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    On The Hunt For Huney

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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Mortis on Thu May 04, 2017 10:39 pm

    Ssssamhain! Sssamhain I am fine! The bear did not break me!

    Or at least it did not break him beyond anything his undead state could repair on its own. But Samhain had been riled into a rage regardless.

    It was near impossible to get in contact with his horse over her distress, but thankfully the undead had little to worry about in regards to whether his horse would keep the bear busy on her own. Somehow it managed to keep from letting her land a single hoof upon it, as it lunged and howled and thrashed around the clearing, Yet, it did not thrash around so much that Mortis had been unable to slide beneath its chest and get a deadly grip upon its chest.

    The moment his claws touched the wound, the massive beast erupted in a cacophony of agonized roars and howls. Rancid flesh fell around the undead superfiend in a putrid rain, and marred the ground beneath him as it corrupted and withered what new growth had managed to take hold this early in the year.

    ”SSSSSS!” Mortis clung for his un-life as the bear suddenly stood up, pawing and swiping at him. Yellowed, gnarled talons grasped at the bone of its ribs as they began to emerge from the rotting flesh.

    Yet, even as the bear’s cries began to turn to rasping and wheezing, it still managed to summon the strength to wipe him off its decaying chest with a swipe of its armored paw. There was a sickening crack as bone splintered and shattered, and a rain of ivory shards fell out of the undead superfiend as he was rebuked from the animal’s rotted ribcage.

    A sharp hiss escaped him as he toppled to the ground, rolling along the torn up earth to a halt. As he picked himself up from the ravaged clearing, the ghoul’s jaw hung loosely upon one hinge. A couple more incisors were missing, likely laying on the ground from where he had been swatted aside by the bear like an overgrown fly.

    A clawed hand came to grasp the edge of the dislocated mandible, and he shoved it back into place, his single flesh and blood eye glaring up at the gasping and wheezing beast all the while from under the edge of his optical ridge. Now would have been a great opportunity to simply shoot the animal in the heart and be done with it, if only he still had his shotgun.

    But with the weapon damaged beyond use, he had to find other ways to deal with this particular nuisance.

    ”Sssamhain, knock thiss beasst over while it isss vulnerable. I ssshall end itsss missserable exissstance!" He called to his horse, gnarled claws already curling and flexing in anticipation.

    While he awaited his horse’s action, An unnatural energy radiated from the superfiend as he pooled his focus and unleashed it upon the weakened bear. It landed like a weight upon the animal’s shoulders, compelling it to cease its struggles, to surrender; to die.





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    HP: 650/435 -85
    AP: 120/57 -5

    Power: Settle (tier reducer): Opponent's current damage tier is reduced to half their level for three turns. Does not work on mechanical or inorganic creatures. 5AP
    Weapon: None
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    Cooldown: Settle, 3 turns
    Target: Redhelm Arzuros

    Action: Psychically removing the bear's will to fight back.
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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Universal NPC on Thu May 04, 2017 10:41 pm

    What? Master was not broken? Indeed, the mare witnessed as the superfiend raced across the clearing and dove beneath the animal, and not a moment later it was howling in pain. She hopped away as it reared up, and revealed Mortis clinging to its chest, which was quickly rotting away and turning to a rancid mush of blackened rot.

    With every inch that the decay spread across its flesh and down into its organs, the animal’s cries grew more breathless and ragged, wheezing and gasping for air as its lungs decayed and shriveled like old crab apples after a heavy rain.

    The mare stepped back a few more feet, her eye sockets fixed on her master as he tried to hang on against the beast’s struggling. Yet, with a single swipe of its paw, the bear had whisked him aside and to the ground.

    A worried neigh trumpeted from her throat, and the mare’s head whipped around to look between Mortis and the armored bear that was reduced to exhausted wheezing and breathless gasps. But, like before, aside from some surface damage, he did not seem worse for wear.

    In fact he had a plan to finish off the beast. Knock it down, give him an opening while it was weak. She could do that easily.

    Yes, Master!

    The mare gave a hoarse bellow and charged the bear again, lunging forward and slamming her shoulder into its stomach to knock it over. Lashing out her head she dug her teeth into the hide of its gut, shaking her head as she pulled the animal to the ground.




