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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Axel" data-source="post: 5524706" data-attributes="member: 93196">"Right boss.  The last one of the big three, as I call 'em, freaks me out.  Scar-face lives in the big tent over there.  Some sort of holy man or healer I reckon.  Try not to stare at his face too much." Alden leads the duo towards the large tent he indicated.  As they approached it became obvious this was no ordinary Gnoll tent.  Surrounding it were half a dozen spears planted in the ground, with skulls of many sorts of creatures planted on them.  Curiously, every skull had been rammed on with the spear through an eye socket.  The tent flap was down as the two men stood before the tent.  Large didn't begin to describe it, really.  It was large enough even for Alex to stand up inside.  Swallowing dryly, Alden lifts the flap and steps into the smokey interior.Sitting cross-legged on the floor at the far side of the tent, Alden spies a tough looking old Gnoll wearing a bone necklace.  A spear decorated with several small skulls and a censer of unpleasant smelling burning incense sits at his feet.  At least the incense smells better than the collective odours of a Gnoll camp.  Sensing the presence of something inside his tent, one of the Gnoll's eyes opens.  It quickly becomes apparent why Alden has named him Scar-Face.  The left eye is completely gone.  A huge scar runs along the side of his face, catching where the eye would have been, when it existed.Gulping, Alden whispers to Alex "Don't stare at the un-eye" before stepping forward a pace.  "Hello Scar-Face.  I bring you new boss.  Old boss now gone."</blockquote>

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