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B! L! TEEEEEEEEEEEE!

"Well, that was certainly fun. I wonder what they have me do next?"

Nailz removes an earthen gemencrusted crown off his brow and motions himself off an enchanted throne.

"MMmmrrrrroooooo! :::GRUNT!:::"

The Others remain in shadows.

"Correct Muu-Dread. Give them time to rest and misfortune and misery will soon beat a path to their doorway."

"My Lord wants that child. Is that clear. Do ALL of you understand it?!"

"Perhaps more scrying is called for. Maybe time and petience will reveal the secrets of this child for us."

"We Shall see..."

The group exits the alley and back towards the intersection, but something doesn't seem right.

"Such happy thoughts," a voice utters aloud followed by a deep chuckle. "I'd hate to break up such a wonderful event."

Tristan suddenly stops and a face on the alley floor behind them morphs itself via the stone and earth foundations. The ground rises and quickly morphs into an earthen facsimile of Nailz.

"I'm still watching you," he says wickedly. "We're going to get what is ours."

Nailz's face disappears leaving a blank slate in its wake. The lumbering earth elemental shudders, then its mass triples in size. Pushing its surroundings away, it advances and attacks.

With his master occupied in the matters of the occult and higher divinations, Nailz takes the opportunity to deliver more slaves, er contraband to discreet clientele.

"What so special about a boy? A half-starved boy at that."

"Master, I.., I....

Wading through waist high sewage, Nailz proceeds forward some 300 ft and enters an antechamber. Taking a left and two rights, he approaches a gate in the sewage systems. Touching three stones in the gate's surface, the metal fades away.

He enters and the metal fades into place behind him. He steps into another antechamber and proceeds another seventy to eighty feet into a hallway and stops before rubber fill dead end passage. With a wave of his hand, the stone rubber seperates revealing a door. Pressing his hand against it, it slides open into a lavishly furnished room beyond the tunnels.

Galloping at inhuman speeds, Nailz leaps from one secure rooftop to the next until he reaches his destination. He see the marked rooftop of a little used warehouse. Scaling down the walls with his powerful claws he reaches the ground and scans about the back alley. From there, opens a seemingly unused barrel, and quickly retrieves his armor, an amulet, some heavier weapons, a heavy cloak, and some well-worn boots.

As he sets his feet into several puddles and walks towards the alley's dead end, his footprints, caked in water, oil, and dirt slowly fade from view. Stopping in front of a solid stone wall, Nailz rakes his fingers across its surface. It stretches open allowing him passage into the safe darkness beyond the Bazaar. Then, it seals itself shut, with each brick layer flawlessly back into its original place.

"I am more than a 'fearsome beast', more than one of the Lunars. I am Kiba, son of Kiba the Guardian of the Ancoran Forests. This boy is under my protection and you, whatever you may be, will either die here or leave the Bazaar for good."

Holding his axe above his head, Lk slips into a strange stance.

"This one is more than you can handle," whispers a strange voice to Nailz, "fall back and report to me. I have another task for you."

"You amuse me little one. We will fight another day."

Nailz whistles again and more goblin crawl out from the alley to defend Nailz.

"Cover my exit," he snaps at them, "then return to the Tunnels. There are other slaves to be captured and sold." He then flips away from his opponents and makes a rapid break up the alley walls. Within seconds, he is over the top and disappears from view completely.

Nailz the Backbitter wrote:

Nailz turns his attention towards Little Kiba and springs from the wall towards the little wolfling. He swings and scores a slash across Little Kiba's flank. It's not a deep cut, but it draws blood. Kiba realizes his blades are not metal but made of obsidian glass. The cut is going to leave a scar.

5 points of damage

But is it considered silver?

His blades are magical. They don't burn but they cut pretty good.

Risking a quick glance at the boy, Lk thinks he is about to run. He backs up, keeping himself between Nailz and Tristan.
"If only he'd run already, I could shift..." he thinks to himself. "And here I thought this was going to be easy."

"Are you waiting for me to run?" chuckels Nailz. "I can hear your thoughts. Trust me, I won't spoil your secret. Go ahead. Change into a more fearsome beast. I look forward to it."

LK notices something about Nailz. He appears to be two to three inches taller.

...Missing, he backflips, but leaves an opening for opponents. LK gets the feeling the large goblin warrior is toying with him.[/i]

"If that goblin wants to play, then I'd better take the game to the next level." Lk thinks to himself. Waiting for the goblin to have his back to the wall, Lk makes it obvious that he's going to jump for another throat bite.

Making it obvious so Nailz can dodge, that is...

Fafhrd is quick to take advantage of any opening. He weilds his large greatsword with a surprising grace as he weaves a net of steel around the large goblin warrior

"Ho villian! Pups and tots are best left to their own devices! Come play with your peers!"

Nailz whistles loudly and three more goblins descend from the overhanging of the Bazaar. Gibbering and Gabbering with wicked blades drawn, all five rush Fafhrd. They guess five on one seems fair.

Nailz turns his attention towards Little Kiba and springs from the wall towards the little wolfling. He swings and scores a slash across Little Kiba's flank. It's not a deep cut, but it draws blood. Kiba realizes his blades are not metal but made of obsidian glass. The cut is going to leave a scar.

5 points of damage

Even as goblin blood drips from his mouth, Lk's eyes never leave Nailz. His experience in the competition for the shiney gave him new insight into fighting. And since this was a fight for not only his life, but the life of the boy Allura was worried about, Lk was going to do anything to win...

The goblin warrior swings his blades close to his body, then moves forward to lunge. He rolls past Little Kiba and takes another swing against his hind-quarters. Missing, he backflips, but leaves an opening for opponents. LK gets the feeling the large goblin warrior is toying with him.

"Interesting. More to this than meets the eye. Stand back boys! I'll handle, ...the puppy."

The larger goblin unsheathes two obsidian blades from his back-scabbards and moves forward towards Little Kiba in an unorthodox battle stance.

From behind his cloak, Tristan pulls a shiv ready to defend his new friend.

"Good, Aye love it when dey fight back Get im boys."

The three goblin advance with knives drawn. Nailz stands back and watches the fun start.

Still holding the puppy, Tristan stands and happily carries the small canine towards an open section of the Bazaar. Then, stepping into view are four goblins. They look at Tristan's new puppy and lick their lips.

The largest goblin, smelling like two weeks worth of sewage, steps forward. Brandishing a cleaver, he says, "We've been watchin' ye fur weeks. Ye've been in our territory. Give us the pup kid, Won'ts be no troubles if ye doo."

Then a proverbial sh!t-eating grin stretches across his face.