“It was a nice cloak but not worth this much trouble,” said Voddick as he pulled himself up over the ridge.
Gollaon was close behind. “And we even left it where it could be found once they started hunting us. Some people have no sense of forgiveness.” He cocked his head. “The hounds are casting around for our scent again.”
“It is not the hounds I am worried about but the mastiffs,” said Voddick before taking a drink from his canteen.
“Truth,” nodded Gollaon. “It looked as though there is some wicked magic on their collars too.”
“Well, we had best be going if we do not want to find out what it does.”
Collar of Savagery
These collars are usually made of thick leather and adorned with spikes, they look nasty because they are.
