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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hewligan" data-source="post: 5097135" data-attributes="member: 19688">Jokad see's them emerge. Three zombies, ogre-kin sized, but clearly animated dead, shuffle out of the room and down the corridor towards you.The first has a useless third leg on his left hip and a pin head. Three arrows still protrude from his chest. The second has an extra nose jutting from his right cheek and a hunched back, his head split by a ranger’s axe. The last's deformities are hard to determine exactly. He appears to have been trampled to death by a charging warhorse (or perhaps squished by a hundred hammer blows) and is now little more than a shambling fleshy bag of broken bones and mashed features that flops about as he moves forward, at the back of the line, to attack.Following them out of the room is an incredibly corpulent woman ogre-kin with stringy hair and bald patches. Her obesity makes it difficult for her to move far, and it is perhaps that confinement to her bedroom that is the cause of her horrible stench. She wears a huge red curtain as a shroud, although too much pale, fat, cracked, and stained flesh is visible.She is flying, hovering behind her zombies, and her shifting image suggests some sort of magical spell has been cast upon her. It makes it almost impossible for Jokad to focus on her, to work out which of the 6 shifting images is the real her, and which are just mirror images of her put in place to confuse.She screams obscenities, seemingly riled beyond sanity by Jovik's taunts."My boys, my boys, my beautiful big boys! Mammy will kills these little snicks. Squish and burn them real bad."OOC: Pic of her face: <img src="http://paizo.com/image/avatar/6_Mammy-Graul.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />OOC: Actions and initiatives please. They are going to be making full move actions to reach Jokad.</blockquote>

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