End of Combat!OOC:
Bit of an off-schedule post as I head off for a week of vacation.
Kethra's blade finds its mark with deadly precision, burying itself deep in the chest of the remaining wolfman. The creature staggers, dark blood pooling in the snow, before collapsing with a final, rattling breath.
The battlefield falls silent except for the party's labored breathing and the soft whisper of falling snow. Around them, the carnage tells the story of their hard-fought victory: wolf corpses scattered across the bloodstained ground, and the two wolfmen finally still.
As the adrenaline fades, the party becomes acutely aware of their wounds and exhaustion. They stand battered but triumphant, having faced their first real test in the northern wilderness and emerged victorious.
A small nearby wagon appears to be loaded with stolen goods.
OOC:
When you guys next take a long rest, I want you to level to level two.