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11-21-2011 @ 4:41PM
The dwarf who has mapped countless continents of Azeroth, Brann Bronzebeard finds himself in another sticky situation. "Me head, Wha was in that ale...." the fun sized explorer announced as he righted himself picking up his hat from the ground and placing it on his head. No sooner had he dons so than an arrow pierced the leathery companion pinning it to the wall of the Colosseum Brann found himself in. "wha in the blue blazes whas tha!" The dwarf wheeled around just in time to dodge another silver tipped arrow fired from a cloaked figure. "Aye, Lass, ye not wantin ta be doin this!" as the dwarf pulled a mining pick from a sheath on his back. As the figure stood there silently drawing back on her bow Brann simply sighed "Well ok, Ye want to play hard ball, eh?, good cause thats just my kinda game!". As the arrow sliced through the air of the collosiem headed right for Brann, the dwarf pulled a small stone tablet from his waistband and deflected the arrow. Leaping like a spring loaded jackrabbit Brann dove towards his mysterious attacker first with a heel kick which was blocked by figures bow. Useing the momentum of his pick axe he swong not only snagging the cloak of the attacker but launching himself a safer distance from the woman. "Wait jus a second i know ye, yer Rhonins lass, what are ya doing here?" asked the explorer. "well...isn't it obvious, I'm killing you!" the elf shouted launching three arrows simultaneously. Just like that all three arrows made contact, but to the suprise of the elf bounced off the Dwarfs now rock like skin, "Ye didna expect it ta be tha easy did ya lass?" Brann responded by taking a trinket out from one of his satchels. The figure looked like a small golem, placeing it on the gorund it began to grow to ten feet high placeing Brann on its shoulder. "Picked this little lad up in Ulduar!" as the golem raised its hand cannon firing a motlen ball of iron at the lith elf. An explosion rang out as dust and stone exploded in every direction. "was that suppose to hit me you senile old dwarf!" the ranger shouted. "It was na supose ta hit ye!" he exclaimed as Veressa noticed a small stone scarab clinging to her back. Before she could speak hundreds of thousands of small stone scarabs crawled from the impact area engulfing the elf head to toe in a sea of grinding stone insects. In a few seconds nothing was left and the scarabs disintegrated to sand. "Ye never know what mysterious things are buried in our world" said the Dwarf victorious.
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