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<blockquote data-quote="deadestdai" data-source="post: 1872192" data-attributes="member: 13678">The journey wasn't so awful to Flaust. Whilst the terrain and climate were pretty cruddy, the ugly housing and downtrodden inhabitants seemed rather like her own home, The Hive. The fighting, was a different matter. Much to the wariness of her friends, Flaust found these events delightful, if not down right comical. One instance, she found herself in the middle of two humans and an orc, all fighting over a poor mangy dog who had apparently somehow been voted this eveing's &quot;dinner&quot;; only all three had decided this at the same time. Rusty knives flashed out from belts and boots, and blood was spilt. Though not Flaust's. She squeeled with glee as the angry orc tried to gut her, but managed to stab his opponent in the thigh instead as she bent to pick up a pretty stone. She giggled as the stab victim in turn managed to lance his own weapon through the orc's eye, though had aimed at the girl's mid-drift and missed, just as she stretched her achey bones. Flaust would have enjoyed the spectacle further if Blade hadn't dared to once again reach into the fight and pull her out by her collar. Forgetting the insident almost as soon as they had moved on, Flaust, along with the others surveyed the scene of Daubei's Obscure Woe. What a dreary place. I hope none are left here to make us more melancholy....Seeing Vlad and Zoe and Barrow cast upon cast upon cast, she couldn't begin to wonder if trouble weren't arrivin' anytime soon? She smacked her lips and decided to look like she was getting ready for whatever it was that &quot;might&quot; be coming too so as not to be left out. She tightened straps, pulled hard on laces and made sure buckles were fastened tight, all the while looking about to make sure she hadn't missed exactly what the others were preparing against. [spoiler]Spot+11[/spoiler]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="deadestdai, post: 1872192, member: 13678"] The journey wasn't so awful to Flaust. Whilst the terrain and climate were pretty cruddy, the ugly housing and downtrodden inhabitants seemed rather like her own home, The Hive. The fighting, was a different matter. Much to the wariness of her friends, Flaust found these events delightful, if not down right comical. One instance, she found herself in the middle of two humans and an orc, all fighting over a poor mangy dog who had apparently somehow been voted this eveing's "dinner"; only all three had decided this at the same time. Rusty knives flashed out from belts and boots, and blood was spilt. Though not Flaust's. She squeeled with glee as the angry orc tried to gut her, but managed to stab his opponent in the thigh instead as she bent to pick up a pretty stone. She giggled as the stab victim in turn managed to lance his own weapon through the orc's eye, though had aimed at the girl's mid-drift and missed, just as she stretched her achey bones. Flaust would have enjoyed the spectacle further if Blade hadn't dared to once again reach into the fight and pull her out by her collar. Forgetting the insident almost as soon as they had moved on, Flaust, along with the others surveyed the scene of Daubei's Obscure Woe. [i]What a dreary place. I hope none are left here to make us more melancholy....[/i] Seeing Vlad and Zoe and Barrow cast upon cast upon cast, she couldn't begin to wonder if trouble weren't arrivin' anytime soon? She smacked her lips and decided to look like she was getting ready for whatever it was that "might" be coming too so as not to be left out. She tightened straps, pulled hard on laces and made sure buckles were fastened tight, all the while looking about to make sure she hadn't missed exactly what the others were preparing against. [spoiler]Spot+11[/spoiler] [/QUOTE]

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