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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1264384" data-attributes="member: 11574">Tharhack and Gothmog work out their watch arrangements, choosing to do four hour shifts and then get a move on after the last four hour shift. Gothmog takes first watch, and except for the occasional wolf his four hours are uneventful. He did get some enjoyment out of prodding the witch with his foot, but the fun of that died down when as the witch was unresponsive. Tharhack takes next watch, his watch begins boring, but soon turns for the worse.About three in the morning, Tharhack replaces some wood on the fire. He notices that a squirrel has come close to the camp, even climbing on top of Gothmog. Tharhack smiles at the squirrel and throws it some pumpkin seeds he got from Thumble. Tharhack even gets the squirrel to eat right out of his hand. Finished with the last of his seeds, Tharhack reaches into his belt pouch, and hears the sound of fabric ripping. Confused Tharhack looks down at his pouch, but there's nothing wrong with it, he looks over at the witch and sees a lonely stick. Tharhack leaps to his feet and quickly scans the immediate area. Seeing nothing, Tharhack goes to look for the witch's tracks, trying to discern in which direction the blind woman fled. Tharhack bends down to rummage through the torn rope, as he's kneeling down, long sharp claws rake down his back. Tharhack screams as he feels his flesh give and rip, blood streams from the multiple wounds. Tharhack arches his back and attempts to twist around to face the witch, but gets another claw to his shoulder. Tharhack falls to his rear, as he finally gets around to see Raziel leap back like a cat. She lands on top of Gothmog, her eyeless face seems to stare into Tharhack. Blood from Tharhack's wounds begin to turn the snow beneath him a bright crimson. Tharhack forces himself to his feet, the blood runs down his back like a river, trickling down his hamstrings and dripping to the snow."That's it I through with you witch. You die now!" Tharhack yells"You'll bleed out before you ever catch me, and as for your sleeping friend here." Raziel says while tapping at a stone plate protecting his thigh. "He'll be dead if you take another step." Raziel's claws start to glisten in the fire light, and Tharhack can see something dripping from each claw."Gothmog not sleeping." The words are soon followed by a massive fist slamming into the witch's skull.Raziel goes tumbling over landing face down in the snow, pushing herself up, she pauses and appears to be getting her bearings. Tharhack wondered what kind of magic this was which allowed Raziel to see without eyes. Tharhack ponders pressing the advantage for only a moment, as he decides a cure moderate wounds would be a better choice."Gothmog show witch what anvil feels like." Gothmog states, rising to his feet."Does it feel like this?" Raziel asks, then completes a summoning spell.Gothmog's vision is suddenly interupted buy a flurry of flapping leathery wings. The black wings flap around Gothmog's face as small feet clasp the top edge of his stone breastplate. two small clawed hands grab the sides of Gothmog's face, as the sharp toothed filled maw of the biggest bat Gothmog has ever seen bite down on Gothmog's forehead. Gothmog grabs the bat's wings with both hands, and rips the bat in half like parchment.Tharhack plants his back foot, and charges the witch. Tharhack gets an arm around the witch as he drives his uninjured shoulder into the witch's gut. His momentum carries him over the witch, they roll together. The witch comes out on top, and takes a swipe at Tharhack's face, missing it by inches. Gothmog quickly draws his greatsword and comes up behind Raziel. Gothmog raises his sword high, Tharhack can see the blade reach it's apex. Tharhack then realizes that if Gothmog attacks like that, not only will the witch have two halves, but so will Tharhack."Wait!" Tharhack yellsThe startled Gothmog tries to rein in his blow but, instead it causes him to miss wildly and strike the ground a few feet from Tharhack's head."Your turn to feel fear half breed." Raziel's breath was hot on Tharhack's chest. "Your heart shall be eaten raw while your head watches on a plate." "I think you're in serious need of a breath mint, maybe I'll have the taxidermist throw one in." Tharhack replies"Ever have the heart of a pious man? they taste like the crap they're full of." Raziel speaks "But you, your heart will taste like a maggot. Just like the inconsequential worm that you are." Raziel licks her lips "worms"Gothmog reaches out and grabs the back on Raziel's neck, he lifts her up to his eye level. Twisting his wrist so that she appears face first to Gothmog."Gothmog glad he get to kill you." The big man says showing off his massive teeth."Well, could you at least use your teeth, I do so love a quick bite." Raziel says laughing hystericallyGothmog bends down to oblige the witch, and gets a face full of a yellow dust, blown from Raziel's mouth. Gothmog drops the witch, and brings his hands to his eyes. His fingers try to claw out the powder, but to no avail. Gothmog's' lungs are beginning to tighten, and his wind pipe has almost completely shut off from swelling. Gothmog grabs at his throat, and even the top stoneplate, hoping that he could get one last good breath in before passing out.</blockquote>

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