Much appreciated! No worries miss, I think him and I would do just fine getting em ready.
Clob says with a forced friendly tone.
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Let me take a look?! Clobb says quickly as he rushes over to the bodies. Who would do such a thing, to a little girl? Clobb's head falls in his hands. He moves to one of the fallen dwarves and removes a shirt or some other cloth to wrap the girl up in. We promised we'd find her for em, so here she is. But I hate to be the bearer of bad news. I need to perform last rights on these tainted corpses and bury them so hopefully they don't return from the dead. I would be happy te have ye all help, but understand if ye have somewhere ta be. He kneels down over the corpse of a dwarf with it's eyes still open and gently closes them. Then he stands and pulls out a shovel and begins to dig.
There ye go lad, practically good as new! Clobb says with a laugh.
Oh boy, that's not good.
We'll get you fixed up!
Clobbidrin smacks at the Spider again.
The spiders movement caught him off guard, but the blow connects with one of it's legs.
Clobbidrin's hammer collides with the unaware spider with a loud thud and a crack that echoes off the trees.
Clobbidrin charges the spider.
And swings his weapon wildly through the air.
Holy crap, what is that thing? Clobbidrin says as he casts bless on the party.
Keep yer wits about ye, this doesn't seem natural. Clobbidrin begins looking around and tries to peer through the mist.
What're ye sayin?! Clobbidrin stops in his tracks and holds still looking back to the group and taking a peek around him. He makes sure to keep the group in sight and slowly walks back towards them.
Clobbidrin will get his shield and hammer ready and begins moving rapidly towards the voice. She's in trouble, no time ta lose.
I remember attacking a bunch of bandits, then being set upon by a large beast. the bandits were all but defeated before that thing came out. It was a monster, and all of us fought to the end. I took a nasty blow to the head, and when I woke; they were all dead. Clobbidrin will follow the group tellin stories of when he was a boy, trying to break the ice with the new group. When he sees the different terrain types he begins a new story that it has reminded him of.
I thank ye stangers for lendin me yer aid. Name's Clobbidrin, but my friends call me Clobby. As for my comrades, last thing I remember is taking a hard blow to the 'ead. He ponders on the events as if struggling to find the last missing piece in a puzzle. I remember the events before they died, an' I remember after. But it is the in between bits I don' recall to well. Maybe when we find em I can put the full story t'gether.
But of course, could ye provide a description so I at least know who I am lookin fer?
Terribly sorry to hold ye up... a missing person? I'm sorry to hear that, I know how difficult it can be to lose track of someone temporarily. Is there any way I can be of assistance? Clob. thinks to himself, maybe their missing person is related to my missing comrades?
Clob. looks at the kind woman and remarks. Only if ye have seen a bunch of corpses belongin to my kin. I came back from town after getting some supplies so I could perform the last rights on my fallen comrades. They just off the road here, but for the life of me I can't find em. He laughs for a second. Kinda hard to misplace 12 corpses, not like they would just get up and wander off.
Clob. seems to be discussing something with the Carnies. He has not yet raised his voice, but he does appear to be irritated. I'll ask ye again, have ye seen my comrades bodies. They were just over the hill there, and honor dictates that they be buried and given Torag's blessing. I am not accusing ye of anything, I just want te know if ye have seen 'nythin'. Hearing a coach approach he turns around to get a good look at the occupants. With a smile on his face he waves and says. Good evenin to ye. He waits for an answer from the carnival members.
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