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Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 38

AC Roll: 20
Attack Successful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 28

Daily Roll: 1 of 2

Shmoo ducked behind a brick wall. The zombies continued to shoot their spit at where Shmoo was hidning. She had no idea what to do. "Is this how you deal with your problems: by hiding?" whispered a voice behind her. Shmoo nearly jumped out of her skin; she was so surprised. She whirled. Standing behind her was a boy about her age. He wore a dark blue cloak, a black shirt, and blue jeans. He had black hair and stunning gray-blue eyes. "Wha-what? Wh-who--?" stammered Shmoo.
The mysterious boy did not look at her as he slunk the the wall and looked around the edge. Taking a small object from a hidden pocket in his cloak, he threw it at the zombies. There was a flash of blue light and the zombies disintegrated. Shmoo stared at the boy with both horror and fascination. Who is he and how does he have such power?

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 28

AC Roll: 9
Attack Unsuccessful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 28

Daily Roll: 2 of 2

The mysterious boy strode back to where Shmoo was hiding. He looked at her with his gray-blue eyes. Before she could react or say anything, he was pulling her along behind him by her wrist. "Hey, what? Wher--" started Shmoo.
"Quiet," he replied, "there is no time to discuss anything. For now, the only information I can give you is that my name is Kenrick and I was sent to help you." He started to move faster. Looking behind them, Shmoo could see why. There was a dozen of acid-spitting zombies pursuing them.
"Don't you have any more of those bombs?" asked Shmoo.
"No. I just used my last one," answered the boy named Kenrick.
Why does he have to be so mysterious and brief with everything? Shmoo fumed.

Shmoo: You're not very good at dice rolling, are you?
Kenrick: Who cares? It's just a silly game anyway.
Shmoo: How can you say that? Without this roleplay, you wouldn't exist!
Kenrick: Can we just play the game now?

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 28

AC Roll: 3
Attack Unsuccessful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 28

Daily Roll: 1 of 2

Shmoo and Kenrick barely missed a acid ball and skirted around a corner. Temporarily out of the zombies' view, they hid behind some barrels of apples. We must be close to the market, thought Shmoo.
"Now, before we move on--" began Kenrick,
"You have to tell me what is going on!" interrupted Shmoo.
"I don't know who you are or why your here, so how am I supposed to trust you?"
Kenrick just stared blankly at Shmoo. Finally, he sighed.
"We don't have much time, so I'll give you a short version. I will reveal more information later, but you have to promise not to interrupt. Understood?"
At Shmoo's nod, Kenrick began.
"I am a Nuisance Hunter. If there is trouble that is unusual, I am called to check it out and eliminate it, if necessary."
He paused.
"Luckily, the headquarters isn't too far from here. I was on break and watching the news when all this trouble started."
A zombie head peeked around the corner. "Time's up," Kenrick noted calmly.

Shmoo: See? I'm bad at rolling, too!
Kenrick: ...

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 28

AC Roll: 8
Attack Unsuccessful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 28

Daily Roll: 2 of 2

Kenrick grabbed Shmoo's wrist once more and darted passed the zombie. Luckily, he was so surprised he didn't have enough time to prepare an attack. Unfortunately, Kenrick took a wrong turn and ended them both up at a dead end. When they turned around, they could see dozens of zombies closing in on them.

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 28

AC Roll: 15
Attack Successful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 23

Daily Roll: 1 of 2

All the zombies gathered in a big group around Shmoo and Kenrick. The tension roe and none of the zombies made a move. Suddenly, one brave zombie leapt forward and made a slash at Kenrick. There was a quick movement from Kenrick, and the zombie was defeated. Shmoo looked at the weapon he was now wielding. It was a sword. The twin of the one she was holding.

Kenrick: I take that back. stare
Shmoo: Gee. Thanks a lot. stressed

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 23

AC Roll: 8
Attack Unsuccessful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 23

Daily Roll: 2 of 2

"Your sword..." murmured Shmoo.
"Yes, it's exactly like yours," the mysterious Nuisance Hunter said. He wiped off the slime from the zombie and stared at the crowd surrounding them. There seemed to be a nervous hum among the zombies, but none of them moved or made a sound. "There must be a reason for that," said Shmoo.
"There is. But I'm not sure we have time for th--" Kenrick was cut off as several more zombies raced away from the crowd and attacked Shmoo.

Shmoo: Some hero you are!

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
AC: 13
HP: 23

AC Roll: 7
Attack Unsuccessful

Enemy: Zero Zombie Army
HP: 23

Daily Roll: 1 of 2

Kenrick was afraid to move in case the zombies were nervous of him and attacked Shmoo. There were about ten zombies sourounding Shmoo and with a direct attack, she might get seriously injured. Kenrick put his sword away and decided to wait and see what the zombies would do.