The sound of chanting led NAME to the water's edge. There he/she saw several marauders standing in a circle around their latest cache chanting to their demon god. He/she noticed one with a painted face, his greatclub raised over his head, a berserker prelate of demogorgon - clearly their leader.
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- NAME crept though the wet rocks taking position above the prelate and leapt down on his back. He/She used the weight of her jump to smash his head into the ground, then quickly jumped back into cover. Dodging through the rocks, NAME took down the rest of the marauders one-by-one ending their pillaging spree. He/She triumphantly sailed their booty-filled boat back to the waiting towns
- 282 XP
- 160-225 gold
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NAME crept though the wet rocks to the cache and took a few jewels from the pile. Unfortunately, the prelate noticed him/her. The blow from his greatclub knocked NAME back into the rocks with a crash. He/she pulled himself/herself up, before the marauders could close in, and used the maze-like rocks to cover his/her escape.
- 13-16 damage
- 94 XP
- 40-56 gold
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