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AEG Booster Adventures

With the Adventure Boosters AEG is the latest company to jump on the D20 bandwagon. But the Boosters are short, cheap, and funny-looking… Wait. Say what?

Review Originally Published January 8th, 2001

With the Adventure Boosters, AEG is the latest company to jump on the D20 System bandwagon by publishing modules suitable for use with the third edition of Dungeons & Dragons. The Boosters, however, come with a few of unique twists which help them stand out in a rapidly expanding market: First, they’re short. Second, they’re cheap. Third, they’re funny-looking.

Each of the Boosters is a four-inch by eleven-inch pamphlet: Essentially they’ve taken four normal sheets of paper, folded them over, and stapled it together with a cardboard cover.

Eight of these Boosters have been released so far, with the first two – Castle Zadrian and Sundered Faith – being reviewed here. The format for each is essentially identical: A location-keyed adventure, with a map in the center of the book, a new monster, and a new magical item.

At $2.49, the result is a quickly absorbed impulse buy which still manages to pleasantly fill an evening of gaming.

Warning: From this point forward, this review will contain spoilers for Castle Zadrian and Sundered Faith. Players who may end up playing in these modules are encouraged to stop reading now. Proceed at your own risk.

CASTLE ZADRIAN

Castle Zadrian, the first in the series, is written by Rich Wulf. The premise is simple: Lady Elena Zadrian’s father has disappeared, and she hires the PCs to go search for him at his country estate. The catch: Timoth Zadrian, her father, is a legendary alchemist. He has recently been experimenting with interdimensional space and has succeeded in making the rooms on the inside of his house larger than the outside of his house through the creation of a “dimensional web.” Unfortunately, a group of chaos spirits (the new monster for the Booster) have slipped through the gaps Castle Zadrian by Rich Wulf (AEG)in the dimensional web and into his house, imprisoning Timoth and generally wreaking havoc. The PCs have to figure out what’s going on, navigate a house which exists in multiple dimensions, and rescue Timoth Zadrian from the chaos spirits.

In my opinion, Castle Zadrian is the weakest of the Adventure Boosters released so far (which is unfortunate, considering it’s perhaps the one people are most likely to pick up first). While the dimensional interior gimmick is interesting, many of its more fascinating possibilities remain unexploited (for example, the possibility of the house’s topography changing while the PCs are inside). The boxed text throughout the adventure misfires: scenes of wonder (such as a library filled with falling snow) are tossed aside as if they were unimportant baggage; in other cases it reveals information the PCs have no way of knowing (“Sir Timoth has never been a warrior…”). The treasure and XP methodology that Wulf exercises here is also dodgy at best.

The biggest problem with Castle Zadrian, however, is simple carelessness in the scenario’s design: The spine of the adventure is an alchemical mystery which must be untangled so that the dimensional webbing can be unraveled and the chaos spirits banished. While it is, for the most part, handled well, Wulf makes one key mistake: An important clue hinges upon seven coffins which are decorated with different alchemical metals: Gold, silver, iron, quicksilver—Hold it. You can’t decorate a coffin with quicksilver: Quicksilver is liquid at room temperature.

What’s more, Wulf knows this! Later in the same adventure he writes that the quicksilver must be poured over the crystal sphere which is the lynchpin of the dimensional web. I’m just not sure what he was thinking when he wrote this.

Castle Zadrian is based on an interesting concept (a house with an interdimensional interior which has slipped out of control)… but since I’ve just told you that concept, I’m not sure there’s anything worth picking up here.

(Castle Zadrian is designed for 3-4 characters of levels 4-5.)

SUNDERED FAITH

Sundered Faith, on the other hand, is an excellent example of what the Adventure Boosters can accomplish. The only real flaw here is that the first part of the adventure consists of the PCs moving from one 10’ by 10’ room full of monsters to another 10’ by 10’ room full of monsters. (Although, to be fair, perhaps this was meant to be a bit of an in-joke by Kevin Wilson.)

Sundered Faith - Kevin WilsonIn Sundered Faith a recent earthquake has opened an entrance from a fallen temple dedicated to the God of Death into the city’s sewer system and undead are emerging through it to carry off and kill helpless members of the citizenry. When the PCs go to investigate they have to fight their way through a couple sorties of zombies (in the aforementioned sequence of 10’ x 10’ rooms), before having a floor fall out from under them. Falling down a tube, they land in an underground lake which is inhabited by a massive undead Cave Wyrm (the new monster for the Booster). This is just one scene (with the lumbering, undead wyrm swimming around the PCs), and an example of how Wilson creates evocative environments.

