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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
10/7/2015 2:13:29 AM
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"I imagine," Jarah agreed, still playing with Quince in his hands cheerily. "Hopefully we won't come along any of them!"
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"Yeah, lets hope we don'.... they smell really really bad." Garuud said then his head snapped to the side as he heard a sound. " Did you hear that? It sounded like a claw scraping across a rock" *Garuud pulled the Fabian strategy from his back and got into a ready stance*
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"No, I didn't, good catch," Jarah replied sternly, as his ghost rose and seemed to disappear, though ready to be there for its guardian in a heartbeat. He aimed his auto rifle suspiciously, slowly moving in closer... "I wonder what it could be," he murmured to himself.
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Just then a hoard of thralls swarmed out screeching and attacking
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Jarah backed up in surprise, before jumping up, hovering in the air for a moment to switch back to his beloved shotgun. He landed, and punched the one closest to him, sending the thrall floating off as its body disintegrated. He shot another one cleanly in the chest, smirking.
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*Garuud joined in the melee punching one into dust, it exploded and created a sunspot in front of the hoard. " burn baby burn " he yelled
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"You just speak in song lyrics, don't you," Jarah chuckled out, punching another one, stunning it as he punched once more. More thrall, and some cursed thrall crawled out, springing at the guardians.
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"They fit my mood! hahaa!" *Garuud throws a thermite grenade into the hoard "Thrall bowling!" He yelled before he started laughing. Thralls and body parts flew in every which direction. But more and more showed up.... then a familiar but unwelcome sound resounded throughout the area. "Oh, looks we have more guests...Taken"
