Ktorux threw his wrech around, tossing it into the air until it came down onto his head, which left him with a rather large bump... "OW!!" he had yelled which was fallowed by a string of curse's and swears. " 'ou idiot!! What you gone doing 'at 'or?!" yelled Zgut. Ktroux was what his last name sugested, a theif, all he did was steal his suplies. He was also a clutz, that and a show off.
Tdax Eviljeer was already about to lop someones head off. He was flailing about with his swords, his eyes bloodshot. He kept yelling "I NEED SOMETHING TO KILL!!!" and flailing more. He was about the most insane of all the beserkers.
The slig riflemen stired reslesly, their 4 legged spider like mechanical pants staying still. The loaded their rifles over and over again, being so bored. Retal almost fired off a round, being one of the best shots in the whole team, but he was of corse, a Woundwarper. The Woundwarper family was by far the best riflemen of the tribes. They were famous through out the land for their "Boa strike" techniuqe, which was next in line with "Woundwarper" their best techniuqe, where they'd attack the same spot continueously on a powerful enemy, until the wound was actualy warped. Then they'd move in and finish it.
Guk had already bought a boat and wasted the rest on metal, iron and other resourse's they would need. The engineers were happy they had some extra materials to use...
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