Brown Eyes Aren't Even an Exotic Trait

The sheep skull is out of the lake, its flow of poison no longer affecting the river, and the skull itself looking more like that of a dragon now that it's not distorted by the water and we had a small discussion about how we've probably seen etchings of dragons enough to make the connection.

A voice calls out, 'That's my skull! Drop your weapons and flee back to your mothers!'

'But it's a long way', says Toogood, ever practical.

'The owner of the voice is on a cliff, about 40' above you and 70' away, wearing armour that looks to be made of bone, wielding a bow, has brown eyes... not that you can tell from this distance.'

'Hey! What colour are your eyes?! It's important!'

'Are they soft and kind', shouts Duncan, 'or hard and steely?!'

I think we can assume hard and steely when he starts pelting us with arrows, prompting us to fight back. Our armiger, Farrel, not equipped for any kind of ranged combat, has trouble coming up with any suitable action beyond shouting back to him.

'Like what?', I say, 'Stop attacking us, or I'll smash the skull?'

'I wasn't thinking that, but it's better than what I was thinking.'

'Was it more like, 'suck your own cock'?'

'Yeah, something like that.'

'Oh, shout 'suck your own cock, or we'll smash the skull', if only to see the look on his face.'

Duncan, speedy Harrier (with a munchkin level of Executioner), has a more direct plan: scramble up the hill, climb the short cliff face, and attack our aggressor directly. And that's what he does. He's up the hill easily, a bit of deft footwork gets him across the scree, and an expert piece of climbing has Duncan almost jumping up to face our attacking archer.

'Hah, nobody expects the Spanish Executioner! ...Harrier!'

Gowan the Bone Harvester denies this claim, having seen Duncan make his way up the hill and climb the cliff over a few rounds of combat, and simply slams his body forwards, bull rushing Duncan quite effectively.

Almost as soon as Duncan has made it atop the cliff face, he is falling back down the cliff face, down across the scree, and down the steep hill.

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