Lore:The Importance of Where

he chieftain of Othrobar gathered his wise men together and said, "Every morning a tenfold of my flock are found butchered.  What is the cause?" 

Fangbith the Warleader said, "A  onster may be coming down from the Mountain and devouring your flock." 

Ghorick the Healer said, "A strange new   perhaps is to blame." 

Beran the Priest said, "We must sacrifice to the Goddess for her to save us." 

The wise men made sacrifices, and while they waited for their answers from the Goddess, Fangbith went to Mentor Joltereg and said, "You taught me well how to forge the  udgel of Zolia, and how to wield it in combat, but I must know now when it is wise to use my skill.  Do I wait for the Goddess to reply  or the medicine to work, or do I hunt the  onster   I know is in the  ountain?" 

"When is not important," said Joltereg. "Where is all that is important." 

So Fangbith took his Zolic cudgel in hand and walked far through the dark forest until he came to the base of the Great Mountain.  There he met two  onsters.  One  bloodied with the flesh of the chieftain of Othrobar's flock  fought him while its mate fled.  Fangbith remembered what his master had taught him, that "where" was all that was important. 

He struck the  onster on each of its five vital points: head, groin, throat, back, and chest.  ive blows to the five points  the  onster was slain.  It was too heavy to carry with him, but still triumphant, Fangbith returned to Othrobar. 

"I say I have slain the  onster that ate your flock," he cried. 

"What proof have you that you have slain  onster?" asked the chieftain. 

"I say I have saved the flock with my medicine," said Ghorick the Healer. 

"I say  he Goddess has saved the flock by my sacrifices," said Beran the Priest. 

Two mornings went by and the flocks were safe, but on the morning of the third day, another tenfold of the chieftain's flock was found butchered.  Ghorick the Healer went to his study to find a new medicine.  Beran the Priest prepared more sacrifices. Fangbith took his Zolic cudgel in hand  again, and   walked far through the dark forest until he came to the base of the Great Mountain.  There he met the other  onster, bloodied with the flesh of the chieftain of Othrobar's flock.  They did battle, and again Fangbith remembered what his master had taught him, that "where" was all that was important. 

He struck the  onster five times on the head and it fled.  Chasing it along the mountain, he struck it five times in the groin and it fled.  Running through the forest, Fangbith overtook the  onster and struck it five times in the throat and it fled.  Entering into the fields of Othrobar, Fangbith overtook the  onster and struck it five times in the back and it fled.  At the foot of the stronghold, the chieftain and his wise men emerged to the sound of the  onster wailing.  There they beheld the  onster that had slain the chieftain's flock.  Fangbith struck the  onster five times in the chest and it was slain.

A great feast was held in Fangbith's honor, and the flock of Othrobar was never again slain.  Joltereg embraced his student and said, "You have at last learned the importance of where you strike your blows."