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With a roar, Gell braces his feet and draws his axe in preperation for this onslaught. Realizing that this was a flying foe they faced Gell growled with anger. He was no good with the bow, and did not carry one despite the warnings of his elders. But where Gell was unable to attack in conventional methods, he had learned to improvise. Picking up a rock roughly the size of a man's head, he hurled it at the birds. "You am cowards!!" he yells after the rock at the dark shape attacking their guides. "Am attacking puny birds! You am come down here and face Gell, and Gell am smash you!"
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"A ouija board just works better if you've made it yourself. It's sortof like how 'Clue' is more interesting when one of you has actually killed someone."
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