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[color=silver]Bernie couldn't help but squeal with delight as she rounded the corner on the path and saw the large heap of ancient debris resting on the side of the hill. Whatever it had once been, the metallic mass had obviously been buried for an age or more, only to be uncovered by the unnaturally heavy acid rainfall the country had been experiencing over the last few weeks. What was more exciting for the little greenskin however was the tell-tale glow she could see emanating from inside the pile of scrap.

Reaching up she adjusted the lenses on her father's goggles, a gift in her parting from him. Shifting the various pieces of tinted glass she quickly focused in on the glow, determining that it must be a sparky rather than a glowy that lay hidden. With a heavy grunt Bernie reached over her shoulder for her [url=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TshpzQD0qzw/T_wFNn9QF-I/AAAAAAAAAfc/uqC3d9MsJxo/s1600/homemade+larp+boffer+mace+finished.JPG]Precision Percussion Applicator[/url][sup][color=darkgray]TM[/color][/sup], swinging it in the air a few times to get used to the heft and weight as she stepped closer to the pile.

With a mighty roar the greenskin brought the club down on the metal mass, letting of a loud clank which seemed to echo around the valley, barely dying down before her second blow struck home. After three more bashings, the acid-worn casing finally began to break free. Leaning in closer Bernie stowed away her PPA, pulling out her padded gloves instead. Reaching inside the metal shell Bernie carefully worked her arm around the various melted, cracked and twisted pieces of scrap before finally her fingers closed around something which felt solid and intact.

Deftly twisting her wrist, the young goblin wrenched the component free, and flicking her goggles back down stared at her new find anxiously. The [url=http://sites.psu.edu/matthewbrenfleckblog/wp-content/uploads/sites/16802/2014/11/battery.png]small cylinder[/url] glowed brightly as she examined it through her special lenses, and Bernie could tell that it still held the potential for quite a sting for anyone not knowing how to properly handle it.

Dropping her prize in her satchel, Bernie gripped the sides of the cracked metal shell with both gloved hands and began to pull them apart as best she could. After a few seconds the opening seemed wide enough to fir her head inside, and so Bernie did just that, her goggles letting her examine the inner workings of the shattered machine as she hunted for any more valuable finds.[/color]