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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Jul 31, 2006 5:06:50 GMT
*Geordie glances up at Terri's cry, taking in at a glance the situation. Kicking and biting, he forces his burly Highland form through the throng of vermin to Ashnel's side, taking a spear thrust in the leg as he goes.* Ash, lad, foight back te back with me!
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jul 31, 2006 6:44:16 GMT
*Ashnel lurges forwards, and for once does as he's told. A moment later Terragon arrives on the scene, a nasty gash above her eye; though the rat isn't following her now. One stoat half-turns at the sight of the newcomer, and Ashnel takes this second's worth of advantage to attack. It takes several hard, short blows until the stoat finally crumples. The dark squirrel eyes the dead beast's armour and the dents and punctures.* 'S a shame... I could o' used tha' armour. *Terragon doesn't give herself time to even smile as she notices the other stoat...*
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