>>6107821The other sniffs the air as your companions prepare for trouble–Volka stepping in front of you with her own weapon drawn, TT, well…
Is she tuning her <span class="mu-i">INSTRUMENT!?</span>
“Inspiration…” She trembles as she steps far behind you!
“Hmmm…” Remarks the other Skog as if he’d smelled a wet fart, “Who tamed you, girl?”
“Don’t know what you’re talking about, friend…” Snarls Volka as she stoops into a defensive stance, “But you’re not hurting anyone while I’m around!”
“Pathetic.” The Skog scoffs, “Traveling with cattle. You’ve been poisoned by <span class="mu-i">weakness</span>. Waste of a fresh woman.”
“Let’s suck it out of her...” Laughs his companion with a lecherous glimmer in his yellow eyes, “And eat the others…”
“I will take the hairy one… and the <span class="mu-i">strange</span> thing…” Declares Skog 1 as his hateful eyes settle on you. “It smells exotic.”
“They are yours…” Nods his friend as he readies his axe, “The Many-Legs and Glow Eye are <span class="mu-i">mine</span>.”
“Still trying… to concentrate here…” Grumbles the mage–Oti, you’re sure his name was. “Hells…”
A sharp breeze dances across the riverside as you feel something darting towards you–a Skog? No, his <span class="mu-s">AXE!</span>!
>Roll me 1d100-11 (-7 Skog Senses, -2 Dark, -5 Burning Hands, +3 Spinner Song) to dodge the attack(s)? Best of 3! 