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It would have been easy for any of them to underestimate the dangers of this land, filled with an undue confidence. After all, this mission seemed like naught but mere pest control, no? All that faded the instant Gorosk fell, his clothing now rapidly stained crimson as fresh blood flowed from deep wounds inflicted from the last of the larger rats, frenzied with pain and fanatic in its defense of the burrows that the adventurers had intruded upon.

Shifting his attention to the rat that had incapacitated their companion, Renault hoped to take advantage of its distracted state, trusting that de Bray or Vah'lux could deal with the last of the rat spawn. With the heat of battle dulling the pain from the wounds in his leg and his arm, Renault moved as fast as he was able to, hoping to attack the dire rat from the flank.

[hider=Attack on Dire Rat][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19288]11[/url][/hider]
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