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Kain hung there staring at the dwarf.
“Who the f**ck are you?”
The dwarf wriggled his nose in a swermy manner.
“Who am I?” Magnus replied. “I am the sort that’s meant to kill and capture that goddamn troll that is hurting the village up north. Troll’s blood is a commodity that I wish to collect—makes good grease for my welding tools. And no fancy-pants in cladded armor are going to stand in my way from collecting my share.”
Kain grew annoyed, and worse of all, the blood was starting to rush to his head. It was then that he noticed the blood upon the dwarf’s chainmail armor. There were also droplets of blood sprinkled around the contents of a long blade placed along the belt of this man. He would likely come in contact with the creature before this chance meeting, and was the reason why the beast bleed so heavily.
“Hmmm, well this is a nice predicament we have then.” Kain finally said. “You be the sort of hunting him for his blood, and be the sort of hunting him for his head. We can split the difference fifty-fifty—now can you do me a favor, Mr. Dwarf? And cut me down!”
“Sorry,” Magnus said. He began to walk away from the still hanging Kain. “But you actually seem like you’re the type to be stepping upon my plans. It would likely seem best to just leave you here for a spell—until that is, I catch the beast that is...”
The dwarf then pulled from his back a long, curved, and iron rod, from which was slung over his shoulder. He then seemed, at least from Kain’s point of view to twist the handle one way, then another. Ejected from each of the ends of the rod, sprung two whole sides of one double-sided-axe. Kain hung completely amused at seeing this. He was indeed a man of many weapons, and had never seen anything like this before; more so, Kain was interested in seeing what more something like this could do. That was when the crusader remembered his own sword, Charity.
“By the way,” the dwarf continued. “My name’s Magnus—Magnus Gunderbrow. It’s just to give you something to think about whilst you're hanging there. I will see you around, Templar. Enjoy your stay, if you can.”
The dwarf then began to walk away from Kain, going deeper and deeper into the woods. The infamous monster hunter had waited for him to leave, before cutting himself down. But as it were, Kain wouldn’t have a chance to do so. For as Magnus left, he then returned only a moment or two later.