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    Action: Maul 1c/3d per attack
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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by System on Thu May 04, 2017 10:41 pm

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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Universal NPC on Thu May 04, 2017 11:29 pm

    With a swipe of its paw, the bear had knocked away its attacker and dashed them upon the ground. But even with the animated carcass gone, its chest was still rotted down to the bone, and just below what flesh remained upon its ribs, its heart struggled to pump a single beat through the decay that had taken root upon it.

    It could hear that damnable horse, that horrid, undead beast bellowing and whinnying in front of it. Yet even as it had shot a snarl in its direction, the bear felt something invade its mind, something heavy that muffled its temper and sapped the strength from its limbs. It urged the animal to give in, to succumb to its fate, and despite its outrage the bear found itself unable to summon the will to resist.

    The animal swayed on the single leg it balanced itself on, its tongue hanging limply from the corner of its mouth. Even as it felt the horse lunge and punch her shoulder into its densely furred belly and pull it down, its limbs felt oddly heavy, too heavy to swing at the mare like it had done but moments before. The ground heaved and shuddered underneath the mammoth bear as it crashed to the ground with a thunderous thud and a dull grunt. Its limbs crashed to the earth soon after, splayed at the animal’s side as it laid belly up in the clearing.

    But, true to its nature, the deviant beast refused to let itself surrender entirely to the alien will that had infiltrated its mind. With a wheezing grumble, the Arzuros lifted its spiked forelimb and stiffly lashed out at the horse, before lifting the other one and trying to bat away its face as it snapped and bit at its unarmored underside.







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    HP: 1500/93 -140 (with bleed damage)

    Action: Claw swipe; 1c/3d per attack
    Target: Samhain(rolls 1-2)

    EFFECT: Internal Bleeding; Redhelm Arzuros suffers 2 die of bleed damage equal to its level each turn.
    EFFECT: Withered; Redhelm Arzuros is limited to only one target to attack per turn.
    EFFECT: Settle; Redhelm Arzuros' die tier is halved for three turns.




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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by System on Thu May 04, 2017 11:29 pm

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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Mortis on Fri May 05, 2017 1:24 am

    ”SSSSSS!” Mortis’ limbs curled upward in a corpse-like fashion as the beast toppled over like a fallen tree.

    It’s will was weakened and shackled, its body was prone and open to attack! With the aid of his horse, he was going to ensure that it stayed that way. Yet, even as the bear was on the ground, laying with its underbelly open to the world and any attack that could be made against it, the bear still tried its best to swipe at Samhain. One paw collided with the massive undead horse, and his corpse-like posture broke as he watched the two battle it out.

    The animal was on its back, certainly, but so long as its limbs were flailing around he still was completely lacking a useful opening to take advantage of. But, between the bear’s laboring breaths and its weakened will, he could see that it’s attacks were not so swift as they were prior, they did not carry the same weight and power.

    In fact, it looked like the beast was struggling to lift its own spiked limbs.

    ”Sssss!” Mortis’ talons flexed, it was a promising enough opportunity on its own, and he could not keep the beast settled forever. ”Keep it pinned, Sssamhain, it isss time we finissh thisss interloper for good.” He relayed to the undead mare.

    Clawed feet swiftly ran over the rent earth, and with a sharp pop and a crack, he leaped off the ground and onto the struggling bear’s stomach. Yellowed talons dug into its thick furry hide as he clambered his way up the animal, ripping out chunks of fur as he clung to the thrashing bear. He kept himself pressed close to evade its swinging limbs, his overcoat quickly acquired a layer of  rotten slime and crimson blood that mingled upon its fur as he climbed further, until he was over its chest. The single eye within his skull stared down at the exposed rib cage, and past it to the heart that still stubbornly beat beneath the thin membrane of rotten flesh and the curling, thick bone of its ribs.

    The single eye within his eye socket seemed to glow hellishly as he beheld the damage he had done, and to himself only, he reveled in it.

    ”Touch of Mortisss bringsss decay!” He rasped, and stabbed his talons between the wide spaces of its exposed ribs.

