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[WillowLuman]

Anyway, where was I?
Deebus trekked into the mountains. At first, the going was extremely unpleasant. From wispy, nasty red clouds big globs of the foul-smelling, crimson mucus slopped down upon the earth. It wasn't long before Deebus was covered in the stuff, though it seemed to dissolve off the landscape fairly quickly. Along the way he surprisingly encountered few signs of moving life, save for a few mountain goats and a marmot.

When the sun was high in the eastern sky, Deebus came to a small plateau, which was bisected by a burbling brook. As he crossed it, he noted a peregrine falcon. This lightened his spirits a little. His tribe considered those birds to be a sign of good luck.

When the sun was high in the western sky, he was there. The Splattered Murk, a burrow dug into the sandy clay soil, was not deep within the mountains as he had feared, but instead rested near the bottom of the eastern slope. He had crossed a stretch of the mountains pointlessly, if uneventfully, it seemed. Before he crawled down into the hole he stopped to wash the horrid mucus off at a nearby pool.

In this den he found Exilang Spymost, the albino troglodyte.

Following his now tried and tested motions fluidly, the kobold crept up behind his prey and drove the spear towards his head. The blow failed to penetrate, but it fractured the skull and opened a large bloody gap. Deebus swiped to maim Exilang's right foot, but in the beast's pain it stumbled forward, unwittingly avoiding the blow. To correct for this, Deebus merely stabbed Exilang's right calf, sending the troglodyte crashing to the gound. Exilang suddenly found a spear wedged inside his guts, so he yanked it out before vomiting blood and turning over. He still could not see his assailant.

After another stab to the foot and to the hand, Exilang passed out from pain. Deebus finished his work with an overhead stab to the cranium.

[Corai]

A albino troglodyte? Really grandpa! the young pup said, cutting him off from finishing the story.

[Eric Blank]

These poor trogs don't stand a chance...

[Corai]

I bet Deebus is the one who led the war in my latest world. I gave kobolds siegeing abilities and a language.





Half the planet is burning, the other half are kobold towns.

[Thecard]

It really is fun how you still sneak after attacking.  I can't imagine how you could pull that off, but you're a kobold, you can find a way.

[Eric Blank]

It really is fun how you still sneak after attacking.  I can't imagine how you could pull that off, but you're a kobold, you can find a way.

With legendary ambushing you become nearly invisible

[Hanslanda]

A predator cloaking device only gives you like a Proficient Ambusher rating. Legendary is basically the wet dream of an ethereal ninja master wearing a cloaking device under a lunar eclipse at midnight on Pluto. Its... Slightly sneaky.

[Tirion]

It really is fun how you still sneak after attacking.  I can't imagine how you could pull that off, but you're a kobold, you can find a way.

With legendary ambushing you become nearly invisible

It's Sneak level 100 the Skyrim way 

[WillowLuman]

The tale of the ninja-bold continues! Or at this point is he more like the kobold version of Batman?
Through the Noiseless hills to the southwest lay the next target. The dingo Scred. Deebus left Exilang's burrow and began journeying again. According to his information, it wouldn't be too far. At the bottom of the hill he came again to a stream that he had crossed in his homeward journey, but he knew he would have a safe crossing for again he spied a peregrine falcon. More good luck.

He crossed the stream again in the south. Now he came upon the Scred in her lair, and by the look of her she did seem strong and mean indeed, more than the average dingo. She was also fat, being well fed upon both game and the blood of her victims. But she wasn't worth wasting an arrow on. Just another quick trepanning with the spear and she died, turning the walls red with profuse bleeding. Deebus butchered her corpse, taking her skull and eating her heart to absorb her ferocity. The rest of the meat had to stay; he traveled light and already have enough meat for a few days.

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The next nearest target was another troglodyte, Meplul, in the southwestmost corner of the Mountains. Along the way, the skies began to draw towards evening, so Deebus searched for a place to rest. He came into a snowy flatland in the arms of the Mountains; where his journey had begun. The lairs of his first two beasts were nearby. He would sleep in one of those tonight.

