Schmektor- I'm not sure which is worse... the fear of the dark or being overwhelmed by 'wounded giant halitosis'.

"Wait up you guys!" I scream giving my best effort to follow the half-breeds into the darkness. But only a few uncertain steps in the cave prove too much for this guy. I drop to all fours trying to feel my way; Either to the continuing battle, or to a lucky box of matches that some poor cigar-smoking Giant may have left behind in his haste. I'd continue running - but hey! A guy could stub a toe. Or worse!!!

I'm still a little shook up about the badger...  ¶ 10:46 AM