Gard against the Labinnac

by Jet556

In search of a ring at the top of the tallest mountain in the vast, unknown Wilderness, Gard encounters a hunting party or war band of Labinnac, since with that race their is no distinguishing the two kinds of groups. To Gard, the Wilderness is sacred ground. To the Labinnac, it is hunting ground. To anyone else, the Labinnac would have started a fight. To Gard, they started a war.

2. One against Forty-Nine

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One against Forty-nine

Gard was one, the Labinnac were forty-nine. He may have been outnumbered but he was not outmatched. As he stood before the growling horde, his good eye looked at the axe that was in the face of the Labinnac he had just killed.

He could get it in time.

Making a jump across the river, Gard grabbed his axe as another Labinnac jumped at him. Thus another Labinnac was laid low.

Then did Gard see the rest of the Labinnac charging right at him. Jumping into a nearby tree, Gard was quick to avoid the crossbow bolts being fired at him but even then one as old as he could not avoid being hit by at least one bolt. It grazed him but he had been hit nonetheless.

When the Labinnac realized that there were no closer to hitting Gard with crossbows, they climbed up after him. With their claw like hands, they climbed with their eyes on Gard and Gard alone.

Watching as they climbed up after him, the wheels in Gard's head turned. He had come with just his axe, the weapon he felt most comfortable with, and if he were to throw it now he'd have to jump back down and get it.

Then did Gard take notice of the tree he was in! It was dead and that was something Gard would have no guilt of using his axe on.

Swinging his axe with such a force that it cut a nearby limb clean off, Gard smiled as the limb fell down and crushed ten Labinnac. Now they were only thirty-eight but if he were to continue doing this they would ultimately reach him. He needed a new plan.

Turning his head, the Old Savage finally saw a way through the trees. Staying in one place would do him no good. He had to keep moving otherwise he'd be an easy target for the cannibalistic monsters.

Jumping to another tree, Gard soon found the Labinnac pursuing him. They were persistent and he had at least that much respect for the Labinnac hordes. The followed him, jumping to the other tree and following him through the trees as swiftly as he traversed through them.

He had been in this situation once long ago in his youth. Now Gard was old, wise and strong. This time would be different.