"LOST THEM?" Abhorrent, yelling at his high general Gerald. "How could you possibly have lost them, I sent you with a quarter of my entire garrison!" Fury has taken him over, he grabs his lycan 'pet' by the through and slams it against a near by wall killing it instantly. "NEXT TIME YOU COME BACK WITH BAD NEWS, THAT WILL BE YOU!" The twitching bleeding corpse of the beast slowly changes back to a young man no more than 20 years of age as it takes it's final gasping breath. "Get that, thing, out of here."<br/><br/>Abhorrent gestures for Gerald to leave.  "I'll kill them myself if I have to, SCRIBE!" He yells for his note taker. "Write to Millish, tell him I am going after the princess myself." Millish being the only person that Abhorrent would ever report to regardless of their rank. Millish was his fathers concubine, and Abhorrent only felt it right to keep him in the ring of people he would keep in line of succession.<br/><br/>As his squires load his carriages to be shiped to his next camp, he orders his stable to set up a few horses to cary him there in one night to start his search early, "I want all my men mobile by the morning."<br/><br/>"Yes sir." His stablemen ran to the barrack and a hustle broke loose for preparation.<br/><br/>"This should be fun." He laughs to himself. And straps his daggers to his waist, and gathers his swords.