>>5412054As you ponder the art of war, the art of battle calls to you. You see a gang of never before seen beasts. Their funnel of a mouth have several pointy teeth that spins around itself like a crushing gnawing machine.
Their very twig thin, yet somehow agile looking legs support a body whose texture has the appereance of moss hanging on itself, a very coarse looking wool for any animal to done.
Their heads are bald and almost look like a tinted lime, their eyes express no emotion even for an animal, their iris is just as clear as their bone white sclera.
All with the exception of the one in the middle, it is visibly larger and posseses blackened eyes with a small iris of white. They smell foul of moss, blood and carrion.
They begin gargling at you and start pacing around you in a linear motion. They are angry hunters prospecting a new meal.
>Combat Scenario!!>You are wielding an axe, filibert a holy club, Amaeur his coomer arm, Arianes and Franciscos have several spears.>What will you do?>TACTICS.>Fight one on one, attack the alpha kelpie directly, throw pointy sticks. etc.>Honorably run away [DC] 80 sorry for the break will update much more frequent then last week 