"Nice to meet you Alacruun. So where are you from?" Jang asks again, not displaying her suspicions at the unanswered question.
"And a Windego is an...well, it was an Algonquian myth. These days, it's not really a myth anymore. It's a huge creature, taller than a man with a massive mouth. Huge sharp teeth, and a seeminly endless hunger. It stalks the woods and artic wastes, looking for something, anything to eat. The only way to kill it for good is to capture it and pour hot tallow down it's throat. As to where they come from..." Jang clears her throat, looking a bit worried.
"Imagine this. You and your family and friends are in a cabin in the woods. Winter hits harder and faster than you exepcted. Time goes on and you get colder and hungrier. Then one of your friends dies. Then another. Then one of your family. You're stuck there, no food, no warmpth. And that body, well...it's what he would of wanted, you to live, you tell yourself. Just a bite, enough to live. Winter has to break soon."
Jang takes another breath, looking out over the cold plains. "So you take a bite. Then another. And another. But you can't stop. You keep eating, as do the remaninig survivors. Eating untill there's nothing but bones, and you leave the cabin, hunting for anything, anyone to eat."
She looks back up at Alacruun. "That's a Windego. A monster of cold and hunger."
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"And a Windego is an...well, it was an Algonquian myth. These days, it's not really a myth anymore. It's a huge creature, taller than a man with a massive mouth. Huge sharp teeth, and a seeminly endless hunger. It stalks the woods and artic wastes, looking for something, anything to eat. The only way to kill it for good is to capture it and pour hot tallow down it's throat. As to where they come from..." Jang clears her throat, looking a bit worried.
"Imagine this. You and your family and friends are in a cabin in the woods. Winter hits harder and faster than you exepcted. Time goes on and you get colder and hungrier. Then one of your friends dies. Then another. Then one of your family. You're stuck there, no food, no warmpth. And that body, well...it's what he would of wanted, you to live, you tell yourself. Just a bite, enough to live. Winter has to break soon."
Jang takes another breath, looking out over the cold plains. "So you take a bite. Then another. And another. But you can't stop. You keep eating, as do the remaninig survivors. Eating untill there's nothing but bones, and you leave the cabin, hunting for anything, anyone to eat."
She looks back up at Alacruun. "That's a Windego. A monster of cold and hunger."