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<blockquote data-quote="Hrothgar" data-source="post: 3650201" data-attributes="member: 22226"><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Sorry, maddmic. I wrote "plate", but I was being pretty general. I guess from Herger's perspective, the breast"plate" is full plate compared to what he had before! Herger only takes 1 point of nonlethal damage. Thanks for reminding me about the feat.</span></p><p><span style="color: SlateGray"></span></p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">Thanks for letting us know you will be on vacation, Thornir. Have fun!</span></p><p></p><p>Mardo can only thank Aryth for the tough trek across the Erenland that prepared him for the gut-wrenching pace of the past day. Slowly gathering his breath, trying to ease the burning in his lungs, Mardo thinks back to his elation after battle...</p><p></p><p><em>Cullenwe smiles at the garish Gnome. <span style="color: DarkOrange">You indeed are the Bird, River Folk. Building your nest I see?</span> Cullenwe looks through the assortment of weapons, armor, and small trinkets. His nose wrinkles at some of the items: an assortment of small knucklebones, dried human ears, and a bundle of salted testicles. Both Gnome and Elf find little extraordinary. <span style="color: DarkOrange">My friend, this is good steel, directly from the North. Probably Cruach Emyn itself. Cleaned and washed, the rebel Dorns of Northern Erethor could well make use of these armor and weapons. The Oruk armor and weapons can be melted down and recast. Take what you will, Gnome. But don't let your nest weigh you down...</span></em></p><p></p><p>The weeping draws his attention, as well as several of his companions. Walking carefully through the underbrush, the Heroes stealthily walk ahead through the trees, ears straining to once again to catch source of the sound. Ahead, a massive ring of weathered stones with ancient, moss covered runes stands silently.</p><p></p><p>It is Starhl who discovers that something terrible has happened. A wet crunch sounds in the grass below his foot. Nearby, the wolf looks at him and emits a low growl. Scanning the ground, Starhl can see the entire area is smeared crimson: the grass is streaked red, large droplets hang on broad leaves, red smears run up the sides of the large oaks and ring stones. Warning the rest of the Heroes, Starhl pulls backt the grass to reveal the upper torso of an Elf, its limbs torn asunder and missing. Starhl's head starts to spin. Ladriel peers down at Starhl's horror and covers her mouth in disbelief.</p><p></p><p>Standing well above the other Heroes, Herger's eyes are drawn to the upper boughs and trunks of the sizeable oaks in the area. Bloody arms and legs hang from tightly wound vines, sightless Elven eyes stare at him from the bloody branches. Herger gasps in horror, drawing the attention of the rest of the Heroes. Ladriel cries hoarsely, <span style="color: DarkOrange">The Caransil patrol! By the Queen, what has happened here?</span></p><p></p><p>Very faintly, the sob sounds above the Heroes. Peering up, the Heroes spot a Caransil wrapped in vines, weeping, his hands over his face, blood running down his hands. His legs and torso are bent at odd angles, indicating numerous broken bonds. Where skin is seen, its is bruised black from severe internal hermorraging. The Elf's voice is low, deranged. <span style="color: Cyan">Our Doom is upon us. The girl will be the end of us all...</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Ladriel translates the Elf's words for the Heroes.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hrothgar, post: 3650201, member: 22226"] [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Sorry, maddmic. I wrote "plate", but I was being pretty general. I guess from Herger's perspective, the breast"plate" is full plate compared to what he had before! Herger only takes 1 point of nonlethal damage. Thanks for reminding me about the feat. Thanks for letting us know you will be on vacation, Thornir. Have fun![/COLOR] Mardo can only thank Aryth for the tough trek across the Erenland that prepared him for the gut-wrenching pace of the past day. Slowly gathering his breath, trying to ease the burning in his lungs, Mardo thinks back to his elation after battle... [I]Cullenwe smiles at the garish Gnome. [COLOR=DarkOrange]You indeed are the Bird, River Folk. Building your nest I see?[/COLOR] Cullenwe looks through the assortment of weapons, armor, and small trinkets. His nose wrinkles at some of the items: an assortment of small knucklebones, dried human ears, and a bundle of salted testicles. Both Gnome and Elf find little extraordinary. [COLOR=DarkOrange]My friend, this is good steel, directly from the North. Probably Cruach Emyn itself. Cleaned and washed, the rebel Dorns of Northern Erethor could well make use of these armor and weapons. The Oruk armor and weapons can be melted down and recast. Take what you will, Gnome. But don't let your nest weigh you down...[/COLOR][/I] The weeping draws his attention, as well as several of his companions. Walking carefully through the underbrush, the Heroes stealthily walk ahead through the trees, ears straining to once again to catch source of the sound. Ahead, a massive ring of weathered stones with ancient, moss covered runes stands silently. It is Starhl who discovers that something terrible has happened. A wet crunch sounds in the grass below his foot. Nearby, the wolf looks at him and emits a low growl. Scanning the ground, Starhl can see the entire area is smeared crimson: the grass is streaked red, large droplets hang on broad leaves, red smears run up the sides of the large oaks and ring stones. Warning the rest of the Heroes, Starhl pulls backt the grass to reveal the upper torso of an Elf, its limbs torn asunder and missing. Starhl's head starts to spin. Ladriel peers down at Starhl's horror and covers her mouth in disbelief. Standing well above the other Heroes, Herger's eyes are drawn to the upper boughs and trunks of the sizeable oaks in the area. Bloody arms and legs hang from tightly wound vines, sightless Elven eyes stare at him from the bloody branches. Herger gasps in horror, drawing the attention of the rest of the Heroes. Ladriel cries hoarsely, [COLOR=DarkOrange]The Caransil patrol! By the Queen, what has happened here?[/COLOR] Very faintly, the sob sounds above the Heroes. Peering up, the Heroes spot a Caransil wrapped in vines, weeping, his hands over his face, blood running down his hands. His legs and torso are bent at odd angles, indicating numerous broken bonds. Where skin is seen, its is bruised black from severe internal hermorraging. The Elf's voice is low, deranged. [COLOR=Cyan]Our Doom is upon us. The girl will be the end of us all...[/COLOR] [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Ladriel translates the Elf's words for the Heroes.[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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