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"Or, some other creature, not necessarily human, but similar in size and weight?" |
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"Does it matter?" Talhoffer growled, "We need our tools back."
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"Yes it does sir." Catherine responds "If they're an actual organized community they will probably have weapons and a militia so attacking them without a plan will end for us just as it ended for the kobolds." she stands up and dusts off her knee "I hope they're just humanoid shaped and not as smart or advanced, because even a bunch of feral orks with crossbows can be very dangerous."
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"I just hope it's not that drow from the other night. I wouldn't fancy trying to wrest it back if there's more than one of them." the he notes, "Of course, if it is the drow, sneaking into the camp to steal a plow seems awfully petty, considering they had the option to kill instead."
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Errol shakes his head.
"Frankly, it doesn't matter right now. We need that plow back. Just keep your eyes out for something other than kobolds." Eyes darting around the area, he moves carefully along the trail. |
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Bersh
"Standing here talking about it isn't going to find what was stolen." Bersh follows after Errol, eyes scanning the area and weapons ready for any surprises. Last edited by blackghost09; May 12th, 2013 at 08:24 PM. |
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As the group continues upon the trail they turn a corner blocked by a rocky outcropping and find a shadowed hollow between trees. In the center of this hollow is the plow, placed carefully upon a rock.
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"Well, there isn't much else this could be... unless someone thought it was a statue of their god." responds Catherine before drawing her sword and looking around from the top of her mount.
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Looking up from the plow, Erroll grins off to the side of the path.
"Ahh, good. Nothing to worry about." Turning to the others, he is smiling widely. "Not a big problem, everyone. It's just our friend here who got it back for us." He points off to the side of the hollow at a figure in the trees. |
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Between the group and the plow lies a stretch of very tall grass. On its far side is a small clearing, at the center of which is the plow. Just behind it, shielding herself from the light is what appears to be an elven woman.
... an elven woman with coal black skin and bone white hair... |
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I was right Hengist thought Why doesn't that make me feel better?
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"Drow!" Talhoffer yelled, his claws extended and a shimmering force sprang into being around him.
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The Drow woman doesnt move. She simply stares at you.
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