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Fiend-- Week 4
DAY TWENTY-TWO: The last man out gave us the run down. Looks like the Boss Lady’s henchman faced off the heroes. And you know how that goes. They defeat one form and he changes. They defeat that form and he changes. And then they finish off that one and the whole building goes down. Which sucks, I left my good socks in there! Nooooo!
DAY TWENTY-THREE: It’s cold here on the barren plains where we’re setting up camp. The sort of cold that makes you wish you had remembered your socks. Oh the life of the minion in the horde isn’t an easy one, sure we lost quite a few back when the tower fell, but they don’t have to worry about colds where they are now and I’m starting to get the sniffles!
DAY TWENTY-FIVE: I’m down with the flu, or at least that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Sure I’ve lost my socks and home, but wow... you should see the nurse they have on duty! I had no idea they made the outfit in ogress sizes! Oh wow! It’s almost enough to make a guy forget where the thermometer goes... almost.
DAY TWENTY-EIGHT: I guess you can only be so sick for so long and after prolonging my stay in the med tent I got booted out, but I can always go back! Fortunately for me my friend Lahrs had a crossbow accident and I get to visit! It’s a horrible horrible thing though. Poor guy. *Whooo!*
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