    His claws flexed and snatched at the bone, stabilizing himself for a moment before he pushed his claws deeper, and the flesh that had not been rotted away from his first attempt would turn a sickly, rancid black as it decayed; liquefying to a rancid soup before it quickly started to crust and flake into dust. The undead pushed down into the beast’s ribs, digging deep into its chest until his rotten fingertips curled around the pulsating exterior of the Arzuros’ heart. As the rest of its flesh had putrefied and turned to dust upon contact with the undead’s destructive grasp, it too began to rapidly decay the moment his talons merely brushed it.





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    AP: 120/45 -12

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    Weapon: Touch of Mortis (decay) 1c/3d per attack, 4ap per use
    Trinket: Assassin's Eye (accuracy enhancer) +1 coin to Mortis' attacks, 2ap per use.
    Cooldown: Settle, 2 turns
    Target: Redhelm Arzuros

    Action:Rotting the Redhelm Arzuros' heart.
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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri May 05, 2017 1:26 am

    It was down! The bear fell to the ground like a massive tree, and the ground beneath Samhain’s hooves shook and shuddered. Her iron-shod feet danced to and fro as she snapped and bit at the bear, kicking up the shredded earth in thick clumps while she kept up with its thrashing. Even so, she too noticed that it was not so lively, not so willing to fight back as it had been earlier.

    Something happened to it, although throughout this entire fight, many things had happened to the armored bear. She was surprised it was still able to keep fighting the both of them despite the injuries it had sustained! Usually the bears she dealt with tended to fall to pieces the moment she grabbed them by the throat and slammed them to the ground. Her hooves made short work of pulverizing their muscle and shattering their bones. This one however, was an incredibly odd bear. Odd in that she had not seen it before, and now doubly odd that it was so resilient.

    Such was the nature of the things she and her master tended to come across, and so she quickly dismissed it.

    Although, she would be lying if she said that the massive bear paw back handing her across the snout did not have a hand in helping.

    The mare bristled and snorted with a squeal, shaking her head before bellowing another guttural sounding neigh at the downed bear. Immediately after, she heard her master over its gasping and wheezing, as she reared her head up and away from another weak slap across her muzzle.

    Keep it pinned to the ground while he delivered the killing blow? There mare was motivated enough without needing to hear that.

    Of course, master. I would gladly crush in its throat should you command it.

    Along with its chest, its stomach, its face, any and every bit of the damnable creature she could get at she would happily pulverize until there was nothing left. Anything to finally get them out of these woods and back to the farm. Her neck snaked forward, the mare’s teeth bared as she sank them into the bear’s armored shoulder, and with a jerk of her neck she ripped away as she reared and flung her spiked hooves down to slam them against the scale-like armored plating that covered its shoulder.




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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Universal NPC on Sun May 07, 2017 6:02 pm

    Its claws raked across the horse’s face, armored limbs thrashed and swung with all the remaining strength it could muster. But despite its efforts, the rotting carcass garbed in black still managed to clamber its way up its stomach. With every pull and grasp of his sharp talons, the massive bear creature’s mind sank ever deeper into a frantic panic. Its body swayed and tried to roll over to avail, as the soft earth had packed itself down into a pit the moment the Redhelm Arzuros had fallen to the ground.

    It was trapped where it laid, and it lacked the strength to pull itself back onto its feet. The only thing its struggling accomplished was wedging itself deeper into the crater of soft earth it had made for itself.

    Red eyes stared wide as it saw the battered, broken skull ascend to loom over its chest, and then watched in horror as the creature sunk its talons straight through the remaining flesh that stretched between its ribs. It could barely scream as its felt it grasp its heart, which withered away into a putrid black slime of decayed muscle and putrefied blood. It all decayed and peeled off of its bones like mud under a heavy rain, leaving its ribs to show through the rotten soup that was now churning in its chest cavity, before drying and flaking away into corpse dust within seconds. There was not even a need for the mare to get involved as it gasped and gurgled its final breath, before falling dead to the ground.

    The red furred beast of the woods was no more, but what was one to do with the carcass that remained?







