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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DrZombie" data-source="post: 1430765" data-attributes="member: 15640"><p>AS fendor walks downhill to the center of the valley, his nose confirmes what his mind has deduced. The sickly-sweet smell of charred meat is heavy upon the air. As he stalks closer, he can hear the barking of the dog cut-off sharply, followed by rauceous laughter, a too low and raw sound to be made by human throats. As he stalks closer, carefully, he sees five fomorians, hunched over a carcass of a cow, feasting upon the half-charred half raw meat, blood dripping from their faces. A sixth one has spitted a dog upon his spear, and holds the twitching remains in the air over the now awake form of a seventh one. With a vile curse he stands up, backhanding the spearholder across the face, then wipes his tunic clear of the blood and faeces of the dying dog.</p></blockquote><p></p>