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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 2420175" data-attributes="member: 2561">Ba'aktar's shoulders sagged when he realised the other halfling was alive. He wasn't really in a condition to fight anymore, so he'd have to kill Hentre while the halfling was unable to fight back. He started to get up, grabbing for his khora so as to carry out the grizzly deed before it could be done to him. He ignored the crying at first but then something caught his eye, the other children had moved away from the youngest.Ba'aktar paused to see what was the matter, but became alarmed when the child started vomiting. He forgot about his injuries for a moment, and was crouching next to the child in moments."Wh- what's wrong with her!?" he asked the other children frantically, "How do you stop it!?"There was nothing he could do however, and the child de-aged in front of him, then died. He scrambled back a few paces."What was that?" he asked them, barely containing a sense of panic, "A disease? How many of you have it?"He glanced once more towards Hentre, wondering how long he had before the halfling regained his composure. It really would just be simpler to kill the little fellow while he had the chance, but his confusion lent him indecision. What he wanted to do most was throw the incapacitated Yu'olan over his shoulder and get as far as he could from the damn orphanage and its cursed children."Yu'olan, wake up!" Ba'aktar yelled at Yu'olan, "Wake up, damn you! It's all gone wrong!"The khora was clenched in his fist, and his gaze was now on the remaining halfling. There was no satisfaction in killing something this way, but it seemed more a question of survival now.</blockquote>

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