Dark Offspring 5
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Dark Offspring 5 by An old sage
The young granddaughter of the village elder strolled through the outskirts of the village. It was her grandfather's birthday and she was picking berrys for his favorite pie. She giggled to herself as she thought of the smile of her grandfather's face when he would eat the pie. She loved her grandfather dearly and knew that she was dearly loved not just by him but by the entire village.
A rustling in the bushes made her start. The hair on the back of her head began to stand on in. A dark shadow crept out of the bushes and into view and let out a loud, "Meow!"
"Dont frighten me like that Shadow," said the girl as she rubbed the cats head.
She watched as the cat slunk away into the bushes. She shook here head and told herself that she was such a coward to get frightened to easily. Smiling to herself she continued to pick berries.
She sat there under the tree nibbling on some of the berries. "After all," she thought, "Grandpa wouldnt mind me taking a few." She too loved the berries. She was so pre-occupied that she didnt even notice the rather loud rustling of the bushes next to her...
A farmer was hoeing hay in a nearby field when he heard it. The desparate cry of a little girl echoed through the woods. Immediately followed by a roar and the sound of commotion.
Sound the entire town was out searching the forest for the girls. They searched for many hours but to no avail. They had just about given up hope of finding her when a strange huntress rode into town carrying the body of a mutilated girl.
It was quickly determined that this was the grand-daughter of the village elder. Everyone was stunned. The huntress claimed that he had seen a man very closely resembling Sigurd at the head of a pack of Dire wolves sneek up on the little girl and kill her in the most horrid fashion. The townsfolk already in a state of shock were willing to believe most anything. Many of the members retained theirs wits however and demanded that Sigurd be given a fair trial. The huntress desperately tried to rally the people to go hunt down Sigurd. She, however, was unsuccessful in her attempts....
Just then, however, Sigurd's wife returned. She had been searching for Sigurd in the forest and their home, but to no avail. Very worried she began asking the townsfolk about his whereabouts. The huntress began asking her questions. When she revealed that she was Sigurd's wife, the huntress drew renewed support from the people and began accusing Sigurd's wife of being in league with him in the foul deed. She of course denied it, but the townsfolk were already too angry to listen to logic. The huntress smiled. She had achieved her goal. Now all she need to do was act.
The frensied mob grabbed Sigurd's wife and drug her out of the city. There they stoned her, amist all her pleas for mercy, justice, and compassion. The huntress smiled again. The stage was set. Now all she had to do was wait and see how Sigurd would react to the news of his wife's death...
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