“Come, my friends! Gather ‘round! As I will tell you of the legend of Ugdar, Many Bodies!” Maekel and Gondar turned to face Ezic. They all sat on wooden logs that they dragged from the woods that encircled them, and then placed them around a fire they built in the clearing they sat in. Maekel and Gondar looked at each other with excitement. They loved exciting stories. Ezic’s face lit up and his eyes widened. His long blonde hair was hanging below his shoulders. They all sat camped in the woods on the outskirts of the small town of Littleland. They were just leaving Littleland on a journey to join the army at Menardel city to fight against the invading orcs from the north.

“13 years ago on this same day in this same town, there lived a wearboar named Ugdar” began Ezic. “Back then, Ugdar was not evil. In fact he kept to himself in a cave close to here and only hunted those unfortunate animals that happened to cross by. One day in Littleland, the Pittygrove family was busily at work at their farm. The young ones tended to the animals. There were two 8 year old boys and one 7 year old girl. There was one other son who was 22 years of age and a daughter that was 17. The father and the eldest son worked in the field while the eldest daughter and the mother did chores in the house. They were a hardworking family. As the eldest son struggled to push the heavy plow, he heard a scream! It came from the barn where the animals were kept! The father heard too and looked at his older son and said: “The kids!” They dropped everything they were doing and ran to the barn. One of the boys and the girl cowered in the corner crying and screaming. In front of them was a huge dire wolf, the biggest you would ever see! It had Brown fur and drool poured over its enormous fangs. His yellow eyes burned like Flames in his eye sockets. He stood atop the other boy with a gaping bite wound in the boy’s neck. Blood pooled under the boy’s head. The dire wolf turned to face the father and his eldest son and then he lunged. He tackled the son and the son knocked his head against the wooden wall and went unconscious. The father grabbed a wooden plank nearby and swung at the wolf. The wolf dodged and swung his paw at the father…”

Ezic Stopped speaking as he was interrupted by Gondar when he flailed his arms and fell over backwards. “Cursed flies!” he mumbled. He brushed the dirt off of his cloths and sat back down on the log. “Continue” he said. “Anyways, hmm, where was I? Ah yes!”

“The eldest son awoke with a start. He jumped to his feet and looked around. His father and one of his sisters and both of his brothers lay on the ground, bloodied, dead. He turned around and vomited. He looked up as he remembered his other sister and mother. He ran out of the barn and up the hill on which his small home sat. The door was broken down. He barged into the house and there lay his other sister and mother also dead. The entire house was broken. Furniture was smashed everywhere. The son sat on the floor and began to cry.”

“Three years later the man had rebuilt his house and had reported the murder to the city hall. He was walking through the woods to the stream to get some water. He turned to his left at the sound of rustling. A brown blur burst onto the road and flew past him. All he saw a flash of brown fur and burning yellow eyes. His memory flickered to life and he instantly remembered that this was the wolf that murdered his family. He dropped his water bucket and chased after it. He meandered down the path through the forest and caught up just in time to see the creature disappear in a cave. The only problem was, that the animal he thought was the wolf was really Ugdar, but the man did not know this. He hurried back to Littleland to speak with the city councilman and propose a raid on the wolf’s cave.”

“The man arrived at the city hall and walked into the councilman’s office sweaty and tired. “I know where he is!” said the son. “Where, who is?” asked the councilman. The councilman was short and bald with many wrinkles that lined his forehead. He had a big walrus moustache that was snow white. Extravagant designs adorned his silk robes. “The wolf that killed my family! I know where he is! I say we raid his cave tonight. Just give me 20 of your finest soldiers and the wolf will be done!” cried the son. The councilman knew how much this meant to the young man and agreed.”

“That night the young man and 20 well trained soldiers crept up to the entryway of the cave. The young man counted to three and motioned for them to charge. The men drew their swords and Ran into the cave. They screamed rage and fury as they rushed forward. The cave was bigger than it looked from the outside. It was 20 feet high inside and was 25 feet wide. In the back slept Ugdar on a pile of hay with a few possessions lying around him. Ugdar stood up towering at 8 feet. “Me Ugdar! Who you!” he bellowed. The 21 men surrounded him and the son stepped forth. “You killed my whole family!” cried the son. “Now you will die!” The men closed in on Ugdar although he had no idea what they were talking about. He turned around and broke through the circle to his possessions. He grabbed a silk pouch and pulled out a glowing crystal, his most valuable possession. Ugdar though the men were after his crystal and he was not going to give it up. All of a sudden the cave trembled and the floor gave in bit by bit. Soon a hole was opened up 20 feet in diameter. A lake of acid was revealed beneath the surface. All of the 21 men back up into the land remaining. But then that gave way too. And they all fell in. As everyone screamed and drowned and burned in the acid lake the crystal began to glow! Hours Later, Ugdar emerged from the acid lake and climbed out of the entry to the cave. He had doubled in size, but besides that, every single man that died in the lake Clung to him. Dead of course but their bodies where now a part of Ugdar’s. Their swords gripped in their hands acted like spikes all over Ugdar.”

“This is the legend of Ugdar. Some say he now wanders the land and kills things for vengeance and puts their bodies on the swords that stick out of him. They say he roams the land collecting corpses. But now he is no longer Just Ugdar, He is Ugdar, Many bodies!” Ezic was interrupted but his younger brother Maekel: “Yea right! Do you take me for a fool! That was the dumbest thing I ever heard! I mean real-…” Maekel was cut off by a loud rumbling sound in the forest. The trees shook and branches fell to the ground. It happened again and again and again. “What is that noise” asked Gondar. All of a sudden Ugdar burst through the trees into their campsite. He grabbed Ezic by the throat and stuck him onto his back, impaling him and the sword of the eldest son of the Pittygrove family. He swung his fist first and bashed in the skull of Maekel And then Grabbed Gondar by the torso. He stuck them onto his back as well, but also onto the sword of the eldest son. Ugdar stalked away as blood dripped down his back.