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[Thugren]

Thug ten slaps his comrades arms and jumps onto his shoulders.

" onward to glory! "

[Prosperan Son]

The Ogryn laughed in amusement as they strode on. The Darkness finally envelloped them all as night came over. Vicious howls filled the night sky, numerous pairs of eyes watching them from the dark.

" I think we better hurry."

[Thugren]

takkun nods.

"MOVE FASTER SO I DO NOT HAVE TO HIT THEM WITH MY SPEAR!"

[Prosperan Son]

The trio had already picked up the pace by the time Takkun decided to yell. The Ogryns, running on their large legs. Barking was heard from behind as a pack of wolf like creatures, their bodies covered in the darkness pursued them from behind. Snarling, Baying, the beast were hungry.

[Thugren]

Takkun stands on greers shoulder and draws his pistol , firing into the dogs as they run

1d100 rolled for a total of: 30 (30)

[Prosperan Son]

One of the best yelps in pain, tumbling to the ground. The rest of it's pack of eight continued to charge on without it. Upon closer inspection, the monsters didn't seem ....natural. They was a mix of scales and fur, the wolves apparently a hybrid between reptile and mammal. One of the beast, two meters long , pounced at Greer's back, clawing at him with sharp razor claws.

[Thugren]

Takkun growls.

" turn and fight my brothers!"

Takkun lunges from greers back swinging his lade in a deadly arc.

" we take their hides! For the bloody handed god!"

1d100 rolled for a total of: 77 (77)

[Prosperan Son]

The first wolf didn't even have time to yelp, the possessed spear tearing away the upper half of it's skull. The dead body slid down to your feet limpless. Another of the hybrid canines lunged at Takkun's side, pouncing onto his back and trying to bite away at his shoulder's before being shot away by Greer and his ripper gun.

[Thugren]

Twirling the blade in his hand he lunges forward, aiming the lade into another on of the beasts.

1d100 rolled for a total of: 75 (75)

[Prosperan Son]

The beast croaked as the blade ran into it's neck, and impaling it's chest. It's body went limp, dragging the spear down a bit. Skaroth's growling could be heard, the Daemon seemingly bored with these pups.

Another wolf snarled and went for Takkun's throat, it's razor claws aimed towards the wind pipe.

1d100 rolled for a total of: 72 (72)

[Thugren]

Playing his spear thugren grips the obsidian length of the weapon an yanks it back sharply letting it go to whip painfully into the animals face

1d100 rolle for a total of: 88 (88)

[Prosperan Son]

The wolfish beast had the small group surrounded. Greer looked from side to side, Ripper gun directed pointing at any of the hounds that got a little to close.

"Me thinks they''re a bit hungry,"Greer noted with a faint smile, trying to lighten the situation.

"Naw." His cleaver wielding friend commented with a groan of annoyance, not finding any humor.

[Thugren]

You... Faceless one with the blade bigger than me... What is your name friend."

[Thugren]

Takkun spins his spear watching the beasts warily

[Prosperan Son]

"Grizmund" The Cleaver wielding Ogryn answers, swinging his blade downwards at an oncoming hound, the blade biting into the monster's head, killing it.

Two of the monsters rush Takkun, barking madly as they snap at his knees at stomach, trying to hinder him.

1d100 rolled for a total of: 76 (76)

[Thugren]

The blade twirling in his hand and takkun steps to the side, hoping to dodge the lunges.


" surely there must e someplace to hunker down for the night we can't keep fighting like this well surely fall before we reach our destination!"

1d100 rolled for a total of: 80 (80)

[Prosperan Son]

Both hounds miss completely, accidentally smashing into one another with duel yelps of pain. Before they can rise, Greer blast apart both of them with a spray of ripper rounds. The massive slugs coring them.

"Aye, I think he's right Griz! We need somewhere safe!" Greer shouted at his brother in arms, smashing another of the hounds as he did so.

" There be an old abandoned factory near 'ere! We can reach it in just a few minutes if we haul our arses!" Greer responded, giving them the answer they wanted.

[Thugren]

Takkun flips onto greers back in a fluid motion.

"Onward! Forward! Post haste! Hail your ass!"

Takkun urges, gripping the spear.

" for the love of all that is sacred move!"

[Prosperan Son]

"Stand and fight!" Skarroth snarled from within his confinement, his voice booming through out Takkun's minds. As the gaggle of fighters ran on, the remaining beast pursued, six of them left in total.

[Thugren]

Silence daemon!"

Takkun growls , crouching on greers shoulders.

" I do not feel like being rent and broken here!"