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The bandit camp
"What does it do fer me? Are ya that numb in tha head after I whopped ya? Listen up, Boy'O, yer filthy kind made a mistake years ago and that was leaving me fer dead to see what ye'd done to my family. Forced me to live on the street for years, all this time a scheming as to how I'd get ya back. This village curse is an answer to my prayers!
Now stop a whining so I can start hurting ya. Which body part should I cut off first?"
The crazed man reached around on a table and grabbed a knife.
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Jared
"I brought myself into this, lady soldier...and if I die, my blood will not call forth from the ground against you. I am here to help my village. We've lost too many good people."
Jared led Acacia through what he felt was the safer path in this nasty forest, trying to stay in the dryer area until it was innevitable. When they reached the main body of the marshes, he stopped for a moment and listened. Nothing but normal wild life; mostly mosquitos. But there was a different smell in the air, mixed with the marshy stench.
He whispered.
"Do you smell that? I think I smell...wood smoke. Nothing could burn out here on its own..."
[ 06-20-2006, 09:57 AM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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