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OMG!!! Don't do that... O.o, scared the Nicholas Cage out of me, lol.
"I see nothing out of the ordinary,"Kor whispers to Zoren,"What do you think?"
The appearance of the void creatures causes Kor to stand quickly, his head hanging low. Eerily he turns to look at Izura, his face in a rictus of rage and the tendons in his neck taut. "Pretty ponies, dark one,"a thick gobbet of drool smacks against the ground,"it seems we all have to bare our teeth sometimes..." Kor's voice has taken on an almost playful quality as he contorts his head to face the rest of the group, his mouth open in a twisted smile with the bizarre maxillae inside buzzing softly. "I think I have a beautiful smile, don't you all?" As the shadow horse barrels toward him, Kor cocks his head to the side, drool oozing out in a syrupy string. "A gift? For me? You shouldn't have!" Kor swings his hammer is an overhead arc, laughing maniacally all the while.
"We need a foe soon,"Kor manages between gritted teeth,"my mind is... slipping, a throwback to my race's beginnings... the rage is becoming... harder to control." The trox slumps to a knee and holds his head in his left hand. His massive tail flicking wildly. The killing urge is palpable here... not again... you will get release against the enemy... patience
"I seek only the book. My freedom is my reward,"Kor's massive bulk shifts to face the jungle,"Are any of you familiar with silent communication, as in with your hands?"
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