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#31400
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x'raantra man kneel~
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X'Raantra~
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X'Raantra kneels with his knees deep in the blood-filled floor, his arms held high.
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His eyes are tightly clenched closed, his right fist holding fast to a
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curved dagger held high to his God. He sporatically mumbles words, garbled
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phrases or prayers which may or may not have meaning.
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~
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#31401
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believer follower~
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a Believer~
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A Believer kneels proudly beside his saviour.
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His eyes are a bit glazed over, blood spattered over the front of his grubby
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jerkin. He never seems to lose sight of the blade which is raised high by
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X'Raantra in anticipation of the next kill.
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~
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29 11 -7 5d5+290 4d4+4
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#31402
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man gibbering slobbering grubby~
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a gibbering man~
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A man is slouched against the wall, badly bleeding and broken.
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He almost does not notice you from the pain that he is in, but then he
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obviously must have as he is trying to speak to you.
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17 15 0 3d3+170 2d2+2
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#31403
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elf retching~
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a retching elf~
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An elf is curled up at the founatin's base, retching and vomiting terribly.
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He looks up at you with terror-stricken eyes and pleads without words for
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you to help him, somehow help him.
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#31404
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woman~
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a woman~
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A woman walks with a very deliberate gait across the courtyard.
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She holds her tattered clothing tight against her as if she were cold or
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afraid of prying eyes. It is certainly a gesture of fear or discomfort.
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16 15 0 3d3+160 2d2+2
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#31405
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squatter man~
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a squatter~
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A man lies on the floor, stretched out on a raggedy blanket.
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He has a wealth of nasty stubble and the smell - it might be better not to
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talk about the smell.
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19 14 -1 3d3+190 3d3+3
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190 36100
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#31406
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child terrified~
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a terrified child~
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A terrified child lies huddled in a corner, squinting against your light.
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The child is wearing no clothes whatsoever and is covered in welts and
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bruises. He couldn't be much more than ten or eleven years old.
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#31407
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man weeping~
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a weeping man~
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A man sits curled up in ball, weeping uncontrollably.
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He alternates between rage and sadness - touching the mangled remains of his
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son's body, stroking the blood matted hair back from the cold, lifeless ears.
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18 14 0 3d3+180 3d3+3
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#31408
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rat scurrying~
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a scurrying rat~
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A rat scurries past, its feet clicking on the stone floor.
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It looks very much like your every day typical disgusting rat.
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8 18 5 1d1+80 1d2+1
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#31409
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gunter~
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Gunter~
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Gunter wanders the compound, spreading the word of the Chosen.
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Gunter is a small, pale man who looks as if he may be a bit ill. His main
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task which has raised him in the ranks of X'Raantra's Chosen, is to go out and
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Select the next of the Chosen. It is quite an honor.
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31 10 -8 6d6+310 5d5+5
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#31410
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guard man toturer~
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a torturer~
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A man stands near the doorway, a hideous sneer on his face.
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A horrid scar runs down the left side of his face, he looks you up and down
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and uncrosses his arms, readying his whip.
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24 12 -4 4d4+240 4d4+4
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#31411
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man grubby~
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a grubby man~
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A grubby man stands before the fire barrel, warming his hands.
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He looks pitifully poverty-stricken, enough so that it is obvious at first
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glance. He is covered in dirt and grime and has a few pussing welts on his
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face and hands.
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14 16 1 2d2+140 2d2+2
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#31412
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man seeker hooded~
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a Seeker~
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A man in a hooded cloak walks slowly by mumbling to himself.
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The mumblings are not coherent, they are words spoken in garbled phrases,
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words that mean nothing. They are the words of one who is delusioned beyond
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regainment of full mental faculties.
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22 13 -3 4d4+220 3d3+3
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#31413
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believer hidden~
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a hidden Believer~
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One of X'Raantra's Believers hides in the shadows.
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The Believer notes your look with a look of her own, giving you a curt nod.
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24 12 -4 4d4+240 4d4+4
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#31414
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bat brown~
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a brown bat~
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A bat dive bombs you, coming inches from your head!
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It is hard to get a good look at the little fella, but that really doesn't
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matter, just aim for the blackish-brown blur.
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BareHandAttack: 4
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#31415
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spider dirty hairy~
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a hairy spider~
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A small, hairy spider moves across the ground before you.
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It is not an aggressive type of spider, nor is it large by any means - but
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it is a spider, nonetheless, and is digusting and wrong.
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7 18 5 1d1+70 1d2+1
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BareHandAttack: 4
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#31416
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deathknight knight dazed~
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a dazed DeathKnight~
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A DeathKnight wanders about, staggering in a daze.
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He holds his weapon as if he had never used it before, a slight line of
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drool running from the left corner of his mouth. His eyes hold a faraway,
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dazed look in them.
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#31417
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fellow adventurer~
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a fellow adventurer~
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A man in warrior's traveling garb lies upon the floor, looking very surprised to see you.
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Looks like he was catching a nap where he thought he might be safe.
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320 102400
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#31418
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wight blood scavenger humanoid~
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a blood wight~
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A humanoid is hunched over the corpse, hands and face dripping with blood.
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This awful scavenger looks up at you with a snarl and spits some blood on
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you. It goes back to its feast without another glance.
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BareHandAttack: 8
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#31419
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believer unrobed slobbering~
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the unrobed believer~
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A Believer stands menacingly over the boy, a look of glee on his face.
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The Believer looks as if this sort of sport were his passion, his only
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reason for living. Indeed, it may be from the look of the boy's back.
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25 12 -5 5d5+250 4d4+4
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#31420
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boy screaming crying~
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a screeching boy~
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A screeching boy is thrown face down over a desk, his shirt torn off, blood everywhere.
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It appears that this man has been at this boy for some time. The slashes
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across the boy's back are many and deep.
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