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LaCroix yelped and staggered backwards, his berserker rage dulling most of the pain in his now possibly shattered balls. He regained his posture and ran over to Gorum's cloak and rummaged through the pockets, he pulled out a large bottle of beer. "I.DRINK.YOUR.BEER". He chugged the entire thing down in only a few seconds.

LaCroix laughed at Gorum's comment. He had just drank stale Gorum piss, but he wasnt as bothered as he thought he would be. "You think the taste of piss bothers me? Obviously you've never had a night with an Elven dominatrix... ".

LaCroix looked up at the heavens nervously. "I think... Aether might be pissed". He looked over at the now suspiciously calm Gorum Balor. "Um... thats unnerving".

After the third blow against him, LaCroix thought it would be a good idea to actually smack the dwarf back, raising his left leg and swung at Gorum trying to punt him into the stratosphere.

Throngar, who'd been taking a few moments to catch himself, looked up at Lilium's comment, then saw his brother brawling with LaCroix and swore under his breath. "Oh for... grah. I suppose I'll have to go sort them out in a minute." He rolled his eyes. "Ruddy typical, this is..."

Up on the castle roof, Felix was breathing rather heavily. The Blecks were gone, but she just wasn't used to this sort of exertion... even if her contribution to the fight had been far more magical than physical. "Well..." she gasped over at Bryce. "What now?"

Felix looked at Jinx rather strangely. Well, to be fair, who wouldn't? "... right," she replied in the tone of voice of one struggling to find a response adequate for that they were seeing or hearing. "That's very nice, dear. Now why don't you go play with your sister for a while? I'm sure she's very happy to see you after all these years." She delivered it in the encouraging but slightly patronising tone usually reserved for younger children.

Kal sighed and watched the brawl. This was the group he was traveling with? A bunch of children, Aether help these poor sodding fools. He chuckled playfully to himself. Aether HAD to have blessed these fools personally if they have lived even this far. He just sat there looking at the sky, something to Kal didn't feel right, his Necrotic Cyst was acting up. This was far from over, but why be all pessimistic about this wonderful outcome? "So now we revel in our glory or do we pack it up and run off for the night? You know before some one says something? I would really hate to be the one to clean up all these corpses..."

Falco didn't know what to do. He did very little and was saved by people he didn't even thank. He looked around to find the elven woman who had healed him. He saw her standing next to another woman at the top of a tower. Falco flew up there and landed next to Jinx. He got on one knee and bent his head down." Hello miss, I am Falco Amudeus. I thank you for healing me earlier; I also wish to apologize for my rude behavior to you after I awoke from being unconscious. Revenge was the only thing on my mind at the time not manners. So I take this time to get to know my savior and a very fetching elf if I do say so."

A young elven woman stands quietly watching the group, her arms folded across her chest. They had just finished a fight against those blecks, then they started fighting amongst themselves... She shakes her head. Boys will be boys, after all.
Still, though, it had been quite the sight to see. In the time she's spent traveling it was something new to her. Sure, she'd seen the aftermath of battles, but never the actual battles themselves.

She leans out to peer over the battlements to get a better look at them all. An odd lot, to be sure, but they interested her.