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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 709915" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 009“Post 011”“So who is this guy anyway?” asks Mania louder than he ment to.“One of my father’s best trackers and a powerful fighter.  You would do well to watch and listen to him Mania.”  Jocasta was growing weary of Mania’s constant complants and wrong conclusions.  Perhaps, just perhaps, he was not all that special after all.“You would do well to keep it quiet.  If you anger Dutch he will swat your noisey head off, “ quips Dogg with a smirk that hid his true thoughts on the matter.The three of them were bringing up the rear.  Dutch was leading looking for tracks and trouble.  There were also six decent warriors with them.  They were on foot on Dutch’s request.  The goal was to reach Templar Post 011 before high noon.  After resting here and getting water and information they would go towards the forest where at least one Gith tribe traveled that was known to raid trade caravans occationally. Nearing the post Dutch knew something was wrong.  None of the others saw it or thought about it much.  There was no sentries or templars…anywhere.  He peered long and hard at the rock formations near their pathway and around the cacti and short dry pushes for trouble.  He knew what it was.  No raiders, not even the Black Sand Raiders, would venture this close to Nibenay except for the Blue Bones.The Blue Bones were a small tribe of Gith that were very good at hunting and raiding.  They got their names from how they painted bones with blue dyes and used them for decoration.  They fetched a good ceramic piece or more on the market.  People collected them for show and declaring rank vs the true value or art work of the bones.As they entered the outer edge of the base he finally saw one.  These creatures were pathetic to look at but very dangerous to fight.  They looked like reptilian gaunt old elves with bad backs.  However, this being hunched over was not a disability.  No.  They learned how to use their entire body to spring forward attacking their opponent then move onto the next.  Sometimes moving onto new targets even as another switched targets.  Only one way to be sure.….Suddenly Dutch takes off to his right drawing both short swords out.  A surprised Gith rises from the rocks hoping to throw it’s short spear but instead is hit once by Dutch.Sudden activity erupts.  Gith move from the rocks and bushes even as the inexperienced warriors and Mania charge towards them.  Jocosta and Dogg hold back preparing to attack or do support as required.  Mania runs around the large rocks and is surprised by three Gith.  One comes to him.  He swings his whistling club until it thuds off the Gith’s head knocking blue and green painted bone chips into the air. Jocosta wipes the sweat from her brow.  She wipes it between her finger tips while murmuring a short but effective blessing spell. The six caravan guardsmen try to stop the Gith from coming out of the rocks.  They hoped to pin them in within their hiding spots.  Two guards, Dee and Freg do down in a bloody mess.  The Gith spears are crude and clumsy, as much a club as it is a spear, but still effective in their skilled hands.Dutch begins to cut up his foe with his twin swords.  First there was the initial strike catching the Gith unprepared for his speed then a blinding slash that nearly takes it’s head off.  Instead it’s tortoise shell helmet cracks into three pieces.  Even as the shell is breaking apart his follow through strike strikes deep and accurately.  The Gith’s head remains attached only by the skin in the back.  He looks at the two gith charging him in hops that carry them over rocks and short cacti.  All he does is smile knowing the outcome already.The Gith were unprepared for this battle.  They were to stay here just in case any fleeing women returned.  These humans were not the type to flee!  Especially the big fast one.  He was a demon with long claws.  Still, two humans dropped quickly.  Groofreeze will be happy.Dogg continues to cover Jocosta.  “I don’t see any more than the three to our right, the two before us and a few to the left behind the shrubs. Either Dutch is getting rusty or he wanted to get closer.”“Arrrgh!  Hold still you bobbing ugly piece of Kank crap!”  Mania was frustrated.  He couldn’t hit the gith anymore.  It kept moving side to side and dunking and bobbing it’s upper body.  Several swings skipped off it’s tortoise shell armor with no effect but to anger him.Jocosta now wiped sweat from Dogg’s arm and with a strange motion flicked it towards a Gith looking to finish off Dee.  A white sleek dog with silver teeth and claws appeared before the Gith surprising it.One caravan warrior strikes the gith in the leg crippling it’s ability to jump away.  The others miss trying to figure out how to strike the strange moving humaniods.Dutch shows them how.The two Gith next to the grinning Ranger come to terms that they will die shortly.  Another human drops bringing a smile-like grin to a Gith near the cursing Mania.Dogg continues to be sure that Jocosta is safe and there are no new surprises coming….unless they are his!One gith  begins to choke on it’s blood and teeth after Mania finally strikes it.  He is beginning to get a sense of how the Gith move which is so alien to his own graceful movements.Jocosta now castes a spell to create a shimmering club made of pure magical force.  Just in time as a loud yelp is heard and for a brief moment, the white dog seems to burst inside out in red before returning to it’s home plane.The caravan guards are hard pressed or need to move.  Seeing a comrade going down and the white dog die they move to stop these two gith.Dutch follows them over calling for Jocosta to tend to the injured.One gith gets a lucky shot in on Dutch.  The others miss their foes.  The one fighting the black garbed stick fighter grows annoyed.  The welp complains constantly but seems to be beginning to enjoy this fight!Dogg trys to get a Gith through the bushes but it’s branches are too thick and his new position given up, he knows he must move and try again.Mania spins low missing the hopping gith then strikes over his back in a dramatic shot that baffles the gith more than harms it.  “Idiot human!” the gith gargles in broken common.Jocasta seals one deep cut stopping it’s bleeding.  “Dutch!  We need to stop this immediately!” she screams out.Inspired by the new reinforcements,  Hetter strikes a gith hard with his long sword and it drops.  The other warriors try what they can.Dutch snarls and with a single swipe tears a wound from a gith’s upper thigh to it’s oppisite shoulder.  It stares at him in disbelief as it’s vision darkens.Narc, the gith fighting Mania is growing alarmed.  This human is dancing with him…not fighting him!  He can not hit him.  The other two remaining gith know their fates when two more humans are led by the large fighter towards them.  They wish to run but are boxed in by the rocks, bushes and the laughing human with Narc.“I hate gith” is all Dirty Dogg can say as he trys to attack one but can not hit it, even though it has a serious injury.Sensing his dramatic moment-  Mania slams the gith powerfully breaking it’s skin open across it’s forehead.  He rears back for the final strike….Jocosta spits into the wound of a dieing man.  A puff of steam or vapor comes forth as her divine healing magic begins to nit his wound together.Spent completely, the caravan warriors go to a defensive posture.Dutch however swings one sword out with his left arm.  Two gith drop.  His right sword stabs through the dazed gith fighting Mania dieing completely by surprise.No more gith come.Dogg scratches his head, then kicks one solidly.  The sound of moving coins within it’s pouch delights his ears and he goes to looting the bodies.</blockquote>

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