SkeletOWNED
Snap! Crunch! As the skeletons walk on up, the scorpion's claws close around one of them, shattering its ribcage. It falls in a heap onto the floor.
Tink! Brogg, your crossbow bolt bounces off the carapace of the monstrous beast.
Other than that, the scorpion remains motionless. On WI checks, you sense an ill presence closing in around you.
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By the way, I dig the word 'retcon', but what's it a contraction of? 'Retroactive consideration'?