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Of the 20ish tough orcs that had entered the valley, only their leader remained. The rest were defeated so quickly and efficiently that Dreggan almost felt proud of himself and his comrades. However, this last one would prove difficult. Even the (almost) perpetually cool Vanelee seemed distraught.
"Shit. This one may actually make us break a sweat."
Repositioning himself on the side of the valley directly across from the rest of the group, Dreggan readied a few needles, ready to throw them at potential weak points while the orc warlord was distracted.
It would be hard, though. His spiked armour covered most of his body, even traditional weak spots in the back. Even though the whole thing looked unbeliveably heavy, its owner moved with grace and speed. The chieftain easily shrugged off Matt's blows and was making his way resolutely towards the rogue and mage.
Thinking of ways to bring him down, Dreggan watched the others closely.
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Last edited by Bob Biter; 12-11-2003 at 05:12 PM..
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