"he's a pretty slippery lil halflin' -- won't be easy for da armor-clankin rustbuckets ta catch" - a voice with a definate s'kra accent hisses from the shadows." Why, just a week ago i had to kill da scamp for throwin a boulder at my husband, and it took me quite awhile to chase him down." A chuckle is heard and then an ominous hiss...." at least the guys heart is in da right place. unless the paladin guild surrenders the criminal zukir, they will be seeing quite a few ..dead things....slimey things.... and maybe even buggy things! "--- a snicker is heard.... and when you search, noone is there...


<<Because it's a gigantic can of worms. Eldritch, necrotic, squamous worms, writhing in a vile stew of coagulating ichor, crushed from the living gullets of a thousand infant puppies, ululating in wordless terror. - Lorz>>