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. _ _ The Raiders of the Throtyl Moors .
. | '-. .-' | and Stormshire Forest have simply .
. | -. '..\\,.//,.' .- | had enough! Enough with mortally .
. | \ \ || / / | wounding their foes then waiting .
. /| )M\/%%%%/\/( . |\ around for them to die... even .
. (/\ MM\/%/\||/%\\/MM /\) their worgs got bored, they'd go .
. (/ M \% \%%/ % / M \) steal steel boots to chew them up! .
. (/ M________ /\ ________M \) .
. (/ M\ \(D,)| |('D)/ /M \) So the Dread Mwarg, their shaman, .
. (\ M\. /, \/ ,\ ./M /) is now training the Raiders in a .
. / MMm ( \ || / ) mMM \ new technique: the Bloodstrike! .
. // MM \\ || // MM \ Really, nothing says "mortal wound" .
. \/ ''\)/||\(/'' \/ quite like one that has a Raider .
. \ ( \oo/ ) \/ still attached to it -- hacking and .
. \'-..-'\/ slashing to get all the arterial .
. \ / blood there is to rain down all .
. around! And do the worgs love it? .
. Why, yes they do, dear reader, yes .
. they do. In fact, they lick it up! .
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