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Originally posted by Russ:
So there's a 5% chance per hit that your wounded and battered party members will be polished off by one of their own guys?
Gee, that sounds like an item **I** want in my party...
"NOOOO!!!! He's using that damn sword again!" screamed Milnar as he dived desperately towards Fooleer. Grabbing Fooleer's legs, he made an anxious plea, "Please... no."
"But the Orc must die!" roared Fooleer, and he swung the sword high in the air, ready to behead the unconsicious Orc on the ground. Milnar looked on weakly, when suddenly, there was a whistle in the air and Fooleer gasped.
"Tr... tre... treachery!" Fooleer muttered, as he collasped to the ground, an arrow stuck in the back of his head.
Turning around, Milnar saw Elehenar, the Elven Archer twiddling his thumbs nervously and biting his lower lip. Mumbling under his breath, he said, "Well, I'm not going to let him singe my hair again and put us in plaster casts for another month... ..."
Milnar nodded knowingly and holding Fooleer's sword, he tossed it aside in some ditch. Let some other fool party have it, he had had about enough injuries from it already.
