Garriden's Call

{November 10, 239 2E} 

{Lianna} 

The same low-level, dense forest Lianna and Enverna had gone to before echoed today with the clash of weapons, the rustle of leaves, and the distant growls of various Fiends. 

Lianna, Zura, and Enverna found themselves deep within the heart of the woods, facing a particularly ominous Fiend that lurked among the trees.

Zura, clad in some fresh, new, white armor she'd bought, positioned herself in front of the Fiend, her shield raised high.

The creature, a grotesque amalgamation of twisted limbs and gnashing teeth, lunged at her with frenzied aggression. Zura skillfully parried its attacks, creating an opening for Enverna to strike.

Enverna, wielding her trusty spear, danced around the Fiend, aiming precise blows at its vulnerable spots. Each strike was calculated, her movements a testament to years of combat training. The Fiend roared in frustration as Enverna's attacks weakened its monstrous form.