Another good example of this is the Curse of Azrael, which is laid across the entire temple. It has several specific game effects (such as limiting the effectiveness of magical healing effects in the area), and these serve to elegantly reinforce the mood of the piece without resorting to telling the players what their characters are feeling. By affecting not only the PCs in the game world, but the players in the metagame, Wilson really makes the gimmick tick.

Some other good scenes: The skeletons chained to a wall in the flooded portion of the temple which try to drag the PCs to their watery doom; a hall which can suddenly fill with a mass of undead if the PCs set off an alarm; and a priest who impaled himself upon the altar of his god in order to save his temple (and thus brought the Curse of Azrael down upon the complex).

Sundered Faith actually has one other minor problem: There are several details which are supposed to be on the map which were not included. These don’t present a serious problem, but are indicative of the generally poor quality of the maps in all of these Adventure Boosters. They get the job done (most of the time), but are clumsily executed.

(Sundered Faith is designed for 4-6 characters of levels 6-8.)

Style: 3
Substance: 4

Title: Adventure Boosters: Castle Zadrian and Sundered Faith
Writers: Rich Wulf (Castle Zadrian) and Kevin Wilson (Sundered Faith)
Publisher: AEG
Price: $2.49/each
Page Count: 16
Product Code: 8301, 8302

I’m currently reviewing trifold adventures for Mothership, which have a very similar appeal to these old Adventure Boosters from AEG. At the time, I remember that there was a lot of talk about AEG “ripping people off” by charging them $2.50 for four sheets of paper while other companies were only charging $10 for sixteen sheets of paper (which, of course, doesn’t even make sense when you think about the math), but I was enthralled by them. At the time I think I put a lot of weight on the idea that they just made for such great impulse buys, allowing you to play the odds on Sturgeon’s Law (that 90% of every thing is crap). That was also true, but I’ve since come to realize just how powerful adventures designed to be quickly read and then immediately run.

(The Adventure Boosters are just a tidge long for this, but are close enough to get the job done.)

My original intention was to review all of the AEG Adventure Boosters, and you’ll see several more of these get reposted over the next few weeks. Midway through the project, however, I was hired by FFG to write for their line of Instant Adventures, which was the exact same concept with (if you’ll pardon my bias) better art. Given the obvious conflict of interest, I stopped reviewing the Adventure Boosters.

For an explanation of where these reviews came from and why you can no longer find them at RPGNet, click here.

A knight weaving their way through a gauntlet of pit traps

DISCUSSING
In the Shadow of the Spire – Session 41E: Return to the Lower Nests

By the time Agnarr had forced the board aside, Tee had joined him. She ducked through first, finding the ratlings waiting with another volley of fire that she narrowly dodged.

If she worked her way carefully down the tunnel in an effort to avoid the traps she knew were waiting, the ratlings would tear her apart with their rifle fire. Throwing caution to the wind, Tee threw herself down the hall – trusting to her instincts and reflexes to avoid the seemingly never-ending stream of dangers.

In Rulings in Practice: Traps, one of the advanced techniques I discuss is combining traps with combat encounters to make them more dynamic and fun in play. It’s a tip you’ll find — either implicitly or explicitly — in a bunch of GMing advice. But if you’re wondering exactly how to do this effectively, you can see on simple recipe for success in the current session: Position the traps as a dilemma gauntlet.

  1. Fill a space with traps so that moving through that space becomes a dangerous gauntlet.
  2. Put some or all of the bad guys on the far side of that gauntlet.
  3. Give the bad guys the ability to attack the PCs while they’re on the far side of the gauntlet or moving through it. (This doesn’t have to be terribly fancy; any effective ranged attack will get the job done.)
  4. Make the PCs aware that the traps exist. (Which may simply be accomplished when the PCs trigger the first trap and realize it may not be the only one.)

The PCs will now be faced with the simple dilemma of rushing through the trapped area (unleashing the fury of the traps) or trying to work their way carefully through the trap by detecting and/or disabling them (but also enduring the attacks of their enemies).

