IC: Hobar looked down at the battle feild in disbeleif. These savages were tough. As he gazed down he spied the scrub Stumel. He had fought in the battle? Even from Hobar's high position he hadn't seen him. Walking back to the camp he met up with Stumel. "You were out there fighting?" Hobar asked. Stumel nodded with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes. Hobar almost shivered. 'That is one messed up mudokon.' he thought. It was sickening to see a mudokon fight his own kind. Or so he had heard. Looking up at the imposing barracks he walked through the gate to see if how many others had survived. He hadn't been hurt at all due to the fact he had been a sniper. It had been safe for him but how many others had not been safe. He sat down and felt the taste of defeat. 'So this is how it feels to lose.' He thought. Sighing deeply he headed to the medical hut to see if anyone was injured.
Stumel felt good. He had helped in this battle. Craving for more he would have advanced on the fleeing mudokons ,but the commander had pulled them all back. 'When will we get back out again?' He wondered.
OOC: Yay! Huggies! And the start of a great rpg.
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