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Skip looked around at the others. The big paladin guy who made the dog guard him back in that cursed house was keeping the monster at bay. Most of the others were looking at him expectantly.
"No. No way. You kill him, you all seem to be here for fun. Lots of caves, and a drow tells us which way NOT to go, because it is full of creepy monsters or something. So what do you do? You walk straight into it! Sure, getting us killed will help her brother! But that's all part of the fun, right?"
With noone looking the least bit impressed, Skip sighs.
"Okay, I'll kill it."
He takes out a throwing dagger and aims it at the creature. He pulls his arm back to throw, and promptly misses.
"Darn. Okay, okay, don't be so pushy. I'll hit it this time."
He thrust his hand into his pocket and took out three magical darts. Guided by their enchantments, two of them hit home and caused a bleeding, yet the monster remained upright.
He turned back to the rest and shrugged.
"It's not like I have a big sword. I just clean them."
But, the magic of the darts work to suck the life essence out of their victim, and the hook monster topples backwards, to the ground.
At the sound of the corpse making contact with the damp earth, Skip turns back to look.
"Told you I'd kill it."
He bent and retrieved his throwing dagger, slightly muddy.
At least he had managed to keep his clothes dry this time...
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