And here are a few ways to make things even nastier:

  • Have some of the trap effects push them back to the beginning of the gauntlet. (Or set things up so that the NPCs can do the same.)
  • Stock the gauntlet with traps that reset. (This prevents, or at least complicates, the strategy of having one character brute force their way through as a human mine detector, clearing the path for the rest of the party behind them.)
  • Create the gauntlet in multiple stages, such that — when the PCs penetrate the first stage of the gauntlet — the bad guys can fall back through another section of traps and present them with the same dilemma all over again. (Or, rather than having the bad guys move from one stage to the next, simply position different groups of bad guys between each stage.)

Use them to season your dilemma gauntlet to taste.

You can set up dilemma gauntlets like this when you prep an adventure, but one of the great things about the simple dynamic of this setup is that it’s easy to deploy during play when you’re using adversary rosters to actively Abeil (bee people) - Monster Manual II (D&D 3rd Edition)play the opposition in a scenario: Simply make note of where traps are located in the complex, and then have your bad guys position themselves to take advantage of them (or even lure the PCs into the gauntlet).

Even more fun is that the PCs can almost as easily create their own dilemma gauntlets: Once they learn where the traps in a dungeon are located, they can similarly force bad guys into the gauntlet. This may work less well, of course, if the bad guys know where the traps are located, but just knowing the traps are there may not help much when you’re getting pelted by ranged attacks.

Creating a dilemma gauntlet can also be useful when you’re restocking a dungeon area to reflect defensive measures being taken by the inhabitants: While the PCs are taking their long rest, the abeil are buzzing away setting (or resetting) layers of traps to help them defend the hive.

Campaign Journal: Session 42A – Running the Campaign: Killing Orc Babies
In the Shadow of the Spire: Index

Ptolus - In the Shadow of the Spire
IN THE SHADOW OF THE SPIRE

SESSION 41E: RETURN TO THE LOWER NESTS

August 15th, 2009
The 23rd Day of Kadal in the 790th Year of the Seyrunian Dynasty

Rylkar Rats - Monster Manual V

With a roaring battlecry Tor and Agnarr rushed down the tunnel. The ratbrutes – having turned to follow Tee’s forward dive – were unable to turn back and block the door in time. Tor and Agnarr burst between the ratbrutes, driving them apart. While Tor pushed his back into the corner (raining down blows in a stinking cascade of frying rat-hair), Agnarr quickly circled the other and drew him down the length of the room. Once Tor had finished with his, he joined Agnarr and the two of them together were able to harry and eventually cut down the other.

Unfortunately, until they were finished the ratbrutes made it too dangerous for Elestra, Nasira, or their healing magicks to reach Tee. By the time they did, she had almost bled to death from her wounds.

Once Tee (a little paler for her ordeal) was back on her feet, however, they were able to head down into the lower nest. With their thoughts filled by the dangerous cranium rats, they were hoping they could grab a kennel rat and then quickly find an exit into the southern sewers that they could use to follow one of their maps to Porphyry House.

Instead they found more guards posted. Tee emerged into the first room of the lower nest and was immediately fired upon by four ratlings. They missed, but Tee was pelted with shattering stone from the tunnel walls around her. Agnarr and Tor pushed past her and moved to engage the two nearest ratlings. Tee drew her dragon pistol, shot a third, and taunted them: “This is how you shoot!”

For a moment it seemed like a complete rout, but then two larger ratlings pushed through the curtain leading to the next chamber. The ratling nearest the one Tee had shot grabbed a dragon pistol off his fallen comrade and began firing from both hips. This time Tee was caught by the unexpected hail of fire.

But although Tee was painfully forced to a position of better cover, her sharp-shooting provided enough covering fire (while killing two more of the ratlings) for Tor and Agnarr to make a killing-ground sweep of the room with their swords. Then they briefly debated their next course of action: They knew what lay to the west (“Death,” as Elestra aptly summed it up), but there was another passage to the south.

Thinking of the cranium rats and their milky-eyed masters, Tee described the chamber with the chasm of effervescent green fluid as the True Temple of the Rat God… and she had no interest in tangling with it again. Plus, they were looking for a southern route through the sewers: The other passage would at least be taking them in the right direction.