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    Action: DEAD!
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    Re: On The Hunt For Huney

    Post by Mortis on Mon May 08, 2017 6:55 pm

    Flesh withered and rotted the moment Mortis’ claws touched it, blackening and retreating from his grasp as he pierced through the bear’s chest and wrapped his talons around its heart. The beast’s final cries echoed the undead’s destructive grasp as its heart shriveled and withered away within the blink of an eye. His single eye latched itself onto the bear’s face as he squeezed the organ, crushing it as it decayed until nothing but fetid ooze and dust slipped between his fingers.

    At the animal’s shoulder, Samhain stamped and bit at the tough hide, but by the time her teeth had touched the creature, it was already dead. Although that did not stop her any, as she sank her teeth into it and shook her head about with a muffled squeal.

    ”Easssy Sssamhain! Eassy, it isss dead!” Mortis soothed, already sending waves of calming thought from his mind to the mare’s. ”It will not bother usss any longer.”

    The horse’s single remaining ear flicked forward towards her master as she released the bear’s shoulder with a disdainful huff. It better not bother them any longer, not after it had mangled Mortis’ host and battered her own body. The superfiend’s faithful steed snuffed at the bear’s face, its eye glazed over and its face contorted permanently into a pained reflection of its final moments.

    Good.

    The undead mare’s eyeless gaze traveled from the beast’s twisted face to her master, who looked no better. Their fight had been etched onto his host in odd, sharp angles that jutted against the cloth of his overcoat, and jagged cracks that stretched down his skull. Granted, she was no better, with the massive hole that had been punched into her ribs, and the claw marks that gouged themselves in long lines across her snout, but nonetheless she fund herself stepping around the fallen adversary to sniff and inspect the undead’s mangled host.

    Her single ear swiveled back, pinning itself against her neck in an uncomfortable expression.

    You look terrible.

    Mortis shook his head and pulled his claws out of the animal’s chest, corpse dust falling from his palms as he clenched and rotted away what remained of the armored bear’s innards that clung to his skin. Soon after, he reached up to retrieve the glassy looking eye from his eye socket with a soft pop before returning it to its respective pouch upon his belt.

    ”It isss nothing a ssoak in the deadfluidsss cannot fix.” He reassured. ”You look due for a sssoak yourssself. I will prepare a tub for you when we return home.” He rasped, reaching a clawed hand out to gently trace over the lines that the bear had carved into her face.

    His skull swiveled to look over at the gaping hole in her side, both of his hands coming to cradle her sout as he gave the mare a fond pat on the nose. It was a shame really, all of this could have been avoided should he have decided to go home instead of picking flowers for the sheep.

    ”My apologiesss, Sssammy. I did not mean for thisss to happen.” His claws brushed over the mare’s nose, petting between her flared nostrils as a small sigh escaped him. ”You were right, we ssshould have jussst gone sstraight home the moment we got the sssecond hive.”

    He glanced up at the horse as he caught her pull her face out of his grasp, and the mare turned to allow him access to the saddle.

    Perhaps so, but we both are still mostly intact.

    Her head turned to look at the two boxes that were strapped to her flanks, which had been forgotten during the confrontation with the strange armor plated bear. Thankfully despite the wear and tear done to the both of them, the hives did not seem disturbed other than a lid upon one of them being jostled and left to slit up at an angle on the lip of one container. Inside there was a sound of irritated buzzing, although muffled.

    Both hives would need to be soothed and settled before Mortis even began to consider placing their respective residents within their new homes. Empty eye sockets returned to rest their gaze upon the mare’s rider and companion.

    The bees you were looking for seem fine as well. However, we should leave now before anything catches the scent of the carcass.

    As if to display the urgency of her advice, the mare’s eternally grinning face bobbed and nodded in his direction with a snort. Yet, to her dismay, her master had turned his gaze thoughtfully to the carcass of the massive hear he was perched on. The way his thoughts were turning within that bleached skull of his did not ease her concerns any better either.

    ”It would be a ssshame to let thisss sssit and go to wasste.” He hummed thoughtfully, and grasped at the fur that remained uncorrupted by the blight of the undead’s decaying touch; rubbing it between his fingers to appraise. ”A lot of thiss could go to good usse at home.”

