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While traveling from Scarbourough to their rendezvous with the rest of the Phantom Legion, the bullywugs and their skuttlenip trackers kept to the fetid marshways. At first the skuttlenips seemed excited by the journey. But soon Shaman Timrek noticed theat the beasts were staying closer to the warriors and quieter as well. The warriors kept bragging to each other, not noticing how bothered their trackers were, or how their shaman kept an eye on them. When the eyestalks of the skuttlenips suddenly pointed their eyestalks in a perfect star in all directions Temrek stopped in his tracks. "Croak!" The three warriors drew their swords, well kept and free of rust despite the damp environment. A pair of Muroni swooped down from the trees. The three pugilists started to surge forward. "Croak!" At Timrek's command Nibor flipped backwards to guard the rear from the Mummified Necromancer that had enchanted the Muroni The havok quickly turned to the bullywugs favor. While Timrek couldn't effect the Mummy wtih his spells, he was more than capable of preventing the Necromacer from harming his champion, and the Muroni were simply not skilled enough to fight outnumbered without an ambush. The Skulltnip swarm kept clear of the dried flesh of the mummy, but had no problem taking tastes of the muroni legs whenever they had a chance. And each time they did, the two warriors slashed viciously with their swords. It was only a matter of time before one of them landed a solid hit, and the crack of the hollow bones clashed with the screak of the bewitched monster. The other Swordstoad turned and together they rained blow after blow on the helpless doppelganger. His companion, freed by the distraction of the warlock and the horror of the situation, turned and adjusted his wings for flight. One, two powerfull beats lifted him into the air, only to suddenly feel the bite and pull of the skuttlenips on his legs. Rapidly he beat faster, gaining height, but loosing endurance. He slowly spiralled back to earth in time to see Nibor perfectly destroy the mummy's staff with a twin slash of his swords, then reverse and sweep the two swords through the withered body. The shaman pointed and his soldiers threw the Muroni into a pool, skuttlenips and all, so that he could talk to his companions in quiet. "Croak." Which to a batrachian ear meant. "Excellent! The purple pants make us invincible!" The skulltnips started to emerge from the gamy pool. Nibor turned to look at them and then back to his allies. "Croak." Which roughly meant. "They are done feeding, lets go meet the rest of the phantom legion!"
