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[Kaelthir]

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Norture sighed, strutting his way through New Haven atop the back of his ethereal ki-rin. The city had changed much since he was last there, for one thing the massive numbers of horde minions had thinned out- One of the few creatures he knew of that would consistently carry bones. Out of options, he stood afore the ruins of Old Haven, scouring the remains for the one other creature easily mined for body parts: Zombies. Brandishing his pickaxe, he swung fiercely into a zombie happily chewing on the corpse of a newbie, making a satisfying thwunk as the pickaxe embedded itself into the zombie's side. It took a few swings, but finally the creature had been mined. Success! From its decayed and pulpy remains he pulled a skull! He looked to the collection of body parts in his backpack and counted. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... Eight! Eight skulls!
Unfortunately, he needed about twenty or thirty of them. It was going to be a long night indeed.