Since he had landed on the coast of Canelux, Cha'Kwe'Tza had been chasing down rumours of differing magical relics that he had been tasked to find by the High Priest in his native lands. This time his searching had brought him to the Virens Forest where the rumour said there was a warlock that lived somewhere amongst the trees. As doubtful as it all might have seemed to a normal person, Cha'Kwe'Tza felt that it was at least worth a shot at searching. Besides, he didn't really care for the big cities like Adeluna and all the others. Despite having been in and out of them for the last couple months, the people still seemed overly frightened of him. Not that he cared over much, but it made getting any sort of useful information a hassle when the people he was talking to babbled more often than not about being eaten.
So far the search had proven fairly un-eventful. The only two moments of any excitement being a short "verbal" exchange with a couple wolves where Cha'Kwe'Tza's superior roar volume sent them running off into the foliage. The second moment had occurred about an hour previous, marking a short fight with a bear that was being territorial. Having killed the beast, and consequently eating his fill, Cha'Kwe'Tza carried on through the forest, feeling better about the search now that he had fresh food in his belly. Although he would have to find a stream or something pretty soon to wash the blood from himself so that it wouldn't attract any more unwanted animal attention.
This was not to be. A roaring from the trees to Cha'Kwe'Tza's right was quickly followed by the sound of something large crashing through the underbrush. Spinning to face the threat, Cha'Kwe'Tza raised his shield and drew his stone sword with a roar of his own. Heart beats later, a troll burst through the bushes, roaring once more before starting its charge again. Dashing forward himself, Cha'Kwe'Tza batted aside the first strike from a clawed hand as big as his own head while lashing out with his weapon, causing a shallow cut to the creature's other arm. Bellowing at being harmed, the creature back handed Cha'Kwe'Tza across the chest with a burly arm, sending the reptilian stumbling backwards a few paces, and slightly off balance.
Attempting to take advantage of the stumbling opponent, the troll closed in, but Cha'Kwe'Tza's centuries of combat experience pulled through. Ducking under a wild swing that would've torn his head from his shoulders, Cha'Kwe'Tza brought his sword up in a steep arc, slicing up the side of the troll as it ran past. Keeping his eyes on the foe, Cha'Kwe'Tza could see from the corner of one eye the ruins along his weapon starting to glow from within. Now taking his opportunity, the scaled warrior closed in on the troll, again ducking a wild swing, and knocking aside the following blow with his shield. A quick slash severed one of the troll's clawed arms part way between wrist and elbow. Holding his remaining hand to the spurting wound, the troll howled in pain. The mournful cry was replaced by a gurgling noise as Cha'Kwe'Tza stepped in and thrust his sword through the beasts throat.
Stepping back from his kill, Cha'Kwe'Tza took a quick look at his surroundings. Not much time had passed for the fight, but everything seemed silent. Any of the small forest animals that had been in the area would've fled at the first sound of combat. Staying on a level of alert, Cha'Kwe'Tza kept a grip on his weapon as he continued to walk through the woods in the general direction of his original path. The easy pace of his walk was suddenly turned into a run as bestial roars erupted from the forest on both sides of him. Jumping a fallen log, Cha'Kwe'Tza made a quick prayer to the High Priest that there be no more than two of the monsters. Any more than that and he would most likely be overwhelmed by numbers. Especially with the size advantage of the trolls.
