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[hunterethan]

The tall, burly man walks into the Nexus and...hey this isn't the bathroom.  D

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[dragon_paragon]

Taron: No, I definitely think there's something going on there. He may not be so much in denial as in the closet.

They're all good, though I prefer getting in close rather than using range.

[hunterethan]

"Ahah so I may be right." Weird sort of eyeing whaziz here?

"Get close and do what?"

[dragon_paragon]

Taron: *For the mun's benefit, Taron is a nine foot tall bipedal dragon clothed in blue robes. He usually has a dour grimace on his face and a sword at his waist.

Taron doesn't answer the question verbally, merely drawing his sword far enough to show the glint of steel.*

[hunterethan]

Yes, more confused eying there though does nod at the sword. "I've got an axe for that."

[dragon_paragon]

Taron: It doesn't take much to kill zombies. I take it you're from an Earth?

[hunterethan]

"Depends on how alive they are. Ah yeah, 'a' Earth."

[dragon_paragon]

Taron: They're a bit stupid to put up much resistance. They like mobs, though. *Taron offers a claw for a shake.* Taron.

[hunterethan]

"Depends on the zombie." He shakes the claw tentatively. "Ethan."

[dragon_paragon]

Taron: From the Earth I come from, we only have the one type. There are other sorts of nasty undead, though. What brings you into contact with zombies?

[hunterethan]

"They're all over the place back home. We're trying to stop them."

[dragon_paragon]

Taron: The situation is dire, indeed. May I offer my assistance in vanquishing the undead? *Taron took his duty as the defender of Earth seriously, and he was just as willing to defend an alternate as he was his own.*

[hunterethan]

"Thanks, but people might question just where the hell you came from." Apologetic smile.

[dragon_paragon]

Taron: *Taron watches him as if to say 'So?' Still, if Ethan wanted to hog all the zombies, there wasn't much Taron could do to stop him.* If you are ever in need of assistance, I will be here.