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. Gorath cursed and reviled the animal, but rather
than putting it out of its misery, he left it to die in the
wilderness.
He proceeded on foot, feeling meaner with every step.
He thought how much he'd enjoy strangling Starglow with
his mighty hands or piercing his enemy's heart with his
sword while Meadow screamed helplessly. Maybe he
would stab her as well, or make her drop to her knees and
beg him to allow her to be his slave again. How he would
make her suffer! Gorath shouted: "Revenge! I want
revenge!"
As the sun sank low in the west, Gorath discovered that
Meadow and Starglow had veered east, thereby avoiding
Solace and well-traveled roads on their way back to their
own village. Gorath followed blindly although he had to
travel over unfamiliar terrain. He wasn't one to worry about
the possible consequences of acting so impulsively,
especially with thoughts of revenge dancing on his dizzy
brain.
Soon the mighty warrior stood facing the Forest of
Wayreth.
Gorath had heard eerie legends throughout Krynn about
Wayreth and how it often played tricks with the minds of
those who dared pass through. "They think I'll be too
frightened to follow," said Gorath, attempting to laugh.
"But Gorath is scared of nothing!" Nevertheless, before
taking another step, he peered through the trees on the
perimeter of the strange forest
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