Lapenzan: forest

Nathaniel trod through the bush of the lapenzan forest, blood trailing behind him, his sword dripped red with the blood of witches and werewolves.
"Damnit Nate, you're a fuckin monster!" One of the hunters behind him said.
"Leave some for us, god knows we want to kill some of them too!" Another said, Nathaniel wiped the blood clean but did not sheath his blade, he kept it out and went into the defence position.
[color=f26522]"werewolf."[/color], he set his blade aflame, tongues of fire burned the leaves above to crisps, the two behind him unsheathed their swords with trouble, though unable to enchant their weapons like Nathaniel, they did have silver forged into the tips of their blades, it was enough to wound the inhuman beasts, maybe kill them.  The werewolf jumped forward, leaping onto Nathaniel only to be cut deep with the red hot blade, it coughed up blood.  The two hunters stabbed their swords into the beast, it howled as loud as it could in pain before ripping off the arm of the first hunter, he died screaming as blood drooled from his stump of an arm.  The second held the beast still as Nathaniel readied a heavy swing on the werewolf, a slam and a sizzle and the beasts head was cleaved clean off, the neck seared from the cut, then a stab to the heart with a divine strike, the beast was dead and the hunter claimed another trophy.