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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6844921" data-attributes="member: 9255">SIBERYS SEVEN 004SEAWALL MOUNTAINSSEGMENT 061“HOOTS AND GROWLS IN THE NIGHT”NYMM 11 , 999Incarnum, as a warforged, stays up as a guard for the sleeping group.&nbsp;&nbsp; Mania has left the camp to look for food.&nbsp;&nbsp; They left the settlement of Tarandra this morning.&nbsp;&nbsp; An additional crate was added to one of the two wagons.&nbsp;&nbsp; Mania notes how Kallia watches it being loaded carefully.&nbsp;&nbsp; Even Gallard stops telling people what to do while it is being loaded.&nbsp; The warforged stares at the stars above.&nbsp;&nbsp; He is thinking about his first night away from the Mournlands.&nbsp; It wasn’t long ago he wandered out of the Mournlands.&nbsp;&nbsp; His first stars he ever saw were over Breland.&nbsp; His first blades of grass, his first blue water, so many firsts of quality things.&nbsp;&nbsp; But what does this make of his people? Of The Lord of Blades?His memories are disrupted by a sound that resembles a mixture of a hoot and a growl.&nbsp; An Owlbear!“Owlbear!” he calls out as his short swords appear from their sheaths.&nbsp;&nbsp; The sound is closer and out comes the creature.&nbsp; It stands like a tall grizzly but with longer talons for claws.&nbsp; The head is of a great owl.Suddenly the same creature stiffens for a moment then cries out and tries to twist and turn.&nbsp; As it does so, Mania can be seen with his sword embedded in its ribs.&nbsp;&nbsp; “It’s a whole ^%#@$ pack of them! Get up!” he screams at them with red excitable eyes.Bora is quickest to be on her feet.&nbsp;&nbsp; She grabs her sword and smiles.&nbsp; “Oh really?&nbsp; A pack?”The others awaken except for Dura is not quick to clear her head.&nbsp; Her dreams of Sharn hold her in her in a daze.Incarnum attacks hoping to take the first one down quickly.&nbsp; Mania reburies his sword between two different ribs as he searches for vital organs.&nbsp;&nbsp; The creature half attacks the warforged since it can not reach Mania but the pain drives it crazy.&nbsp; &nbsp; More sounds of the pack arrive within the dark.“We are surrounded!” calls out Kallia in alarm.Bora guts the first creature.&nbsp; Three others come into view of the dying campfire.&nbsp;&nbsp; Aura and Vander meet the closest head on.&nbsp; Each stab to the front, gutting the creature, step under its swinging claw and stab into its back.&nbsp;&nbsp; The owlbear goes down.&nbsp; Leeya sets one on fire.Incarnum gets in one swing on the fourth owlbear.&nbsp;&nbsp; Mania, wiping blood from his mouth, leaps from the back of the downed creature to join him.&nbsp; The melee warriors surround one as Leeya looks to further cook her target.&nbsp; &nbsp; The owlbears never had a chance.Gallard and Kallia share glances of approval.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 6844921, member: 9255"] SIBERYS SEVEN 004 SEAWALL MOUNTAINS SEGMENT 061 “HOOTS AND GROWLS IN THE NIGHT” NYMM 11 , 999 Incarnum, as a warforged, stays up as a guard for the sleeping group. Mania has left the camp to look for food. They left the settlement of Tarandra this morning. An additional crate was added to one of the two wagons. Mania notes how Kallia watches it being loaded carefully. Even Gallard stops telling people what to do while it is being loaded. The warforged stares at the stars above. He is thinking about his first night away from the Mournlands. It wasn’t long ago he wandered out of the Mournlands. His first stars he ever saw were over Breland. His first blades of grass, his first blue water, so many firsts of quality things. But what does this make of his people? Of The Lord of Blades? His memories are disrupted by a sound that resembles a mixture of a hoot and a growl. An Owlbear! “Owlbear!” he calls out as his short swords appear from their sheaths. The sound is closer and out comes the creature. It stands like a tall grizzly but with longer talons for claws. The head is of a great owl. Suddenly the same creature stiffens for a moment then cries out and tries to twist and turn. As it does so, Mania can be seen with his sword embedded in its ribs. “It’s a whole ^%#@$ pack of them! Get up!” he screams at them with red excitable eyes. Bora is quickest to be on her feet. She grabs her sword and smiles. “Oh really? A pack?” The others awaken except for Dura is not quick to clear her head. Her dreams of Sharn hold her in her in a daze. Incarnum attacks hoping to take the first one down quickly. Mania reburies his sword between two different ribs as he searches for vital organs. The creature half attacks the warforged since it can not reach Mania but the pain drives it crazy. More sounds of the pack arrive within the dark. “We are surrounded!” calls out Kallia in alarm. Bora guts the first creature. Three others come into view of the dying campfire. Aura and Vander meet the closest head on. Each stab to the front, gutting the creature, step under its swinging claw and stab into its back. The owlbear goes down. Leeya sets one on fire. Incarnum gets in one swing on the fourth owlbear. Mania, wiping blood from his mouth, leaps from the back of the downed creature to join him. The melee warriors surround one as Leeya looks to further cook her target. The owlbears never had a chance. Gallard and Kallia share glances of approval. [/QUOTE]

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