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For the Morguerat formerly known as Sir
A sudden explosion of pain from its stomach further disorients the confused grimlock. Scaly hands reach instinctively to the source of the pain only to have their fingers close around the shaft of something like an arrow. It’s partner steps forward swinging its axe about wildly in the direction that the tall man the two of them had attacked was standing. The axe strikes nothing but empty space until its flailing is brought to an end by the sweeping arc of a great sword that sends the grimlock’s head falling to the feet of his wounded companion. The sightless eyes of the wounded humanoid widen as the head strikes its feet. Too late it raises its axe to fend off a blow from the tall man. Its last moments of life are spent impaled upon the sword, gasping unsuccessfully after breath with which to scream.
ooc: You’ve managed to kill the two of them.
[ 12-02-2002, 09:14 PM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]
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