Welcome to Gaia! ::

Wrath got himself ready to go out yet again, but for some reason decided to pack only a very abysmal amount of food, like he was on some kind of diet or something. Maybe he thought that he was beginning to eat too much bread, and as everyone knew bread made you fat, was only thinking of his poor gut.

Well, it at least made for a lighter load. Not that, with his size, it likely made any difference to the horse. Even with the largest horse he could find, he was a little bit afraid that he might be breaking it's back just a little.....

Oh well. Once he was ready to go, he set off on his magical journey likely to be packed full of fun surprises and deadly disease.

He idly wondered what Na'ima might be doing at that very moment.

Maybe she was just undressing for a shower.

Yes. That was a pleasing thought. He smiled to himself as he rode along.

He'd just decided to stop for a little snack when that pesky spider jumped out at him from out of nowhere. He swore that the creature was just there to try and make him drop his food, as that was always what seemed to happen, every single time. It was uncanny! He wondered if that spider just sat there waiting to do that to everyone that passed by. Honestly, by now, nothing would surprise him.

Shock and surprise again! This was something completely new! While Wrath was riding along, just outside of the mountain, minding his own business, some eagles swooped down from above and began attacking him! He swung his hammer around a great many times before he was able to fend them off, but in doing so managed to acquire several talon gashes in his arms and even a couple on his face, though what were a few more scars to him?

He idly wondered if Na'ima liked scars......

Even more shocking than anything else, however, was that his horse, the undeniably cowardly Dreadhoof, had somehow managed to stick with him throughout this entire ordeal! That in itself was something to celebrate, and Wrath wondered if he might be able to find a good keg of wine back at the castle, or if it had all, potentially, been put to waste by being thrown onto a bridge.....

Making his way to the end of his journey, he grabbed up the artifact. One Greater Shoulder Pads of the Bloodstone acquired!