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			<title>Jidaelle:&amp;#32;Created page with '''I'll make him feel pain''. Without a care for my own wellbeing, I surged towards my tormenter. The axeman tried to intercept but I weaved around him, not caring as his axe slic…'</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;#39;&amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;ll make him feel pain&amp;#39;&amp;#39;. Without a care for my own wellbeing, I surged towards my tormenter. The axeman tried to intercept but I weaved around him, not caring as his axe slic…&amp;#39;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;''I'll make him feel pain''. Without a care for my own wellbeing, I surged towards my tormenter. The axeman tried to intercept but I weaved around him, not caring as his axe sliced through my lower right side. '''-3 health'''. &lt;br /&gt;
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The archer had time only to cry out in fear as I dived on top of him, stabbing him through the navel and bisecting him with a vertical slash. A satisfied smile spread across my face as I was sprayed with his blood. '''+ 4 health.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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The remaining axeman made another swing at me but I was ready. I twisted around to block his strike, and the sound of metal against metal reverberated through the clearing. Before he could bring back his axe to attack again, I forced my way through his arc and hacked off his right arm. His body convulsed in pain as I withdrew my sword and freed his head from his shoulders. '''+4 health'''.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blood stained my clothes, and a distant part of me, the part that bothered with appearances, was deeply disgusted. But not enough of me cared as I dined upon their remains. &lt;br /&gt;
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''It's been so long since I've tasted the sweet tang of blood. Though these sour men were no fine course meal, they would do quite nicely.''&lt;br /&gt;
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'''You are healed back to full health.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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'''You have gained 40 xp and 6 Gold for killing the bandits.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Now, the question is, what do I do now?'' The hour was growing late, and already the sun was starting to set.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Press on along the road]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Find a place to make camp]]&lt;br /&gt;
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2015 17:24:48 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Jidaelle</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Attack_your_tormenter</comments>		</item>
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