Mog edges forward and scoops up his sword and then backs off into the woods. And keeps backing away until he blends into the green and Quillathe can no longer hear or see him (+10 to hide / move silent).
His rage finally peters out. He's tired and hurt bad, but he's still standing. "Need to get me a big spear or a bow" he thinks to himself as he limps off into the woods.
THE END
His rage finally peters out. He's tired and hurt bad, but he's still standing. "Need to get me a big spear or a bow" he thinks to himself as he limps off into the woods.
THE END
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