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One of the down sides of being built like a druffalo is trying to navigate tight spaces and Vat-Katari was feeling that very draw back as he lead his men through the cramped tunnels of the mine. [color=9e0b0f]"Damned dwarves should of built this place so a real man could walk through here..."[/color] The walking mountain of muscle grumbled to himself as he pushed himself onward. He had to crouch slightly to keep his horns from scrapping against the low hanging cave ceiling. [color=9e0b0f]"This pay off better be worth it."[/color] He said, the annoyance practically dripping from his words.

After what felt like ages of crawling through endless tunnels Vat-Katari and his men emerged into a opening in the caves. He was glad to be finally able to stretch out to his full height, a series of gut wrenching cracks left his body as he did so, but he was met with a new problem in the shape of what looked like some makeshift barricade blocking the way forward. [color=9e0b0f]"Of course."[/color] Vat-Katari said agitatedly as he examined the blockade. It looked sturdily built and reached all the way from floor to ceiling, but Vat-Katari was confident enough that he and his men could break their way through it. He was about to give the order for his men to go plant some explosives on the gate when a thought occurred to him. [color=9e0b0f]"Wait... where are the corpses?"[/color]

As if some sort of higher power was answering him a literal legion of the dead rose form the ground around him and his men. The shock set in on Vat-Katari's men almost instantaneously as the looked on in horror at the decomposing corpses that began to shamble to unlife. Their fear only seemed to solidify as the horde began to surround them, quite a few of the men's weapons began to quiver from their fear as it seemed this was the first time they had ever seen the likes of the undead before. One such fearful soul was Carvel, the brutish man's eyes were filled with the same uncertainty and terror of a child left alone in the dark. [color=fff200][b]"SHITE SHITE SHITE SHITE SHITE!!"[/b][/color] He stammered as his grip tightened on his axe, his meaty knuckles turning white from the pressure.

Needless to say Vat-Katari was less than impressed with the reactions of his so called men. [color=9e0b0f][b]"SHUT YOUR WHINNING TRAPS UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO SHUT THEM FOR YOU!!"[/b][/color] He snapped at them, breaking their attention away from the slowly approaching corpses and placing it on him. [color=9e0b0f][b]"These damned things are no better than rabid dogs!"[/b][/color] Vat-Katari continued, as he spoke crackling balls of fire began to appear in each of his hands. [color=9e0b0f][b]"And we know what we do with rabid dogs?!"[/b][/color] He said before he quickly lobbed one of the fireballs into the horde. The fireball burst into a explosion that consumed three of the corpses, their dried and decomposing skin working as the perfect kindling as they crumbled into piles onto the floor. [color=9e0b0f][b]"WE PUT THEM DOWN!!"[/b][/color] He exclaimed after the explosion. [color=9e0b0f][b]"Now lets go earn our pay boys!"[/b][/color] Vat-Katari exclaimed as he let loose another fireball that took out another four of the shambling corpses. He let out a battle cry as he lead his men in the charge against the undead horde, hurling balls of fiery death as he did so.
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