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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 1336351" data-attributes="member: 13681">Zadkiel releases the boy's jaw and looks to off in the direction Derry indicated. North... eh? We'll have to haul 'em in to Gertle's Gulch. Make a call on the local Authorities... wonder if these orcs have a bounty on 'em... take the scalps in any case. His eyes narrow as Mantis moves out... Those bugs sure can move.He pulls a flask from a buckled pouch on his hip. Grimacing after he tips it back, Zadkiel wipes his mouth on the back of his gloved hand and draws a shuddering breath. He grits at the boys, "Tell me about the Scion."Mantis signals from his rocky perch and Zadkiel tucks the flask back into his pouch. He peers down at the boys. "Keep up. Stay near Brahnz and Lupe." He levels his glance on Brahnz wordlessly. Keep them out of the way.Trotting wide to reach the corpses of the Orcs, Zadkiel stoops and quickly divests them of their shaggy, matted manes. He looks to Semm, "Still hungry, pahds?" He seems serious, but it is hard to tell. He tucks the scalps under his belt, blood smearing over his mail and scabbard. They flap gruesomely as he trots to catch up with Mantis, he tosses a look over his shoulder for Tzzecct, Semm, Brahnz and The Boys.Zadkiel calls up to Mantis as he leaps the rocks to the stand by the chitinous warrior, "What do you see, Mantis?" He grunts as he sees the smoke, "Makin' it easy on us." His quiet drawl is angry, tight.</blockquote>