<div align="center">(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/9/640x467_3094_The_Demon_Wars_Saga_The_Demon_Spirit_Part_1_2d_fantasy_bow_hunter_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)<br/><strong>Linell <br/>North-North East of the Tower Camp<br/>Day 1 - Late Morning<br/>Tagged: Photo </strong></div><br/>Linell sat on a rock doctoring a new cut on his leg the best he could.  Net to him laid his bow and quiver and his sword and long dagger. Both his blades where covered in blood and the bow was splintered. He had been caught off guard by a group of small demons as he was trying to hunt.  He grumbled to himself as he wrapped a clean piece of cloth around his wound.<br/><br/>He was upset but not to angry though he was glad for the exercise and it had been a while he had been challenged in a fight. Just one of those he still might have gotten the deer he had had in his sights but instead it seemed like a whole group of the smaller demons had decided to work together that morning. It did not matter to him they were all evil and all deserved death no matter how big or small they might be.<br/><br/>Standing up Linell reached down and grabbing both blades he wiped the blood off and slipped the sword in the scabbard at his right hip and the dagger in one on his left leg. Next he picked up his bow it examined where it was splintered. It would need repairing but it would last until he got home.  Finally he put hi quiver on his back and started to head back to his cabin.<br/><br/>He had been walking a good while when he felt the ground tremble and heard the sound of stampeding animals. He turned slowly and could see the biggest demon he had ever seen bearing down on him from the same direction he had been coming. Linell smiled as he put an arrow to his bow and brought them up to fire.  “Come on you dam bastard spawn of hell come and meet your doom”. He fired and quickly started to prepared another his day had just gotten even more exciting.<br/>