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LADY GALADRIA (As Blandamour charges the biggest orc, she writes the beast off as good as dead. The power of that great horse concentrated in the point of a lance should impale the strongest orc. She spots other prey, though. A huge, white, shambling thing, looking more than half a troll. She notes with wonder that it has two heads. An Ettin, smallest of giant-kind! She spurs Gold top, straight at the monster. It bats at her with a huge club, but it is too slow and clumsy. Her lance enters the thing's belly, exiting out the rear. It falls, mortally wounded. She struggles to free her lance, but to no avail. She then draws her sword and starts methodically hacking at the swarm of beasts. She gets a good one in on the neck of a greenish orc, and smile to watch the head sail off to land beneath the skull totems. Two can play at that game, she thinks.)
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