Posted by Hunters & Rescuers on 5/15/2008, 9:15 am, in reply to "Re: An Unwanted Encounter continued..."
Without warning, the Swiftwind bolted. Leaving a dust cloud in its wake. One second it was there, another second it was gone. Heading southward through the grain fields...
**SSHHHOOOOOOOSSHHH!!!**
“Hey! It grabbed that woman,” cried the Dwarf pointing in the direction that the Swiftwind departed, “You know what that means don’t you?”
The Horseman grinned from ear to ear, “Rescue and reward! We get a profit for saving her and one for selling that beast. Hop on, friend, that creature cannot have gotten very far.”
“Aye!” the Dwarf climbed atop the back of the horse, “It will be easy enough to track through the wheat fields.”
“Tally-ho!” yelled the Horseman as his steed bolted after the Swiftwind heading down the obvious path the creature left in its wake.
The swiftwind sprinted through the grain fields with ease before realizing that the two onlookers were pursuing them. It slowed down enough to look back and notice man and the dwarf weren't giving up. It chirped with surprise. The two were half a mile away and closing. Looking around for rocky outcroppings it found some massive boulders a short distance to the south. Without thinking about it, the swiftwind made to the boulders in sixty seconds. These particular rocks stood about twenty feet high with sheer sides. An easy jump for swiftwind. Not for a horseman and especially not for a dwarf. Once there the swiftwind easily jumped up onto the top of the highest point of the highest boulder. It surveyed their pursuers with contempt and hissed, *A man and a dwarf? Working together? Hmph! They will not touch my lady!*
Crouching down, the creature gently set the elementalist upon the boulder. Abruptly, it roared upon the wind. Its body shimmered the fading sunlight as the winds began to blow fiercly in the direction of the horse and riders.
“He’s not too far ahead is he?” inquired the Dwarf looking around the body of the man to the path ahead of them.
“What does it matter,” replied the Human with a shrug, “It’s an easy enough trail to follow them through the wheat. And once we get clear of it, we’ll run the critter down until it tires. Then, we shall have it and the woman it took—“
“—And then we shall have our reward and the profits from selling the creature,” concluded the Dwarf, “You’re right, friend, let the monster run itself ragged. On your horse we can keep pace with it and wear it down sooner or later.”
Suddenly the strong wind that the Swiftwind summoned slammed into the horse and its riders as the Human redoubled his efforts to keep his steed from throwing them off of its back, “Where in the Realm did this wind come from?”
“Who cares! Just press on! We’ll get that monster and our reward soon enough!” declared the Dwarf in a voice loud enough to cut through the sound of the high wind.
Slowly but with no less determination than before, the Human and the Dwarf pressed themselves onward to escape the wheat field, follow the Swiftwind and claim their prizes.
