* LaughingBear throws a flaming fist into the chest of the skeletal pup directly in front of him. * The pup tumbles at LaughingBear's feet, its skin and bones flaring up like dry kindling wood as it hits the forest floor. * Dral1 lights his chain on fire, then splits it in two, each copy swinging a blazing chain straight over a pup at an alpha. The first slams into the ground as the alpha dodges back, but the second is already there and slams into its skull, lighting an entirely different fire in its eyes. Fire works pretty well on these things, keep doing that! No sooner said than done! Good, because I'm all tapped out. * Dral2 returns the beast's snarl and swings his quarterstaff with renewed strength. "Return to the pit that spit you out, unnatural beast!" He lands a solid hit on the wolf's side, but fails to put it down. * Fash fires two shots at the nearest beast, scoring two ineffective hits. * Most of the wolves and pups turn on Klizurk, lunging at the kith but unable to get past her defenses. One attacks Dral1, to no avail, and the alpha engaged with the other dral is equally ineffective. * Klizurk swings to the side, backing away from the alpha and flanking one of the pups as she drops her sword, instead pulling out a warhammer of about the same size and slamming it into the pup's bones with a trail of white light. * Dral1 looks back for a moment at LaughingBear and says, "Would you please withdraw slightly, to aid the others with that large one? I need room to withdraw." He seems FAR too polite and well mannered for the middle of a battle. Yes, of course. * LaughingBear withdraws as requested and moves to help Dral2. His flame-engulfed fist flies out and strikes the Alpha squarely in the flank. * Dral1 lashes out with his chain, wrapping the end around a wolf's forepaws and jerking, HARD * The alpha wolf's paper-like skin smolders and bursts into flame at LaughingBear's touch. Already heavily battered, the fires quickly burn away whatever tissue and magic held the creature together, and it collapses into a smoking, stinking heap. * The wolf at the other end of Dral1's chain falls to the ground, its legs splayed out beneath it. If the thing still breathed, it would have had the air knocked out of it. * Dral1 drops back to shelter the casters. * Dral2 charges into the line of wolves, bringing down the Staff of the Greatfather on first beast he meets. The small wolf falls with a thud under the force of the mighty oaken branch. * Fash returns his bow, hefts a branch from the ground, and advances on the wolves. * The tripped wolf rises to its feet, only to be pummeled nearly back to its knees again by the opportunistic strikes of both dral. * In spite of the punishment it's received, that wolf leaps at Dral2, shredding an exposed portion of the druid's arm. The other two wolves tirelessly continue their attacks against Klizurk, despite their continued lack of results. * Klizurk wheels back again, swinging hard at the skeletal wolf's ribcage with her hammer and scores a bone-crushing hit against it, with obvious beneficial results on Dral2's health as well, visibly mending wounds with the hit. * Bones crack and splinter, and the wolf's thin skin bursts open under the force of the blow, but it staggers, and as with the other creatures here it does not bleed or show any other signs of life or pain despite being badly damaged. * LaughingBear trots up to the next closest skeletal wolf and punches, but whiffs in his haste. * Dral1 circles quickly around the wolves and lashes out again to trip that uppity wolf. * The wolf falls again--this time onto its side--and makes little sound beyond quiet thumps and crackles. * Dral2 notices the prone wolf and takes the opportunity to smash it into oblivion. * Fash charges the nearest wolf, branch held over her head and brings it down striking a mighty blow to the forest floor. * One of the wolves continues to gnash and lunge at Klizurk, mindlessly persisting though it cannot pierce the kith's defenses. The other surviving creature snaps at Dral2, its bony maw nearly closing around the druid's shin. * LaughingBear rushes between the two dral to get at the next nearest wolf, but his flaming swipe misses the wolf's skin by a hair. * Dral1 dances about beside the wolves, fading in and out of the sparse foliage and the shadows. Before long, he's looped his chain well and truly about a wolf's legs, and yanks them out from under the horrid undead thing. * Fash swings at the nearest wolf, missing wildly. * One wolf continues its attacks against Klizurk, while the other struggles to its feet and leaves itself virtually defenseless in the process. Between Dral1's chain and Klizurk's maul, the monstrous wolf is smashed into pieces and then scattered across the forest floor several feet in every direction. * Klizurk wheels back and lands another telling blow on the wolf, maintaining the supernatural healing effect that's mending Dral2's wounds as she strikes home yet again. * LaughingBear, determined not to let this one miss, rams his blazing palm squarely into the side of the one remaining wolf with all the force and focus he can muster. * The wolf staggers away from Klizurk's attack and directly into LaughingBear's flames. Smashed and smoking, the final creature tumbles into a pile of bones--barely recognizable as the wolf it once was--on the forest floor. You see? I told you fire is good. I don't think anybody doubted you. * LaughingBear nods. The stocky vriak seems just a tad winded from the fight. "It is." * The unearthly cold that shrouded this hilltop before fades now, though the forest remains eerily quiet and gloomy. * Klizurk quickly picks up her bastard sword and sheathes it, placing the maul she used at her back. "Lovely place still. Anyone wonder if we'll have any more visitors?" * LaughingBear laughs. "You would wonder." The last of the flame sputters and fades from his hand, and he transfers his spear back to his right. "Hopefully that's the last of our welcoming party." Probably. * Fash retrieves what arrows she can.