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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1265739" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p>Raziel rolls to her feet, and pauses in her movement. Tharhack wants to strike her down, to end this once and for all. However his heart is drawn to Gothmog who's slowly choking to death. Tharhack races over to Gothmog, almost tripping over the squirrel on his way. Tharhack keeps his head turned toward Raziel, watching her every move. Tharhack reaches Gothmog, and sticks his fingers into his mouth, pushing pass his tongue, trying to initiate Gothmog's gag reflex. Succeeding, Tharhack rolls Gothmog onto his side and looks back at the witch. </p><p></p><p>Raziel bends down and lifts the squirrel onto her shoulder, then stands upright, turns around, and takes off sprinting through the woods. Tharhack realizes how Raziel can "see" now. Waiting for Gothmog to take in some breaths, Tharhack continues to watch the departure path of Raziel. Gothmog starts to breathe, and Tharhack jumps up and takes off after Raziel.</p><p></p><p>Raziel's tracks prove easy enough to follow, the newly fallen snow frames her fleeing footsteps. Tharhack follows them into a tightly packed stand of barren trees, snapping through the branches and twigs, Tharhack emerges from the trees. He comes out near the river, it's night darkened waters make it appear as though the river is a road of obsidian. Tharhack ponders which direction the witch headed in, he doesn't recall the sound of any water splashing. Tharhack begins his search along the shoreline, looking for any trace of which direction the witch went. Tharhack searches to his right, but the ground is a little too rocky and a the water has splashed up to wash clean most of the stones near the river's edge. Tharhack turns to his right again, back to the tree line, and looks dead into the eyes of a watchful squirrel. </p><p></p><p>Tharhack tenses up, knowing the attack is coming. Even though the witch is blind, apparently she still has better vision than Tharhack. A large splash comes from the river behind Tharhack, spinning around Tharhack looks up to see the witch springing from the water. Raziel's claws tear into Tharhack's chest, cutting deep, a couple of her nails scrape against Tharhack's ribcage. Tharhack backpedals trying to open up some distance between him and the witch, looking down Tharhack sees his chest is cut to ribbons, blood is spurting from at least two broken arteries. Tharhack knows he's only got seconds left before he passes out from the blood loss. Drawing his greatsword from his back, Tharhack faces off with the witch. </p><p></p><p>"Aw, does orcy have a boo boo?" Raziel asks then cackles to herself "I've got something that will plug that up nicely." </p><p></p><p>Raziel makes sure to keep a twenty foot distance between her and Tharhack. Tharhack feels his strength draining away, unable to catch his breath now, Tharhack looks around for any sign that maybe Gothmog has followed them. Tharhack begins to get light headed, he begins to stumble over his feet now, as he tries to corner the witch. Raziel can smell that the end of this encounter is drawing near.</p><p></p><p>"You're having trouble walking orc, maybe you should lie down? I'll make sure you don't suffer long." Raziel comments</p><p></p><p>Tharhack begins to get dizzy, and drops down to one knee. Steadying himself with one hand, he looks back up at the waiting Raziel. Her claws have returned to fingers, and her teeth are no longer razor sharp. Tharhack stares into the two black holes like windows to Raziel's soul.</p><p></p><p>"Not much longer now orc, do you feel the cold chill of death's touch? Feel it taking all the pain away?" Raziel asks</p><p></p><p>Tharhack's head droops down to look at the ground, unable to support it's weight. His eyes grow weary and begin to close. Tharhack catches a glimpse of something off the side of his vision. He swings his greatsword one last time in the direction of the movement. His arms hit ground, soon followed by his head. He hears the screams of the witch but can't quite make out the words. Then a warm hand is pressed to Tharhack's chest, as he slowly drifts off into unconsciousness.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 1265739, member: 11574"] Raziel rolls to her feet, and pauses in her movement. Tharhack wants to strike her down, to end this once and for all. However his heart is drawn to Gothmog who's slowly choking to death. Tharhack races over to Gothmog, almost tripping over the squirrel on his way. Tharhack keeps his head turned toward Raziel, watching her every move. Tharhack reaches Gothmog, and sticks his fingers into his mouth, pushing pass his tongue, trying to initiate Gothmog's gag reflex. Succeeding, Tharhack rolls Gothmog onto his side and looks back at the witch. Raziel bends down and lifts the squirrel onto her shoulder, then stands upright, turns around, and takes off sprinting through the woods. Tharhack realizes how Raziel can "see" now. Waiting for Gothmog to take in some breaths, Tharhack continues to watch the departure path of Raziel. Gothmog starts to breathe, and Tharhack jumps up and takes off after Raziel. Raziel's tracks prove easy enough to follow, the newly fallen snow frames her fleeing footsteps. Tharhack follows them into a tightly packed stand of barren trees, snapping through the branches and twigs, Tharhack emerges from the trees. He comes out near the river, it's night darkened waters make it appear as though the river is a road of obsidian. Tharhack ponders which direction the witch headed in, he doesn't recall the sound of any water splashing. Tharhack begins his search along the shoreline, looking for any trace of which direction the witch went. Tharhack searches to his right, but the ground is a little too rocky and a the water has splashed up to wash clean most of the stones near the river's edge. Tharhack turns to his right again, back to the tree line, and looks dead into the eyes of a watchful squirrel. Tharhack tenses up, knowing the attack is coming. Even though the witch is blind, apparently she still has better vision than Tharhack. A large splash comes from the river behind Tharhack, spinning around Tharhack looks up to see the witch springing from the water. Raziel's claws tear into Tharhack's chest, cutting deep, a couple of her nails scrape against Tharhack's ribcage. Tharhack backpedals trying to open up some distance between him and the witch, looking down Tharhack sees his chest is cut to ribbons, blood is spurting from at least two broken arteries. Tharhack knows he's only got seconds left before he passes out from the blood loss. Drawing his greatsword from his back, Tharhack faces off with the witch. "Aw, does orcy have a boo boo?" Raziel asks then cackles to herself "I've got something that will plug that up nicely." Raziel makes sure to keep a twenty foot distance between her and Tharhack. Tharhack feels his strength draining away, unable to catch his breath now, Tharhack looks around for any sign that maybe Gothmog has followed them. Tharhack begins to get light headed, he begins to stumble over his feet now, as he tries to corner the witch. Raziel can smell that the end of this encounter is drawing near. "You're having trouble walking orc, maybe you should lie down? I'll make sure you don't suffer long." Raziel comments Tharhack begins to get dizzy, and drops down to one knee. Steadying himself with one hand, he looks back up at the waiting Raziel. Her claws have returned to fingers, and her teeth are no longer razor sharp. Tharhack stares into the two black holes like windows to Raziel's soul. "Not much longer now orc, do you feel the cold chill of death's touch? Feel it taking all the pain away?" Raziel asks Tharhack's head droops down to look at the ground, unable to support it's weight. His eyes grow weary and begin to close. Tharhack catches a glimpse of something off the side of his vision. He swings his greatsword one last time in the direction of the movement. His arms hit ground, soon followed by his head. He hears the screams of the witch but can't quite make out the words. Then a warm hand is pressed to Tharhack's chest, as he slowly drifts off into unconsciousness. [/QUOTE]
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