[center][h1][color=72C515]Chatak Claybitah[/color][/h1][/center]
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[color=72C515]"OOF!"[/color] Chatak wheezed as he was spear tackled, falling on his ass from the unexpected assault. Still, he smiled when he realised who it was, patting her head with relief. [color=72C515]["Good to see you guys made it, I was beginning to get a little worried. I guess Patches got through them all and found you?"][/color]

His question was answered as he felt a large canine tongue lick the side of his hood, followed by a nervous cackle. Well, looked like he was gonna be taking [i]that[/i] off, otherwise his only other option was spending the rest of this escape with drool-soaked fabric sticking to his cheek. That still didn't stop him from patting her as well with his free hand.

[color=72C515]["Thanks Patches, I'm glad you're ok too."][/color] He said, before standing up and unbuckling a sword a sheathed sword from the side of the hyena's saddle, looping it over his own shoulder. This was soon followed by a large bag, packed to the brim with small clay bombs. [color=72C515]"What you saying Guardman? You really not realise? Chatak flattered."[/color]

And that was when he pulled off his hood, revealing his face in all it's gobliny glory.

[color=72C515]"Now, we find caught humans. Chatak think it about time we go save them, yes?"[/color]