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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wicht" data-source="post: 1283956" data-attributes="member: 221">2.4Another thud sounded as one of the zombies in the other room continued to hammer on the door.  The door was good solid oak, reinforced with cross beams.  It would hold a while.  Unless of course the zombies figured out how to work the latch.  Bare ran across the room and picked up the piece of wood that had flown off when Hullifan had shattered the coat rack across the first zombie.  It was two feet in length and would make a serviceable club.  Hullifan hefted his makeshift club and tried to psyche himself up to face the zombies on the other side.   “What we need,” said Hullifan, looking at the barrel on its side across the room, “is two barrels.”“It would be nice,” said Bare with a grin, remembering the success he had enjoyed with the barrel against the first zombie.“We could go get another one somewhere in the village.”“Yeah and then get thrown back in jail, no thanks.”“Just a suggestion,” said Hullifan.Bare moved across the room and picked up the barrel, “We can still use this one again.’And then Bare went back to the door and lifted the latch.  He gave the door a nudge.  Immediately the zombie on the other side grabbed it and wrenched it open.  It was the sheriff’s animated corpse“Bare!” shouted Hullifan in alarm.Bare moved in towards the zombie and lifting the barrel he tried to bring the mouth down around the zombie.  The zombie moved its arm up instinctively and knocked the barrel away.  It fell from Bare’s hands, hitting the floor behind him with a clatter.  Hullifan tried to find an opening to swing his club but the zombie was moving too fast.  It lurched through the door and slammed into Bare, knocking him backwards.  Hullifan, standing to the left of the door way could see into the other room.  Another animated corpse was lumbering towards the now open door.  Bare, unaware of the fact that yet another foul corpse was about to try and join the fray, was finding one more than he could currently handle.  He struck feebly at the sheriff zombie with his club but it did no good.  The dead flesh felt no pain.  And then Hullifan slammed his club against the back of the zombie’s head.  The head lurched forward and the once sheriff swung around violently at Hullifan, arm outstretched.  Hullifan ducked easily under the arm and then timing his blow caught the zombie with a glancing blow across the chin.  The other zombie meanwhile was engaging itself in a wrestling match with the door, which was partially in its way, and the door was losing.  Finally the undead monstrosity gave one final wrench and pulled the door off of the hinges and threw it out of its way.  Bare meanwhile, now that the sheriff’s zombie had its back to him managed to bring his club down hard on the zombies head.  The dead sheriff turned towards Bare and Hullifan hit it smartly on the head as soon as it was facing the other way.  It turned around confused and Hullifan ducked again under its blow.  The other  zombie was now trying to reach past its one time boss to strangle Bare who backed easily out of the way.  Outside, the noise of battle had attracted a neighboring villager.  Cautiously, this poor man opened the door, fearful of what he would see inside.Bare struck the sheriff’s animated corpse again and then Hullifan clubbed it to the ground where it ceased moving.“Help, they’re attacking the sheriff!” came the cry from the front of the room.  The villager looking in had seen just enough to be sure that two elves, having freed themselves from the prison had just killed the sheriff.  The villager turned and fled, crying out his alarm.“But…” Hullifan said to the empty front door in protest.And then the other zombie crashed into the room charging at Hullifan.  Bare swung as the zombie lurched past him, striking it uselessly on the shoulder.  Hullifan brought his club up into the zombies stomach.  It was a blow that would have doubled over a normal man.  The zombie barely staggered.  The zombie suddenly lurched erratically and for some reason focused on Bare.  With arms outstretched it reached over to grab Bare.  Bare, panicking, swung wildly.  Hullifan swung at the zombie’s back but the creature ignored the blow.  The zombie, closing in on the elf, pummeled one fist hard down on the Bare’s shoulder.  The elves continued to try and beat at it.  Bare, feeling scared and desperate swung as hard as he could into the zombie’s chest.  Hullifan meanwhile was still striking futiley on the zombie’s back, doing no damage at all to it.Bare struck the zombie again and then the zombie brought one unnaturally strong fist into the side of the elf’s head and Bare crumpled to the ground.  Immediately the zombie turned its attention onto Hullifan.Hullifan brought his club up and struck the zombie across the cheek.  The zombie’s head snapped with the impact but the zombie moved just as relentlessly to kill the elf as before.  It paid no mind to Bare, who still conscious, though only barely, had managed to roll away from the melee and pull a flask from his belt pouch.  Bare opened the top of the flask and painfully swallowed the contents.The zombie swung mightlily at Hullifan who dodged nimbly aside.  Then Hullifan, sensing an opening swung hard at the zombies head.  There was a crack and the zombie’s nose bent at an unnatural angle.  The zombie swung again and again Hullifan ducked the blow.  And then Bare, once more on his feet, albeit barely, brought his club down hard on the top of the zombie’s head.  The zombie collapsed unmoving to the ground.</blockquote>

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