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Once more, the sound of the hunting horns had rung out amongst the mountains.

Roka had been camped out in the woods when the call had gone up, and then she heard the hunters. the prey was large, one of Hircine's own blessed had fallen from the path, and his hide was to be the prize.

Roka quickly grabbed her weapons and set off after them.

Arriving at the hunting ground she lay witness to the carnage, the bodies of the hunters she had followed lay around her, shredded and broken. Then she hears the howl, it echoes off the stone and roars through the trees.

She draws her weapon and smiles.

"This is going to be fun..."