Barnaby takes out the red zombie. ”It’s about time!” chimes in Hustavan. The group all shoot him a death stare and he he slowing goes back to hide behind the bar. In a meager voice, "Good show. Good show. Carry on." Castoris fumbles against the bugbear, while Nergi takes out only a small junk out of the orange undead (let’s say a pinky finger). The zombies, all at once, seem to attack. The purple and orange zombies moan, ”Arrrggg… Arggghhgh…”
Zombie speak:
”Hey, Jack. It’s too bad they didn’t bring an archer.” ”Why’s that, Bart?” ”Because then we could have eaten his bone and marrow. ”Bart, you’re the worst.” "What do you expect? I'm kinda brain dead here." The purple one chomps at Castoris.
Orange and Yellow after Nergi.
The Pink turns its attention to Barnaby.
The bugbear, still prone on the floor, reaches for Castoris’s leg.
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