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OOC: Larry your last post made me laugh for several minutes.
IC: For Turin's group:
The howls of the wolf who had fleen could still be heard dwindling away in the distance. The dead bodies of the slain wolves littered the edge of the forest. One of them still shook a few times and then was motionless. Turin, now missing half a trouser could not see anything to kill, and has his upper torso and face covered in sticky wolf blood. Roland, injured is lying on the ground with a wolf on top of him. Robyn puts down her bow and runs over to Roland. "You have been injured. Let me see the wound." She then tries to push the wolf off Roland, but is not strong enough and turns to Turin asking him for his help.
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