The next cave-like chamber, however, was filled with more heaping piles of unstable garbage and offal. With a little sigh, Tee started heaving her way over the first of the piles towards the exit on the far side of the room—

And a swarm of black-furred rats with gleaming green eyes rose up out of the garbage around her. The very stench of them – a thick, unnatural musk of terror – suddenly struck the air, sending her senses reeling.

Tor rushed forward to help her—

And plunged through the refuse, between a set of loosely gapped wooden slats, and into a twenty-foot pit or chasm that ran across the width of the room.

Agnarr, seeing what had happened to Tor, ran forward, too. He jumped over the spot where Tor disappeared—

And also dropped into the pit, which was considerably wider than he had anticipated.

Ranthir, looking for a quick solution to Tee’s distress, dropped a fireball into the heart of the swarm – trusting to Tee’s reflexes to avoid the worst of it.

… but the rats were completely unaffected by the firestorm; the flames seeming to lick their way through the fur like some sort of elemental conductor. (Ranthir spent the next several hours cursing the waste of such a powerful spell.)

Tee – finding her mind hazed from the thick stench of the swarm and her flesh burning from their incessant, poisonous bites – fell back towards the others… taking the swarm with her.

In the flaming chaos and chittering madness of the scene, none of them had noticed a ratling priestess slipping into the far end of the room. Nasira, overwhelmed by the swarm, collapsed. The priestess surveyed the situation for a moment and then surrounded herself with a scintillating field of multicolored light.

A mad tittering filled the air and their eyes were drawn to the far end of the chamber as two large, white-furred rats came up to join the priestess. As they entered the room, their titters climbed into a shrieking peal of hideous laughter, ripping through the chamber and blasting insanity across the thoughts of those that heard it. In the chasm below, Tor suddenly turned upon Agnarr in incoherent madness and pounded his fists on the barbarian’s head. Agnarr, for his part, was driven into a panicked frenzy and fled to the end of the chasm, cowering as Tor continued to beat him about the temples.

Following in the wake of their shrieking laughter, the white rat-dogs raced towards the party. Fortunately, as they joined the melee, the madness of their tittering howls faded somewhat. Tor, regaining his senses, stumbled away from Agnarr (who, thick-skulled as he was, was only slightly the worse for wear). Hearing the screams from above, Tor knew they needed to get back in the fight. He unstrung the rope from his belt and hurled it over the wooden slats above. Quickly securing it, he began climbing up. Agnarr followed.

Above them, Elestra, calling upon the Spirit of the City, tried to force her will upon the mind of the priestess. For a moment she succeeded, but as she tried to force the priestess to attack the rats she felt her control slip away like grease from fur.

But Elestra had brought the priestess closer to the melee. And when Tor emerged from the chasm, he found himself directly behind her. Although his first wild swing (dragging himself up over the trash-filled lip of the chasm) missed, the priestess quickly found herself hemmed in between Tor, Tee (who had finally managed to beat herself free from the remnants of the swarm by using her boots of levitation to float a few feet into the air), and (shortly thereafter) the emergent Agnarr.

One of the white rat-dogs, however, leapt up and bit into Tee’s foot, swinging itself up to claw at her calf with its poison-drenched talons. Tee knocked it free, but not before the priestess slipped through their line.

Ranthir, meanwhile, had summoned a giant bombardier beetle with a carapace of glowing white light. The beetle’s powerful acidic attacks were able to rout the last of the swarm, driving it back into the chasm at the center of the room.

The priestess withdrew to the far side of the chamber. Tor pursued her. He tried to keep a careful watch on the placement of his feet, but still slipped and nearly fell back into the pit – only narrowly catching the lip.

Agnarr, on the other hand, roared ragefully and leapt across the entire pit. The priestess might still have escaped as she nimbly darted across the surface of garbage drifts through which Agnarr was forced to shove his way—

But Ranthir dropped a web across the entire width of the far passage, blocking her escape entirely.

The priestess, caught on the edge of the web, ripped her way free and tried to defend herself against Agnarr (and Tor, who caught up only moments later)… but she could do little against the cold steel (and fire… and lightning) of their blades.

Meanwhile, with the swarm gone, the others were able to rally and pound away at the laughter-mad white rats until their last titters were lost in gurgling blood.

