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<blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 1331543" data-attributes="member: 13681">As The Bugs approach Zadkiel stands and tugs the brim of his hat in salute and greeting, rasping in his dusty gravel voice, &quot;Tzzect. Mantis. Nice work, boys. Let's see if there're any more of 'em.&quot;He walks past Semm as he turns to fan out, whispering, &quot;You too. Thanks for watching my back.&quot; He gives The Animal a squeeze on its meaty shoulder and is reminded of the time he punched a side of beef. Damn thing had it coming. Wish I knew what was eatin' me. Totally let those Orcs get the drop on us.****Zadkiel seems content to let Brahnz cluck over the boys like a hen, leaning against a boulder in easy slouch. Hat pulled low, eyes hidden, Zadkiel listens to the boy's report. A quiet curse hissed from tight-drawn lips casts doubt upon the Marshall's opinion of the legal marital status of the perpetrators' parents as the boys reveal the details of the attack. He stands bolt up right at the mention of a Scion, eyes narrowed, wings trembling, hand drifting to the hilt of his longknife. He lets out a pent up breath and walks up to the boys. He peers down at Wallam and Derry as Branhz hands them her rations, he leans over enough to take Wallams jaw in his long hands turning the small face first one way and then the other, inspecting it closely. &quot;You really draw a bead on Brahnz?&quot; he rasps. His eyes seem to peer into the boy's skull.OOC: Sense Motive +7 on the boy's story. Children lie like rugs. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> And Knowledge, Geography +6 - what's North?</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Sparky, post: 1331543, member: 13681"] As [i]The Bugs[/i] approach Zadkiel stands and tugs the brim of his hat in salute and greeting, rasping in his dusty gravel voice, [color=silver]"Tzzect. Mantis. Nice work, boys. Let's see if there're any more of 'em."[/color] He walks past Semm as he turns to fan out, whispering, [color=silver]"You too. Thanks for watching my back."[/color] He gives [i]The Animal[/i] a squeeze on its meaty shoulder and is reminded of the time he punched a side of beef. [color=gray][i]Damn thing had it coming. Wish I knew what was eatin' me. Totally let those Orcs get the drop on us.[/i][/color] **** Zadkiel seems content to let Brahnz cluck over the boys like a hen, leaning against a boulder in easy slouch. Hat pulled low, eyes hidden, Zadkiel listens to the boy's report. A quiet curse hissed from tight-drawn lips casts doubt upon the Marshall's opinion of the legal marital status of the perpetrators' parents as the boys reveal the details of the attack. He stands bolt up right at the mention of a Scion, eyes narrowed, wings trembling, hand drifting to the hilt of his longknife. He lets out a pent up breath and walks up to the boys. He peers down at Wallam and Derry as Branhz hands them her rations, he leans over enough to take Wallams jaw in his long hands turning the small face first one way and then the other, inspecting it closely. [color=silver]"You really draw a bead on Brahnz?"[/color] he rasps. His eyes seem to peer into the boy's skull. [SIZE=1]OOC: Sense Motive +7 on the boy's story. Children lie like rugs. :) And Knowledge, Geography +6 - what's North?[/SIZE] [/QUOTE]

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