<strong>Tagging Mother Freya, Niles the Nerdist!</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Sua1IZf.jpg?1)</div>The nerd squad, as Niles affectionately calls them, arrives at the docks with their noisemakers and their sexy outfits ready to PAR-TAY.<br/><br/>"HELLO HEXVILLE!" One yells, hands raised high, shimmying her hips as the crew exits a narrow alley into what they've been told is a popular gathering spot around a town well, "Are you ready to get down with the meanest, greenest stud this side of of the Bloodpeaks?" She strikes a pose as a series of exuberant noisemakers go off behind her. A series of joyful yells and proclamations of the greatness of Niles the Nerdist begin.<br/><br/>There is no answer. In fact, the place is eerily quiet, the tavern empty, the well bereft of water-bearers. A few wooden shudders creak in the wind in the sudden calm as the noisemakers go still.<br/><br/>"Hey uh, it seem a bit too quiet here?" One asks, pushing up the lenses on his face as he turns around. "Oh fuck."<br/><br/>Standing in the alleyway they just came out of is a hulking, dark-scaled lizardfolk who has a look on his face. The look of a hunter who has finally cornered prey.<br/><br/>"Get the - " one yells, but it's too late. Moving with lightning speed Saurus is on them, ripping, shredding, tearing, clawing. A few devices spark, a few try to fight, but they don't have a chance. The screams echo through the docks.<br/><br/>And then, there is only the sound of a carnivore gorging on a grisly meal.