As Deebus drew near the hole where he had fallen into 5 days ago, though, he found the day's challenges were not yet over. He had been walking without caution, not in hiding, and a wolverine had seen him. For some reason she decided to charge, becoming instantly enraged Deebus ducked down the hillside and came back up. He was now undetected. With his advantage regained he speared her in the belly as she wrathfully searched for him. The blow spilled her guts, but she deflected the next one. Unable to get a headshot, Deebus struck her guts again. Then another 2 quick strikes severed her paws and she bled to death.


With a few hours yet before nightfall, and the short distance of journey, Deebus went to look at the other lair as well. Damse the voracious cave crawler's remains were still there, and most of the meat he had left behind was as well. He liked cave crawler meat, do he took some of it. It would take some gnawing to make the cold flesh soft again, though, but he could always warm it in a fire. With that he returned to the burrow of Ecem the troglodyte. Next to the frozen, scalped body he lit a fire to warm his dinner with.

[WillowLuman]

Day 3, 27 Malachite 200

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Deebus awoke at dawn, setting out once more to the south to find the abode of Meplul. As the sun peeked over the horizon, he came upon something interesting; a large mound of snow-covered gabbro. A cave entrance. He crept into it and descended though several chambers. Finding nothing of interest after a few minutes, though, he turned around and went back up. Whatever lay at the bottom could wait. There was no evidence of any inhabitants, so no beasts nor treasure seemed likely.

Shortly after crossing a frozen river he came upon another hole in the ground, though it was by the area not one of the ones revealed to him. It was his duty to go in anyway, though, and destroy whatever enemy lay within. That enemy was the troll Asto Smusmusp

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Deebus crept inwards, trying to find a good angle to get an arrow in. That was how he discovered another surprise.

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This would require some caution.

[Eric Blank]

Hide up in that little nook behind Asto and shoot down Methi, then creep over to where Methi was standing and shoot Asto. Or stab them. That's always fun.

[Xantalos]

Posting to watch (finally)

[Corai]

Un-sneak and run outside, once there both out, flee, resneak, and snipe them off.

[Hanslanda]

Still following the ninjabold.

[WillowLuman]

Deebus crept back towards the entrance of the cave, out of sight of Methi, and fired an arrow at Asto. The arrow buried itself deep into the bone of her left leg. As a burst of hideous sky-blue blood sprayed forth, Asto saw her attacker and charged him, but fell upon her face as the pain was to great to move with. Deebus moved to finish her off. However, it was not so easy. Repeated stabs to the head could not seem to pierce the brain. Instead he opted to pierce her lungs repeatedly. For good measure he wrapped his arms around her throat to hasten the now inevitable.



Methi seemed oblivious to all this, even as her partner roared in pain and breathed her last. Deebus didn't wait for her to realize what was going on. He fired another arrow to bite the left leg, ten charged up and impaled the Methi through the guts. To a troll, this was but a flesh wound, and Methi pulled the spear out. Blindly lashing out she struck Deebus and sent him flying back. He rubbed his back, which was now badly bruised, and charged again. Methi could not see her attacker due to her copious vomiting. The next blow found home and fractured the trollish skull. Methi gave into pain, and then came once more the difficult task of finishing off a troll. This time he just kept stabbing her, stabbing out the eyes, the throat, even the ivory horns and tusks. It still took several minutes.



With the occupants dead, Deebus looked over their treasure. There were some interesting things there, not counting the shredded kobold clothes. These included several flasks, a drum, and an iron dagger. Of the flasks, there was a plain nickel flask, a nickel flask spiked along the outside with aluminum, and perhaps most interesting of all, a flask that was plain but very well crafted and made of pure platinum. The drum was iron, covered with studs of copper, and was very well made.
A closer look at the cave-spider silk clothes revealed them to not be the remains of past victims, but to be quite interesting indeed. There was a loincloth, encrusted with cobochons of malachite and adorned with rings of crocodile bone. Another loincloth had rings of chert with an image of a strange tree in wombat bone, as well as an image of something strange in elk bird horn. It appeared to be something like a giant spoon, with large disks at one end, and a huge stone within the spoon.

There was a tunic, covered with imposing spikes of turkey bone, that with images in wolf bone told the story of the rise of the dreaded troll Enseb Truematch as an enemy of kobold kind in his summer rampage long ago. The rest seemed to be plain clothes, but none were shredded.