Running the Campaign: Tactical TrapsCampaign Journal: Session 42A
In the Shadow of the Spire: Index

Boarded up building - photo by Gabriel Cassan

DISCUSSING
In the Shadow of the Spire – Session 41D: Back Amongst the Rats

They returned to the temple and found four watchmen standing guard before the outer door. The surrounding buildings had been evacuated.

When Tor went to speak with them he learned that a major operation involving watchmen from across the city had attempted to “root out those filthy rats”. But eight watchmen had been killed in attempting to explore the areas below the temple and now they were simply bricking up the basement to seal the problem away.

The watchmen weren’t supposed to let anyone through, but since it was Tor they didn’t think it would be a problem…

The PCs are called to adventure; they venture forth; they triumph over evil or claim the treasure or kiss the prince… and now it’s time to move on to the next adventure.

Something we don’t often think about, though, is the often-quite-literal wreckage that the PCs leave in their wake. In this session, for example, they return to the site of their previous adventure and discover that (a) the city watch has attempted to clean up the site; (b) failed rather badly; and (c) is now boarding the place up.

This establishes that the world is in motion — that stuff keeps happening even when the PCs aren’t there to see it. It also shows that the PCs’ actions have consequences. (Would those watchmen have been killed if you’d finished clearing out the rats?) Plus it’s an opportunity for exposition (as the PCs learn more about the watch and how they handle the dungeon access points within the city).

You don’t need the PCs to specifically “return to the scene of the crime” to make this work. For example, if they burn down a house while fighting gangsters in an urban campaign, you could add that to your list of landmarks (as described in So You Want to Be a Game Master) and have them notice it while traveling through that district in the future.

Such locations can develop over time: The house is rebuilt. A new family moves in. And so forth.

How things change over time will help set the theme and tone of the campaign. At the broadest level, are things getting better or getting worse? (Either in general, or in response to the PCs’ actions.)

MOVING IN

One of my favorite schticks along these lines is to look at a dungeon freshly emptied by the PCs and ask myself, “Who would move in here?”

In a previous session, we saw this happen with an ally when Sir Kabel moved into Pythoness House. We can also imagine infrastructure being claimed (or reclaimed) by local authorities: The town reopens the mine now that the skeletons have been cleared out; the tunnels discovered under the tavern are repurposed as a granary.

But it’s just as likely that the answer is a new villain! “Thanks for arresting all of Dr. Cairo’s minion,” says the Red Death. “A good secret lair is so hard to find these days!

The activities of such a villain, of course, will quickly vector back to the PCs, intersecting their path and creating new scenario hooks that will pull them back to the familiar location.

Done too often, of course, this can become repetitive and frustrating. (“We have to go back to the old lighthouse again?”) Used judiciously, however, or as part of an open table, this can be a delightful way of, once again, showing the players how their actions are affecting the game world. It’s also a fun experience because the players can take advantage of their existing knowledge of the location while also being surprised by how the new tenants have remodeled the joint.

(For similar techniques, also check out (Re-)Running the Megadungeon.)

Of course, sometimes the PCs will gun down all the cartel members at a mansion in Miami and then they’ll never see or think about the place again. (It was probably bought by some incredibly boring, but very rich, neurosurgeon.) If you want to evoke a living world, the loose threads are important, too. Not everything should play out as a closed loop.

Campaign Journal: Session 41ERunning the Campaign: Tactical Traps
In the Shadow of the Spire: Index

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IN THE SHADOW OF THE SPIRE

SESSION 41D: BACK AMONGST THE RATS

August 15th, 2009
The 23rd Day of Kadal in the 790th Year of the Seyrunian Dynasty

Ratling - Dominick

Now it was a question of their next goal: Should they pursue the Idol of Ravvan? Track down Arveth at the Temple of Deep Chaos? Go to Alchestrin’s Tomb in the Necropolis? There were at least nine different leads tantalizing them.

Ultimately, however, the temptation of Wuntad’s association with (and his occasional appearances at) Porphyry House was insurmountable. Elestra knew it to be a high-class brothel located near the border between the Guildsman’s District and the Warrrens, but little else. (“Why would I know more than that about a brothel?”) They suspected that one of the sewer routes leading from the Temple of the Rat God would take them there, and they decided that the element of surprise to be gained from using such a route was worth the extra effort involved.

