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Post by salty on Jun 21, 2005 19:20:17 GMT -5
::Salty walked a few steps behind Aurclerius, his eyes darting from side to side, watching for any movement, any hint of anyone following them. He had never been in a jungle before and was looking forward to the experience.
His cotton garments were tight enough on his form so that they should not impede wading in a swamp; his leather, knee-high moccasins were made of 4 layers of tough bosk hide and should give him some protection against snake bites.
His mind was working on the problem of moving quickly, even running through waist high water in case of a fight.....he made up his mind at that moment, if it came to a fight, he would immediately close on his opponent, head butt, face bite and use the hilt of his blades to strike the face....he grinned, he would even spit in the man's eye....there would be no warrior's code rules in this fight.
For now, however, Salty concentrated on following the black warrior and guarding his back and flanks.
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