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Message: <blockquote data-quote="El Jefe" data-source="post: 2204644" data-attributes="member: 19990">Somehow Oirhandir just knew that he couldn't miss.  It was as if some unearthly power was guiding his arrow, not he.  It didn't seem real, like he was imagining a well-spun tale in his mind's eye, as he watched the foul creature fall from the top of the cavern only to find it's end on Rogier's blade.  So this was death.  Somehow, it felt different that it did when a rabbit or fish gave him meat or fur, even different from when Rogier and Gath slew the crocodile...was that just yesterday?Oirhandir bounded across the little cave at a trot, relieved to find his companions well if a little worse for wear.  It seemed a shame to wake little Ignatious just yet, for his wounds would surely be painful when he woke.  Oirhandir realized that he hadn't said a word since loosing his arrow, as the silence was punctuated only by the sound of his own breath, that and the heavy breathing of his companions.[spoiler]"And dark are the waters of your demise"[/spoiler], he said, once again addressing his foe in its native tongue.He reached for the carcass as it slowly settled in the pool.  No sense letting that...thing foul these waters any more than it already had.All:[sblock]Oirhandir will try to retrieve the carcass, if he can still reach it.  After that, the agenda would be...group hug, congratulations to Rogier and Almayce (and Iggy when he comes to), and retrieving his chimes from the mouth of the cave.  Well done, one and all![/sblock]</blockquote>

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