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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cabe Zeree" data-source="post: 2134114" data-attributes="member: 20453">What the...OOC: Heh!Cedric whirls, "What the..." and he trails off. Screeches and clicks fill the night. Noi'nu watches as the campfire grows and explodes into a half dozen separate balls of flame. The balls of flame congeal, chill into dark glowing cinders, and large ashen bat like wings burst forth. At least half a man's span the ash bats eyes burn like fire. As they cavort over the camp the edges of their wings glow, and with every beat puffs of flame roll off their wings. "Loth dung eaters!" Cedric shouts. He gazes at the bats, and his hand grips his swords tightly, but he holds his ground. "Everyone, blades and bows! Stay stone and we get out. Khavain go for the captives! No mercy!" Cedric draws his broadsword and backs towards the camp, one eye on the threat overhead, the other on Zee and Noi'nu.The horses are having none of it, and add to the ruckus. But since they're hobbled, they're not going anywhere. Noi'nu knows though if they feel threatened enough, none of that will matter, and they'll try to bolt. Noi'nu sees ten mercs, including Cedric, gathered about the fire. Their swords are drawn, and a few (3) have bows ready to let fly. He can't see the lookout that was on the rock anywhere.OOC: Noi'nu and the other's are up. Nothin like a good surprise attack to liven the evening for a bunch of mercs.   ;-)</blockquote>