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[Corai]

Stormtemplar beheads the elf he eviscerated and grabs another by the hair, punching it in unconsciousness. "Leave that one alive" He says, dodging a clumsily aimed wooden stone spear and stabbing its owner in the leg.

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Corai jumped onto Splint's back, jumped off, and sent his spear through a elf's face, clean through.

"Is that dwarfy enough for ya buddy" He said, crippling another elf with a bone-shattering club. Corai was much more dwarf in strength.

[Reudh]

A small creature had just run up to Reudh, and handed him a small boulder.

These small creatures were attacked on sight back home, but they seemed friendly here.


Once again utilising his forbidden knapping skills, Reudh makes the boulder into a makeshift hammer. He puts his push dagger back in its pouch, and feels much less frightened. He isn't alone in this fight at least.

He stood his full 4'3" and wielded the hammer, then charged into the fray alongside some more of the small creatures.

[stormtemplar]

"Oops, we seem to have murdered them all. All in favor of sacking the tower and seeing what we can kill raise your hands."

[WillowLuman]

Mor, the watchman stood at the window of the microline tower, drinking his spiked strawberry booze. Why hadn't they returned yet?

[Reudh]

Not as if he had a choice if he wanted to live in the camp, Reudh shakily raises his hand.

"I can make weaponry out of stones, Mr Otherdwarf. I can also fight passably well. I'll come with you if it means my survival in this place."

[Splint]

Split wrencxhes his pike out of an elf, having had his back covered, quite literally by Corai. "Ok, where the hell did these ones come from if there were only three at the main depot?"

[wierd]

Closing the valve, weird removes his mask...


"Don't be so hasty!"  He shouted.

"Chloroform's an anasthetic gas!"

[stormtemplar]

"I think a few were lagging behind the main party. We murdered those too."

[WillowLuman]

Another elf wandered into the camp, looked at the bodies, and smiled. "Oh my, guests! The master always loves guests." She had a kind of glazed look in her eye. Come to think of it, the others had too...

[Kofthefens]

Kofthefens, having missed most of the fun, shoots it in the leg.

"Talk!"

[Splint]

"Something ain't right. Hey Corai, who's the best scout out of your little group? Not to be mean, you guys are just alot harder to spot than a human or a dwarf. ANd you might wanna stop your other 'bolds from killing the survivors..."

[Corai]

"I'll go with my kobolds to see whats in the tower, if were not back in forty minutes, consider us prepared intestines." He said, and the kobolds were off into the night.

"AND NOONE SELL ANY ELF PREPARED INTESTINES EITHER!"

Sale of elven prepared intestines forbidden.

[WillowLuman]

"Well, it seems you are a bit famished! Didn't your mother ever tell you to butcher people only after you ask politely first? Well, I can assure you we have food back home! If you'll follow me, we've got a feast ready at our tower. The master will be very interested to meet you."

[stormtemplar]

Stormtemplar grabs the elf and holds his sword to her thought "Who are you, and who is the master?"

[Splint]

"And define meet. We aren't exactly trusting of elves wearing troll hide."