Frostbound

Chris

"Well, I'll be damned."

Light filtered through the area below where I stood nearly horizontally from how the sun was positioned and the shadows that it made were long and distorted. Even with the waning light, I could clearly see the beasts milling about down below.

The Frozen Wasteland I was marching through had its ups and downs. Not every iceberg froze perfectly level with the one next to it causing cliffs and ravines to form even though it was all one big sheet of ice.

Below marched a line of elephant-sized creatures with enough fur to stuff over a dozen beds to the brim. Tusks extended well past their bodies and a hefty bulk that caused the frozen ice to rumble as they walked.

[Wooly Mammoth: Level 108]

[Identify] finally putting in work as the beasts didn't have any way to block it. It had been a long time since I used the skill on a Human as most picked up a way to block it by now.

I went by feel most of the time anyway.

And these things felt like a threat.

Even individually I wasn't confident in beating one in a fight. It was odd to feel myself so small as it was usually the opposite sensation I was feeling.

The line of them pounded South as I stood and watched from above. They had noticed me, and I saw at least a few look up or indicate a trunk my way, but they continued on their way unperturbed.

They didn't even feel the slightest threat at my presence.