"How long has he been in there?"<br/><br/>"Days. It's amazing, he hasn--"<br/><br/>"Amazing?! Are you insane? You just said he's been in there for days! Do you know what that can do to somebody? Even the hour lim--"<br/><br/>"Calm down! That's not what I meant. Of course I'm worried about him, but one of our others went inside to check on him. He's doing great... It won't be long before he's ready."<br/><br/>"But we can get him out. Just look at him. He needs a break. It's not like he loses everything just by sleeping outside."<br/><br/>"I wish it was that easy. The corp. locked him in after an admin caught him on hour thirteen. The sedative won't last for more than another week, and then we can move out of here. If we tried to take him out now, he'd suffocate and die on us. He's way too valuable... and good for us to let something like that happen."<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>The clearing didn't provide much of a view. It was very closed in. Easy place to get claustrophobic.<br/><br/>The old oaks shielded this place from every slight breeze, making the air smell and feel stale. The light rained in from above, but beyond the treeline, the leaves blocked all but the smallest pinpricks of it. The ground here was nice and loamy though. Grass popped up throughout most of it. It was rather deceiving, given this place's reputation.<br/><br/>Everybody knew that people had died in this clearing. Many had, in fact. Too many. Something needed to be done about it. The time of death here was practically something you could set your watch to, if someone was there TO die, of course.<br/><br/>And someone was there. A very short woman, maybe a little girl? From a distance she looked like she could be six years old based on nothing but her size. Everyone watching from the tree branches knew she was far more than that however. And she was here... to end this horrible place's death streak.<br/><br/>A voice came from one of the trees. "Dude, I bet you they'll be late this tim--"<br/><br/>And then from the dark cover of the trees, from every direction, orcs charged the girl. Horribly savage, their drool couldn't keep up with their speed. Axes and other blades, covered in years worth of dried blood flailed around their hardly clothed bodies. It was a miracle that they were able to hang on to the handles, let alone use those weapons to such devastating effect. The orcs were hungry.<br/><br/>But they weren't going to eat little girl today...<br/><br/>(Please roll initiative.)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>