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<blockquote data-quote="Zoverai" data-source="post: 2593357" data-attributes="member: 35209"><p>Meanwhile during the chaos that erupted in the tavern the Trollkin carrying the antiquate pistol made a dash for one of the windows. Diving over a table he timed his jump just a little short and collided painfully with the window frame. As the wind was knocked from his lungs he double over briefly and glanced around to see if anyone had noticed. Fortunately most of the tavern’s patrons were too busy running for their lives and once the pale Trollkin got his breath back, he gingerly climbed out of the window and joined the mad dash down to the beach.</p><p></p><p>Having lost precious moments climbing out of the window he looked around trying to find an edge to help him make it to one of the ships or at least to the relative safety of the sea. Just over to his right and behind him the Trollkin heard a roaring battle-cry and saw that the Ogrun bodyguard of the beautiful woman who had danced on the tables was cleaving a path through the advancing undead. Slipping down amongst the brush in the sand dunes the gun-wielding Trollkin waited patiently for the Ogrun to pass him by and then rose up to fall in step next to the booted lady. She graced him with a brief smile and drew a large dark blade to fend off any of the walking dead that managed to slip past her walking wall-breaker.</p><p></p><p>Several times the undead tried to swarm them intent on reaching the woman, but each time the Ogrun with his war-cleaver swept them aside like leaves tossed by the wind. Once by the water front the Ogrun continued his march in to the water, although his mistress remained behind.</p><p></p><p>“Which ship shall I take?” she asked with a mischievous smile as she spun to face the pale Trollkin.</p><p></p><p>“Uh,” the young gun mage replied as he was caught somewhat off-guard admiring her figure-hugging boots and blouse. “It’s your choice of course, my Lady.”</p><p></p><p>“That one!” she proclaimed as she pointed her Ogrun at the nearby merchant’s brig. The hulking warrior continued his march in to the sea and disappeared beneath the waves within a couple of strides.</p><p></p><p>“If only I had some music,” the woman said quietly as she drew a pistol. She pointed it at the Trollkin, who promptly ducked, and shot one of the undead emerging from the water behind him. </p><p></p><p>The Trollkin was somewhat deafened by the blast, but he wasted no time drawing his own antique pistol and shooting at more of the undead advancing towards them.</p><p></p><p>“I have a flute,” he said as he stood spell-bound by her sparkling eyes.</p><p></p><p>“Well, play it then.” She commanded and spun to face the next wave of attackers. Dark hair flying and fell blades swinging above her head the woman began a new dance to the Trollkin’s flute music. Stamping her feet upon the sand and bringing down the blade in deadly strikes that fell in beat to the music, the booted woman’s dance of death cut down the scores of undead that attacked them.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Zoverai, post: 2593357, member: 35209"] Meanwhile during the chaos that erupted in the tavern the Trollkin carrying the antiquate pistol made a dash for one of the windows. Diving over a table he timed his jump just a little short and collided painfully with the window frame. As the wind was knocked from his lungs he double over briefly and glanced around to see if anyone had noticed. Fortunately most of the tavern’s patrons were too busy running for their lives and once the pale Trollkin got his breath back, he gingerly climbed out of the window and joined the mad dash down to the beach. Having lost precious moments climbing out of the window he looked around trying to find an edge to help him make it to one of the ships or at least to the relative safety of the sea. Just over to his right and behind him the Trollkin heard a roaring battle-cry and saw that the Ogrun bodyguard of the beautiful woman who had danced on the tables was cleaving a path through the advancing undead. Slipping down amongst the brush in the sand dunes the gun-wielding Trollkin waited patiently for the Ogrun to pass him by and then rose up to fall in step next to the booted lady. She graced him with a brief smile and drew a large dark blade to fend off any of the walking dead that managed to slip past her walking wall-breaker. Several times the undead tried to swarm them intent on reaching the woman, but each time the Ogrun with his war-cleaver swept them aside like leaves tossed by the wind. Once by the water front the Ogrun continued his march in to the water, although his mistress remained behind. “Which ship shall I take?” she asked with a mischievous smile as she spun to face the pale Trollkin. “Uh,” the young gun mage replied as he was caught somewhat off-guard admiring her figure-hugging boots and blouse. “It’s your choice of course, my Lady.” “That one!” she proclaimed as she pointed her Ogrun at the nearby merchant’s brig. The hulking warrior continued his march in to the sea and disappeared beneath the waves within a couple of strides. “If only I had some music,” the woman said quietly as she drew a pistol. She pointed it at the Trollkin, who promptly ducked, and shot one of the undead emerging from the water behind him. The Trollkin was somewhat deafened by the blast, but he wasted no time drawing his own antique pistol and shooting at more of the undead advancing towards them. “I have a flute,” he said as he stood spell-bound by her sparkling eyes. “Well, play it then.” She commanded and spun to face the next wave of attackers. Dark hair flying and fell blades swinging above her head the woman began a new dance to the Trollkin’s flute music. Stamping her feet upon the sand and bringing down the blade in deadly strikes that fell in beat to the music, the booted woman’s dance of death cut down the scores of undead that attacked them. [/QUOTE]
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