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Message: <blockquote data-quote="moritheil" data-source="post: 4065857" data-attributes="member: 30610">Kobolds are hewn to pieces between the deadly dance of the tiefling and the ghostly sword.  Blood sprays in arcs as Rose twists gracefully, blades flashing furiously, heads and limbs floating about him in a mockery of juggling.  A few stray images are caught in the dance and vanish, shattering into fragments of smoke when struck.The babau triumphs over the fire elemental, the chill frost of his glaive reducing it to nothingness.Sookirr, the lone kobold unprotected by magic, is impaled to the hilt by a giant, ghostly greatsword before he has a chance to further convince the others.  From his corpse, the frowning form of Kaelvorr boils up, having been rudely dispossessed of this body before he was finished using it.The remaining two kobolds have survived only long enough to surrender, which they do so with remarkable alacrity.OOC: Moving this along so that we can get things going.</blockquote>