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[Corai]

Corai hisses, and kobolds run up to see, they also hiss, the elves return it. They were never good friends....

"Elf! Kill it!"

[Mrhappyface]

We all give them the thousand yard stare. I chop a tree.

[WillowLuman]

Smoke elf-herb and partake of cannibalism? Well, unless you're not a human. They probably have some +dwarf biscuits+ though. Maybe even some +kobold soup+?

ninja'd x4

[Splint]

Err.... No... Thank you though. Even i have certain bounds I won't cross.... There's plenty of ants around here to eat instead... Oh! A Fisher Berry!

[Saurinae]

I just say the consuming of the sentient is okay as long as it is not cannibalism.

[Splint]

I just don't like the thought of what broiled goblin tastes like.... Probably like dirt and sewage.

[wierd]

 It was nearly dark now.  Lugging the pot full of reeds and berries back toward the glimmering sentry light of the crudely fashioned and hurriedly constructed beginnings of a new fortress, weird was stunned by what he saw.

There in front of him, were elves.

Horrible. Singing. Elves.

Hugo's ghost looked a little disturbed, and indeed, for some bizzare reason these elves were wearing troll skins, and were armed with stone weapons instead of their usual wooden dildoswords and toothpicks.

Thinking fast, he dumped the contents of the pot there on the path, next to a large stone boulder, and hastily hooked the reaction tank back up into his rig.

He was running low on supplies... but he thought he could muster some mustard gas, or some phosgene if needed.

Getting it ready, he slipped around the depot out of sight, and came around the long way....

If there was gonna be trouble, he was ready.  Elves would hit the ground before they could toss a single spear.

[Reudh]

A stout little dwarf was on the outskirts of the new camp.

This was Reudh, mason extraordinare. He could see the elves off in the distance, so he felt it was best to remain hidden for now, before coming into the camp.

[Corai]

Kobolds quickly grabbed there own stone spears they fashioned, the only thing keeping a small-battle happening was the fact that dwarves were in the way. And that was only cause they were bigger then they.

[Eric Blank]

I of course leave my block-production operation to yell at the elves for standing on the contruction site, waving a pickaxe angrily.

[Splint]

"Huh boy... Ghost rummaging through things, kobolds grabbing weapons...." The dirty and confused individual slips into the midst of the kobolds, a bent copper pike raised. "This is gonna get ugly, isn't it..."

[Eric Blank]

Only if ugly is elf-head baseball.

[Saurinae]

So.. I guess that means i have no morals?

[Splint]

Ugly means us coated in blood and tacking more horrible things onto our growing list of psychiatric issues.

[Kofthefens]

Kofthefens hears the racket and slowly approaches through a wall. He quietly loads his crossbow...