16 Chapter 15: Rabbit Stew.

Grunting, the sweaty man named Mokzaxirrathan Grimspeaker was moving his body a lot- Followed by the sound of powerful impacts- "Wow, you're really good at hitting hard, aren't you?" He heard the voice of the man that saved him praise him, and he hummed in silence as he continued to hammer down fast and rough. "Well, you're really hitting the spot, aren't you?"

Besides all the llittle innuendos, Nátt smirked at the man wwho was holding a large hammer and hitting rocks- These rocks were previously the remenants of three giant rock golems from the Elemenetal Plane of Earth that tried to destroy a large part of the forest, but Nátt took care of them, leaving these massive boulders behind that are now being hit by Mokzaxirrathan as a form of painment for him- Sure, he could use [Acid Stream] to melt it down, or [Shatter] to break it down, but if he wants to know more about the man then he needs to keep him around.

Nátt admits- He's so curious about this man's past! And what the fuck is that thing inside this man's body? That evil thing was very powerful, and yet, he suppressed it like it was nothing- He won't ask for now, since that would be rude and would break the chances of building trust between them. "So, Mokzaxirrathan, are you hungry or thirsty?" Náttúrumaður hummed as he looked around at the forest, there were many things that could be harvested and many animals that could be eaten, just because he's a druid he won't eat meat? The fuck?

"HUm?" Mokzaxirrathan turned to look at him and raised an eyebrow at him, which did not make Náttúrumaður's heart sttuter, of course, as he said: "Well, i would love to have something to eat right about now, yeah." HIs voice was deep and husky, gravelly almost, and it sounded as if he was rubbing his beard on him- Why is he so hot? No, Bad Náttúrumaður!

You just met the guy, you cannot go all horny on him! It must be because he ahsn't seen other human or humanoid creature in 20 years now. "What would you prefer to have, hm~?" Nátt turned to look at the trees, there were many around here tht gave friut, many fruits that were increddibly delicious- The trees loved when he took their fruits from them, because it was feeding their lord, which made him always chuckle. Among this forest, he was royalty! He could feel about a thousands kilometers away from where they are, there's a small village full of people that live from this wood, maybe the same village he came from? Who knows?

There were several villages scattered around the border of the forest, never getting insdie the forest.

"i think meat would be preferable." Mokzaxirrathan said, resting his large warhammer on the ground- He used all kinds of weapons before, including warhammers, but this one was made out of interelly wood and yet he did not expect it to be so heavy! Because when they go here, this short guy gave him this woden warhammer and told him to crack the boulders, and he did- Just because it was a great exercise, not because he thought it would be cool or make him look stronger, but because he hasn't exercised like this in a long, long while.

And he was now sweating- This feeling or burning in his muscles, this tiredness that slowly seeps into his body, the feeling of straining all his bulging muscles? This was incredible! [That man...] The vioce inside his head hissed in annoyance, making Mokzaxirrathan hum as to distract himself and focus back on his task- He has heard this voice ever since the day he was born, since this was the curse of the Grimspeakers- Now his only curse to carry, since he was the last one.

This small man that saved them is strange, he was wearing only some fur ragged clothing, a coat of green leaves, a pair of strangely great boots, and carrying a staff that looked to be green with pink leaves on top, surrounding a watery green sphere that stood there. A staff, the man could use magic and taht was proved, since the deep scar he got from him was no longer visible on his chest- He gritted his teeth in anger, as the voice finished his sentence:[He smells like dragon...] Instantly, Mokzaxirrathan had his guard up- But when he saw the man just nod at him and turn around, he followed.

If this man is a dragon, then he'll have to kill him, his family would be grateful if he got at least another one of those creatures to die!

Nátt knew the man was following him, so eh didn't care- His body turned and broke as he used his [Shapeshifting] to turn into a majestic, giant green wolf made out of roots, leaves, bark, and moss- With green emerald for eys, antlers on his head that were filled with small little pink flowers that showered down to praise Mother Nature. He led Mokza with him to a place where a family of rabbits lived- There were thousands upon thousands of rabbits in here, so killing a few would not make any difference.

When he got close to their burrow, he saw the father and son rabbit bowing to him, giving him their lives, just like the mother rabbit and the baby rabbit, but he would not kill the child- No, he would let the child live, since killing the child would break one of his self imposed rules.

Maybe two rabbits is enough? He'll make rabbit stew then, add vegetables, fruits, lgeumes, and make it really delicious so Mokza doesn't feel the need to go hunt another rabbits. After swiftly and mercilessly klling the three rabbits, he bowed to them in respect as freed their souls, letting them go into the afterlife, where all souls go.

Mokzaxirrathan really liked the rabbit stew!