[center][h3]Zarif[/h3][/center]
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[indent][indent]Zarif winced as the bizarre magic of this foreign god bound his flesh back together with thousands of tiny shards of glass. There really wasn't much pain, despite how it looked, but it never failed to make the merchant deeply uncomfortable. The gods of his homeland were spirits of the sand and sea, ephemeral, yet powerful. This was... something was different, darker, more tangible. Still, he owed the priest thanks, he'd been right at deaths door, and now he was back in tip-top shape. 

[b]Zarif:[/b] Er.... my giving of thanks. I uh... AH! PRIEST!

Just as he spoke, a wooden shaft sprouted right square in Iddin's chest! It went [i][b]ALL THE WAY THROUGH[/b][/i] him! Zarif felt nautious as he waited half a heartbeat for his robed ally to keel over, dead as the brigand he'd felled mere moments before. Yet somehow, impossibly, as if through some divine miracle, the man began chanting even more zealously than before

Both unnerved and a bit in awe, Zarif drew his crossbow and easily planted the bronze headed bolt directly between the offending archer's eyes, producing the effect he'd expected in Iddin. Hesitantly, he trotted off behind a small circle of trees, covering his advance

[center][sub][i]Zarif moves to C-7 and attacks the HUNTER #1 with his Crossbow, hitting and dealing 10 damage, finishing him off, and earning 30xp. He then moves to E-10. [/i][/sub][/center][/indent][/indent]


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