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(ooc: Finally someone agrees with me about how cool that song is)

Everyone started to lower ther weapons a bit and relax their tensed muscles... It must have been just a false alarm... after all anything could make that sound...

It wasn't until the mages light spell went out and darkness bathed even the group standing around the cart tensed up again...

It was ver still...

Wind blew in the trees...

the cold breeze provided a nice feeling toward everyone, even in the dark...

it cooled their sweating brows... their tensed muscles... prepared to let blades swing and arrows fly at a moments notice in directions their eyes could not even see...

and then... another breeze went by... Someone signed... "well guys i guess it was a false alarm..."

There was stillness...

"Guys?"

More stilness...

A feeling arose on the back of the speaker's kneck, fear of being completley isolated and alone, a fear of having to face what could be the horrible truth, fear of death... Adrenaline began to rush down to the spine... "fight or flee, fight or flee" it kept calling out... And all at once the vioce called out in a more paniced and hastened tone, demanding a reply...

"Everyone?!!"

And then another howl... but this time... it was right next to the listener's ear... blaring it forced them to rear their weapon, warm air brushign against the side of their face along with inhuman saliva... it seemed to burn on touch... all at once a light shot up and showed an image of 30 or so mangled looking and inhuman undead flesheaters gathered in a circle, they came about so quietly they couldnt be seen, the light came form a magic missile blast, it detonated and for a short time allowed everyone to aquire a target, several of the beasts had managed to climb up into the cart. The sound of many whaling beasts and clawing teeth along with the sounds of cold steel clashing, death screams, monstrouse ammounds of liquid rushing out of bodies and splashing against the grass, the startled animals pulling the cart bayed out, and quickly the cart itself torpled over, all in the darkness, ocassionally a mage spell would provide enough light to let everyone aquite a new target, the fighting continued for quite some time, Jon called out in a loud voice his pain was whaling, several cteatures had gutted him and one was still hanging onto his face, violently shaking his head about he finally managed to shake it off, it had scrached his eye though, and scarreed his face, he pulled out a huge double axe and swung it hard, cutting down several of the beasts while also cutting into 2 of his allies, as they went flying away they landed from afar. The mage stood up and felt his guts slip out from his stomach, in horror he reached down to them, but felt his actions were too feeble, the pain instantly got to him, he started to choke and his body all at once lost it's will to go on, topling over next to his own entrails the mage cast one last temporary light spell, in his dying eyes he could see the creatres were swarming the fallen cartm the two rangers stood atop it letting arrows fly into the attacking group, there were about 20 or so... not as many as it had felt like...

Jon, able to see a little now but still blind in one eye rushed his axe down hard and sliced one of the flesh eaters clean in two, he then hucled it around and accidetnly cut loose one of the horse chains, the horses had been strugling to stand up for a long time now, one stood up, in anger the other tried to wrestle the other one back to the ground and only ended up snapping its own kneck in the process as it's limbs fell limp the image of skye using a blunt plank of wood to smash in the head of an enemy was all that was seen before the lights went out again... and suddenly there was a bright red light, it rained from the sky, the paladin was casting storm of vengence, it started raining bright green and red bolts of rain which struck the monsters and injured them, then lightening began to fall from the sky and strike them down... blowing them up with only their searing feet still on the burnt grass below them, smoking. This happened along with several other mauled deaths, The bard who had been knocked alongside with the mage turned and saw him, his great wounds, he tried to administer a healing spell but it was the best he could do... he then looked up and in horror saw a figure standing beore him, wearing a black leather suit, he had navy blue whites for eyes which only highlighted his bruning red eyes which seemed present even in the dark. He stared a cold stare into those unblinking eyes which seemed to not be staring bak into him, but straight through him... and then they looked down... the figure stooped forwrd into the light provided by the rain and lightning, he had bright red hair, he placed his hands on the body and it began to glow with a holy light, the netrails slid back into place and the stomach magically folded back and sewed itself almost back together, it was as if time went in reverse on his injuries... Lifting his tatood palms from the man the pale figure with dark black lesions took a few steps back and then, in a flash of the lightning, vanished... The mage choked a bit and called out... "I know that was you... my freind..." He got a tear in his eye when he said it... The bard wasn't certain what to make of this... He looked back at his freinds... it was obviouse that they had to know too...

(OOC: I'm seeing Skye, The Mage, The Bard, Jon, The rangers, and everyone else for that matter, leveling up at least 1 level, 2 for skye acoording to my rolls, 2 for the Clerek, and 3 for Jon... Sorry Deathbringer and Tim, better luck next time ^_^)

After the fight and having rested for a bit, it was obviously too dangerouse to remain out in the open, frightened but aware of the dire consequences of NOT pointing out the details, the bard motioned everyone to see a cave, the encrance was lined with human skulls, it was quite obviously a Myrkridian nest... inside were things not even fit for the most twisted of Men's knightmares... and it was in... they were going...