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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RealAlHazred" data-source="post: 6728683" data-attributes="member: 25818">Originally posted by Silarey:Hale, the half-orc ranger.Long have I been traveling the lands. My heritage a bane to my reputation. A brutal killer is what they call me. Perhaps it's what I am. This lizard king; he's no so different from me. No, perhaps we're both of the same cloth. Maybe we could have been friends. Yes, perhaps it may have been so at another time and another place. We're most likely both victims of circumstances. *BBEG revels in the Shadowfell energies, a gruff snaky cackle resonates through the bog; drowns out the whimpering of the Elven princess* Look at him, seems he found his place in the world. Yeah; maybe I should find mine. My 4 comrades pretends we're all friends, but I see it in their eyes when I let loose; the fear. It's something I came to realize in the past months. We accomplished many things together, but gradually, I came to understand this fear as something different from the ones I saw sketched on all my previous opponents. Aye, this one grew on them, like a comfortable blanket beside a campfire they wrapped themselves in it. *Adventurers rush the lizards shouting battle-cries, flinging spells and launching bolts; the robe-wearer yelling Hale's name sternly* Ah, I guess it's my turn now. Oh lizard pal; why'd it come to this. Now I have to draw both my weary blades in yet another addition to my grim tally, against a foe much in the same rut that I find myself. Oh look, there goes Mr.Toogoodforeveryone speared. Yeah I see you, from the bushes I catch your last look; it seems accusing. Sorry, not my fault; this time it wasn't me. And there goes the Golden Boy himself, hah, thrown into the waters: never liked your haughty brags, too bad I couldn't see it myself. These bushes are pretty nice right now. Looks like you're going to win this one Mr.Lizard King. *Seeing his friends felled, the cleric bats away the spirits assailing him honing his god's symbol with his faith, the spirits dissipates to the great disappointment of the shaman. It is too late, and he starts the retreat hoping the thief can cover him* Run robed dunst, they're almost at your heels. The short one won't help you; he got dragged under already. Probably have issues with seeing things clearly with those bushy eyebrows of yours. No matter, you'll be feeding the lizards too soon enough. *The Elven Princess succumbs to disaster and expires* Never like those elves; too frail, too much like our late Golden Boy. Ho ho priest, you chose the white and now wear the deepest red. I'll be seeing you one day. Not today, no, I'm hungry and this isn't my scene. *The ranger leaves the scene through the bush, like an artist observing the work of another. He heads for easier game.* "Hale hungry. Rabbit is good. Hale get rabbit." There. Encounter done. The Ranger Wins.</blockquote>

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