered-palace brat wanted to cook for his dear mother. Letholdos snarled to himself for how unprepared he was, he could've salvaged the meat of the Ramswraith if he had the properties to dispose the meat in. It's high in protein and healing and he could've used it for the villagers.
Feeling the pain of his back and shoulders, he rolled them to test it. It ached and shot a pure, sharp agony down his muscles where the bruises were forming. Elijah told him to sit, he rejected saying; "If I keep moving, it'll take longer to settle." and he urged he was healthy enough to fight but Elijah's annoyance prevailed and he sat by the lake where the prince began to massage the sore spots to his surprise. He stiffened at the touch, not used to physical contact.
A movement startled the leaves on the ground, raising a bit of Letholdos awareness which he quickly brushed off, however, Elijah was attentive and noticed a figure nearly masking with the darkness. Only when the leaves stirred again did Letholdos look up, provoking a skeptical snarl from the man when they began revealing themselves from the darkness. The figure began crying, it sounded feminine and human, only then did his growling calm but his skepticism somewhat stayed.
They began apologizing, tears still rolling down their face and he heard genuine fear in her voice. Letholdos calmed and the girl pulled down the mask of her cloak to reveal fair skin and ginger hair as she begged; "Please don't hurt me!"
Elijah looked at Letholdos with confusion before asking what she was doing in the crimson forest alone as it wasn't safe. They learned the girl was lost and came upon them, freezing in her anxiety.
Elijah turned to Letholdos again, urging that he can comfort humans while Elijah couldn't himself, summoning him by a scorning nickname, "Lethy boy" to which the wolf-man corrected bitterly to Letholdos. Hearing how the black-attired prince addressed humans, the fear returned to her voice as she asked what they were. No direct answer was given to her, only Elijah contorting Letholdos true name to "Lethy boy" again, followed by guessing the girl wasn't from the Axma kingdom. She replied no.
Bravely, the girl began approaching with shaky steps until she moved to Letholdos side and sat beside him. He commented about how a young girl shouldn't be in the forest alone.
Silence hung over them after that until the white-haired man asked where she was from to which she replied "Canterbury". After her answer, she exchanged back with the same question; What were they?
As Elijah like the brat he is snickered in the background, Letholdos answered honestly.
"A shifter, you could say. I change to a wolf. Like a werewolf, but unlike werewolves, I still have my freedom." He gestured his hand with his thumb poking outward towards Elijah's direction. "This is a pampered-palace-ass."
Elijah took pride in this newfound derogatory nickname, agreeing with confidence and self-assurance that he was exactly that, a pampered-palace-ass. He then gave a serious answer, telling he was a demon, an embodiment of nightmares. Letholdos then asked her what she was, the girl answered "a young woman" but that wasn't exactly what he wanted to know. Was she travelling? A runaway? What was she? Who was she? Elijah jabbed the man in the back when he addressed further information about his questions, directly on the bruising area, engrossing agony and rage within a teeth-snapping yelp, spooking the girl but he'd been too fixated on the pest that had attached itself to him like sap on tree bark. Elijah warned Letholdos, telling him not to swim in unknown waters, insinuating Letholdos didn't know the power of the one sitting beside him. He only snapped from boring his cold glare into Elijah when a cry pierced the air and he turned to see the girl had fallen over.
Quickly, Letholdos got up despite the worsening injuries that now stiffened him more and hurried over to her. She commented on the intense pain in her leg as the moonlight revealed a gaping gash along it.
With quick-thinking, Letholdos pinched the separated folds of skin of the wound together and ordered Elijah to gather stalks of rush to tie around her leg, providing pressure and keeping the skin together until she receives better medical treatment. Elijah abided and gathered rush of stalks which then, Letholdos tied around the wound. He wasn't worried about the blood, as the blood of the Ramswraith and the amount of it overpowered any fresh blood spilled. The girl thanked him and urged that he should be repaid but to that Letholdos rejected. She insisted, her cloak sliding off her shoulders to reveal her breasts to the man to which Elijah found of amusement, his laughter sounding in the background. Now awkward and a little tense, he refused again, unwilling to take advantage of a young girl-- especially under the name of a "debt". She noticeably grew embarrassed and tossed her cloak above her shoulders again.
Elijah huffed and noted that they should begin retreating. Monsters will be upon the area soon, drawn by fresh meat and the blood. Letholdos demanded that the girl is taken with them. Timidly, the girl asked "Where?" but no answer was given right away. Elijah helped her up and then turned his hand to Letholdos. Letholdos shoved the princes hand away then answered the girl truthfully that she be taken to the castle. Annoyed by the wolf-mans persistent stubbornness, he offered his hand again and demanded he let himself be helped for the sake of his injuries.
"I have two of my own, I don't need one or two more." Was the last fiery retort Letholdos gave before he rose to his feet and walked to the pond, crouching to wash the blood from his hands. As he was washing, he heard the familiar hissing of another Serpendi approaching their area. He alerted the others of this and told them they should move on quickly. Letholdos would need all his speed to fight against a Serpendi and his bruises, stiffening his body, would decrease his abilities to move.
Elijah swooped up the injured girl, holding her with surprising strength in spite of his scrawniness. "Lead the way, Father Nature." Elijah had teased the older man. In response to his annoyance, Letholdos bowed, "Gladly, pamper-ass." he had replied and walked past them, warning Elijah to kick up the pace unless he wished to face the Serpendi's vomiting wrath.
Elijah picked out Letholdos' faults in his bow, criticizing that he put more brat into his efforts. This was followed by teasing, asking if the leaves of the forest were of correct formation or if the wind blew them away, bullying how Letholdos could find his way around by the patterns of the trees. Growling lowly with vexation, Letholdos remarked that instead of the leaves, the wind should've blown Elijah away. Letholdos' would've had a weight lifted off his back if it did. Elijah didn't take offense, instead he laughed and cooed that Letholdos would miss him. Letholdos quickly reminded him that the only thing he'd miss about the spoiled wretch were the opportunities to allow the night beasts to savage the prince to a pulp and that perhaps he'd ought to take the girl, leaving Elijah to fend for himself from the Serpendi. Surely he'd stand a chance, his mouth was bigger than theirs.
Somehow among their bickering, the girl had fallen asleep in Elijah's arms. The prince commented it'd be a waste to fight the Serpendi, to which Letholdos spat back. "A waste of their acids." He added onto his retort that he could smell the spilled acids and rotting body of the killed Serpendi.
Elijah said to hurry to avoid the other Serpendi that had begun tracking the three. The prince also demanded that Letholdos withhold from fighting due to his injuries. He sharply rejected this, insisting he can fight if he needs to. Elijah urged him to hurry again, so he wouldn't need to fight, saying it was pointless when injured.
Letholdos snapped his head around with a loud snarl taut with offense. "I can fight!"
He hurried his walking pace and soon he saw the outline of the Serpendi's body, dead and lying on the ground in its own acids. The body of it had paled from the loss of life and blood, its veins no longer glowed, it was only a meat bag. He wrinkled his nose in disgust at the grotesque smell. It stung his nostrils.
Letholdos commented his need for acid-proof vials and fill them to be passed onto the homeless folk. The trees began to thin away more and he knew they were approaching the open which would mean they were close to the castle. His direction began to shift to the ashen village. He told Elijah to desert his company and depart with the girl while he guards the graveyard.

wip there's a lot :// i got like 5 days worth of stuff to write sigh


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