[h3][i][b]WHAM!!![/b][/i][/h3]
[color=598527]“What the?”[/color]

The question foreshadowed a collided haymaker, spilling the fighter and ranger from their dancing saddles; the mounts finally dissipated from its respective swarms. The towering mass of evil hung above them, salivating blood from its maw. The surrounding flesh decomposed slowly and absolutely, in lieu of the caustic precipitation. Rotting boots belonged to an eroded giant, sleeping in death, but possessed with a famine only the wandering cabal before him could quell. Two other zombies avalanched into the cobbled path, resurrected from a flecked abandonment as groans of hunger beheld their battered and exposed brains. The lash spoilt upon the duo lingered unvitiated, the vine of Vaasa slighted in maniacal annoyance. The gypsy became discolored by the gore translated through the prior fretful impact.

>Markus and Egil are prone.

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Initiative

Troll (Zombie 2): 23
Markus: 22
Anala: 22
Mhyrienne: 19
Zaerith: 17
Unnamable: 16
Lucian: 12
Talran: 9
Orhvin: 5
Egil: 5
Sebastian: 4
Acid Sleet: 0
Zombies 1 & 3: -1


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