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Message: <blockquote data-quote="97mg" data-source="post: 7505570" data-attributes="member: 6799460">Held and shoved, carved at by swords, the dwarf lies with blood leaching into the snow around him, deep red and pink hues trickling and merging with ice. He spits, and looks up to a tall human man and elven woman who will determine his fate. He does not beg or plead for forgiveness. You see pain in his eyes, but also a smirk upon the ugly little face."Do it. I die by sword. Your turn will be soon, regardless, haha."He then breathes in deeply of the cold dark air, and once again spits a new patch of red upon the ground around him.From the south, Bria walks sternly forwards towards the surrounded foe."Finish him quickly. We have not time for him to endure the pain he truly deserves. There may be more. We should go!"The winds from the east have begun to gain strength, blowing thick clouds of spiraling white across the featureless lands around you. Bria wipes her face on a furred sleeve as the icy sting of a drop of virgin frozen rain lands upon her face."Friends, can you master these wolves? Rolin's be only strong enough for one of us. Same with the one to the north. This new pack however, might be right to pull two. Still though, one of us will have to walk..." </blockquote>