"Where is that horrific burning meat smell coming from?" mumbles our brave, cursed, and not too bright, hoplite Hiktos Nuluk.
"Perhaps you were referring to ME." announces Lich Mistress Ima Imorale' in a voice as dry as death. "Opps, I did it again," is the only thought that races through the hopilite"s mind as he readies himself for what is shaping up to be very painful battle.
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