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[center][h1][color=ff4500]Avol Goldtooth[/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][color=ff4500]Location:[/color] Ancient Forest[/center]

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     Everything in Avol's body advised against investigating without Bo-Bo there to back him up. Still with his Boomstick in hand he drew ever closer to the noise that drew him from camp. As the clashing of blades against metal Avol hid himself as best as he could amongst the underbrush and watched the scene unfold before him. A group of night elves had surrounded what looked like a human and some sort of giant fighting desperately for their lives. 

The human, a Paladin from the looks of him (and by the magic he seemed to cast) had fell at least one of the elves. A ferocious combatant by the looks of him and a person that he should probably stay away from. The other, the giant, seemed to already be downed although if his experiences with Bo-Bo were any indicator than he was better off staying away from her as well. The sound had barely reached his ears when the shiver went down his spine.

[h2][color=ff4500][b]SNAP[/b][/color][/h2]

The cringe that made his whole body shrink up into an almost inconceivable size did almost little to no good as an elf turned in his direction with tilted head and keen senses. Unsure of his next course of action Avol readied his Boomstick and his whistle and prepared for the worst.