06-04-2004, 02:43 AM | #1 |
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Trannath ka Marent slowly descended from his hiding place in the diamondwood tree, looking about for any of the Creatures, gaining courage as he saw none, hopped down from the lowest shining bough. "Motarnath? Meenakrast?" he yelled, hoping one of his friends would respond. "Trannath? Is that you?" Motarnath responded from far off. "Yes, it is I. What were those beasts?" he yelled back, speaking of the creatures who had massacred what appeared to be all of their dwarven slaves and all but them from their caravan. "I do not know." Motarnath responded as he hobbled out of an abandoned dustboar hole, cradling three shattered right arms and limping on four mauled legs, his last set apparently severed. "Good Garananth, did they rip into you, Motarnath." Trannath said. "Yes, well, I will be fine, BUT YOU ARE DEAD!!!" Motarnath yelled as he regenerated his damaged limbs, his face contorting into a hellish form. He lunged at his friend, splitting his head open and proceeded to devour his dead friend's brain. He then began to drink the ichor oozing forth from Trannath's skull. We have to figure out how to stop what happened in Diamondwood Pass from happening again. We are the Mallach'traa (traa is our clan), a race similar to scorpion-human mixtures with six arms, and an extra set of eyes. All we know is that the Creatures, dubbed the Infesting Swarm, lives in locust teeth, the locusts bite into Mallach flesh and exoskeletons, the Swarm infects the Mallach, and the Infected begins to feast upon brain and blood, the Infected's victim, must hunt for a body to feed upon within the next 1 hour, or die, the Infected can then become his victim, and may then access his memories in order to kill easier. The Locust Infectors have disappeared, so we have nothing to worry about from them.
Sample pro: (and my pro) Name: Mallanth Venom from tail: pure liquid oxygen Venom from claws: cyanide defect: mild dementia any questions?
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