[TheGodThatFailed]

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The Mauling And Maiming of Mulahey
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Again, some parts are quite sick.

Deep inside the Nashkel mines, Shagrath found the source of the Iron Crisis. A half-orc named Mulahey was behind the problem. Before a fight with the half-orc, Shagrath explored a bit. An elven mage named Xan was located, and he had been captured. "Who are you? What are you doing here? Have you come to kill me?" Questioned the elf as Shagrath approached. "...Yes." Shagrath replied, gripped Varcona in both hands, and charged towards Xan, and swung sideways, cleaving him in half. Shagrath snook into the entrance to Mulahey's quarters and observed a chest. Mulahey was sitting behind a desk, reading a letter. Shagrath creeped behind him, and embedded Varscona into Mulahey's spine, to great effect. Mulahey roared, and ran out the room. As he fled, Shagrath let a Magic Missle loose, but it didn't slow Mulahey's retreat. Shagrath ran after Mulahey, to find himself in a trap. At least 10 Kobolds were waiting for him. He dashed into the room were he'd killed Xan, and hid in a corner. He drew his crossbow, and picked off the Kobolds one by one. All that was left was the orc. Shagrath hid again, and snook up behind Mulahey once again. Mulahey heard the footsteps, and span round. Shagrath was fast, and darted behind him again. "Where are you, damnable elf!"
"Over Here, are you blind?"
Mulahey staggered forwards as Shagrath's blade once again was thrust into his spine. He swung around, and hit shagrath in the ribs with his flail. He was lifted off his feet, and thrown back into Xan's room. he hit the floor with a loud thump. He got to his feet, and recieved another heavy hit to the legs, and fell again. Mulahey stood before above shagrath, who thaught this was the end. As the flail decened upon him, he grabbed Xan's upper half, and held it in the path of the wepon. Xan's chest exploded under the force, spraying blood everywhere. "UUAAGGHH MY EYES!" Mulahey roared. He was staggering around blinded by the blood in his eyes. Shgrath rose to his feet, And grabbed Varscona, running it through Mulahey. the monster fell down onto his back, still roaring. "You'll never beat us, drow!" he yelled.
"Oh no? What makes you so sure? You fell, as will your supiriors!" As Shagrath spoke, he raised his sword once again, and dealt the Coupe De Grace to Mulahey. He felt good, if it wasn't for his murderous instincts telling him to kill Xan, he himself would be dead right now. Even though Xan's chest had saved his life, it WAS a heavy blow, and Shagrath could tell it had broken his arm. A god job it wasn't his sword arm. He grabed the letter, Mulahey's cleric symbol, a few spells and a ring, and set off back to Nashkel. Because of his actions at the Carnival, he had a large bounty on his head. He snook part the gaurds, and showed his finds to Berrun Ghastkill, the Mayor of Nashkel. For killing Mulahey, he gave Shagrath 900 gold peices, and cancelled the order to kill him. But shagrath kept grudges, and knew that if he came across Ghastkill again, he would take his life, for issuing the same command on shagrath in the first place.