When they returned to the temple, however, they found four watchmen standing guard before the outer door. The surrounding buildings had been evacuated. When Tor went to speak with the watchmen he learned that a major operation involving watchmen from across the city had attempted to “root out those filthy rats”. But eight watchmen had been killed in attempting to explore the areas below the temple and now they were simply bricking up the basement to seal the problem away.

The watchmen weren’t supposed to let anyone through, but since it was Tor they didn’t think it would be a problem. Tor thanked them kindly and led the others through the sanctuary.

On the level below they found six more of the watch bricking up the tunnel leading to the warrens below. They recognized Tor, too, and when they learned that the wanderers were planning to go below they offered to hold off their efforts for an hour.

Tor shook his head. “We’re just passing through. I don’t think we’ll be coming back this way. Finish what you’re doing. We’ll take care of the rest.”

“If it’s not too much trouble, could you keep an eye out down there? Three of those who died… We weren’t able to recover their bodies.”

They promised that they would bring them back if they could.

Halfway down the tunnel they triggered the first of the ratlings’ traps: An explosive charge sent a shower of stinking, diseased offal into the air. Tee detected two more of the tripwires along that length of tunnel, carefully disabling each of them before allowing the others to pass. The traps were crudely constructed, but cunningly hidden.

When they reached the north-south T-intersection at the end of the first tunnel, a squeaking, gibberous swarm of huge rats rushed towards them from the north. As Tee stepped out to confront them, however, three ratlings to the south popped out of some sort of concealed culvert and fired dragon rifles at her back. As Tor joined Tee in cutting down the swarm of rats from the north, Agnarr ran after the ratlings to the south. The ratlings fell back while continuing their volleys of fire… taunting Agnarr into a spew of fire from carefully prepared pots of alchemist’s fire.

Agnarr had almost reached them again when a board full of poisoned spikes swung down from the ceiling above – not only piercing his shoulder with a painful, burning wound, but wedging itself tightly into place and blocking the tunnel. By the time Agnarr had forced the board aside, Tee had joined him. She ducked through first, finding the ratlings waiting with another volley of fire that she narrowly dodged.

If she worked her way carefully down the tunnel in an effort to avoid the traps she knew were waiting, the ratlings would tear her apart with their rifle fire. Throwing caution to the wind, Tee threw herself down the hall – trusting to her instincts and reflexes to avoid the seemingly never-ending stream of dangers.

The ratlings fell back before her rush – sometimes trusting to their tripwires; in other cases chopping at concealed ropes to release counterweighted doom. Tee avoided the worst of it, and even managed to drop one of the ratlings with a sharply placed arrow.

The ratlings fled back around a corner and Tee pulled up for a  moment to wait for the others – picking their way through the spent traps behind her – to catch up.

There was an explosion of chittering from around the corner and something large and bulky was thrown around it, bouncing to a halt near Tee’s feet.

It was the head of one of the dead watchmen. His badge had been spiked to his forehead.

Tor, coming up beside Tee, looked down and felt his heart go cold. He rushed the corner with preternatural speed, dashing through the rapid volley of the ratlings and plunging his sword through the chest of the nearest one in a burst of crackling electricity.

The last of the ratlings fell back and triggered another of the spiked boards. But Tor had no patience or mercy left in him: With a sweep of his sword, he cut the board asunder, leaving a very surprised ratling scurrying backwards in a panic into the chamber of bones. But in two quick steps, Tor was upon the creature, cutting it down mercilessly.

The chamber of bones was still filled with a cascaded avalanche of bones, but three sharp sticks had been raised in the middle of the room – the headless bodies of the three watchmen impaled upon them.

While Tor and Agnarr took up the grisly task of taking down the bodies of the watchmen, Tee headed into the southern passage, checking it carefully foot-by-foot for any additional traps the ratlings may have had a chance to lay.

As she emerged into the slave pen area, however, her focus on tripwires and mud-buried mines turned into a liability: Two ratbrutes, lurking to either side of the door, took her completely by surprise.

For a long moment Tee was frozen in shock. Then, as the massive blades of the ratbrutes swung towards her, she dove forward. She managed to narrowly duck beneath one blade, but the other caught her a glancing blow. A moment later she found herself prostrate on the floor, gasping in a pool of her own blood. (Something which, frankly, had been happening to her too much in the last twenty-four hours.)

Before the ratbrutes had a chance to finish her off, however, reinforcements had arrived.

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