Dorgio strokes his mustache, contemplating their description. "Yes. . . yes I am thinking we have faced creatures like this before." He makes a deliberate point of <b>not</b> looking at Jon. "Wounds from mundane weapons either fail to strike home, or wound only but a little. But there are ways to be dealing with them."ewancummins wrote: ''Yes, we are native to the land.
These wolf-demons, of them we know but little. They are come into this country only in recent times, or else men did not meet them and live to tell the tale until now. They are larger than natural wolves, and their eyes hold hell-fire. One seemed to run on two legs...but perhaps that was just the fire-light and shadows, playing a trick on my mind.
Our weapons struck them - I swear that two of the axe-strokes I landed would have killed any natural wolf- and yet the monsters were not even slowed down much by our attacks. Still, we did them some hurt, for a little blood was on our axes afterward, and we did drive the monsters from our camp. Oh, and they howled when touched by blazing torches- but did not seem to fear fire as would normal beasts. All this tells us that they must have been demons in wolf-shape.''
"I am agreeing that we should not stop to rest. And knowing our wounds, we may even be worse if we are waiting. Come, let us be pressing the advantage."
