Axes and Lightning: A Leader’s Path
By Greg Rowson
A crowd of hoghers gathered in a large circle in the center of the village, which primarily consisted of huts made of animal skin and bones of large beasts. Their attention was entirely on two hoghers in the center, who glared at each other with deadly intensity, each gripping their axes that gleamed in the midday sun.
“You… you killed my brother. You will pay, Tangarth!”
“Your brother killed my father, and you can join him in hell, Gartan!”
“Your father shouldn’t have stolen from my brother’s farm!”
“Your brother should have paid my father! Your entire family are scoundrels with no honor.”
“That’s enough.” Gartan’s green face flushed red. “Now you die!” Continue reading “Axes and Lightning: A Leader’s Path”