    Samhain’s single ear and the stub that remained of the other ear pinned against her neck as she looked between her master, and the remains of the bear that was easily as big as the cabin they visited further north.

    Master, you already have enough leather and fur from the thing that lived in the lake. What could you need this bear’s corpse for?

    Mortis swung a leg over the side of the immense beast and slid down its belly to the ground with a low hiss, leaning against its bulk as it sat in the cold air.

    The undead’s demeanor was just as confident as ever, despite the unnatural ways his host pinched and poked out against his coat. ”I had been thinking for a long while now that perhapsss you are due to acquire a little sssomething extra to protect yourssself when we leave the homesstead.” His clawed hand came to pat the bear’s side, ”How would you feel about having sssome armor for yoursself?”

    Armor?

    The mare’s head tilted slightly at the suggestion, and then leveled again as she looked at the animal. His idea was to take that thing’s body, and put it on her as armor? Immediately an image came to mind of her donning a bear-shaped rug upon her back, complete with the bear’s drooping tongue lolling out of its face covering her head.

    Naturally it quickly became a detestable idea. Her lip curled slightly in disgust.

    I will not wear that thing on my back.

    Her master seemed to tense at the sight slightly, as he regarded the mental image provided. Though his shoulders quickly dropped and he approached the mare, his cracked, nearly toothless jaw open in a laugh.

    ”Oh no, no! Not like that, ha ha!” Mortis quickly reassured, patting the mare’s shoulder. ”Armor isss not a rug, mon dessstrier. It isss far more refined than that. I would not ussse thiss bear’ss hide to protect you. No, we would usse sssomething far sssturdier.”

    Kevlar, perhaps some sort of composite plating, even steel; that would be the way to go to give the mare actual protection while sacrificing none of her mobility. For all the bear’s ferocity and power, its hide was no better than paper against a bullet, or perhaps even another bear.

    Samhain’s own expression softened slightly, pacified with the idea that she would get something far better than a bear’s hide.

    I approve of this, but what do you have in mind for the bear then?

    She watched as he walked around to the saddlebags that sat just in front of the hive boxes on her haunches, flipping open the bag to pull out a length of rope.

    ”It would make for a fine trophy once it isss cleaned, methinksss.” He rasped as he brought a coil of rope to loop around one of the bear’s paws, making sure it was tightly wound before wrapped the wrist of the bear’s other armored, limp fore paw. ”Livewire would posssibly like a claw or a tooth from it too.” He considered with a thoughtful hum as he tied the bear’s paws together.

    She did like getting souvenirs from his fights. Small things usually were a favorite of hers from experience. Though as he looked at the blood red scaling on the animal’s feet, he considered that perhaps she would like something a little more colorful. Maybe it would be better to give her a scale and a tooth in his letter.

    He coaxed the mare over to tie the beast to her saddle, although whether the straps would hold the beast was uncertain. Perhaps it would be better to carry it?

    Yet as he looked at the bee boxes that took up the remaining space on her back, he quickly tossed aside that idea. There simply was not enough room. Not to mention the gargantuan animal was simply too big to balance upon her hips. No, they would be dragging this thing back home.

    Samhain’s attention drew itself to her master’s belt as he was tying the bear to her. Something was missing from his person.

    Where is your boomstick?

    Mortis glanced up from the knot he was weaving to keep the animal secured, and then down to his belt. Ah, yes, he was missing his shotgun. He looked back to the horse and nodded in the direction where his gun laid broken and dented in.

    ”The ssshotgun, you mean? It hasss been rendered usselesss, unfortunately. I will reclaim it once I get the bear tied.” He replied, tugging upon the line to ensure that it was secure before going to the mare’s other side to do the same thing. ”I might jussst replace it with sssomething elsse. The ssshotgun wass a fine weapon, but it isss tediouss and time conssuming to keep replenissshing it in the middle of a confrontation. Perhapsss there are other modelsss in the city that allow room for more roundsss, so I do not have to reload every time I have to sshoot more than once.”

    It was a fine idea, he thought. The gun itself was a relic that better suited a provincial farmer looking to keep varmints off their property, instead of an undead ghoul like himself that often had to deal with things that were far more dangerous than a persistent coyote or the every day bear. Though usually he would wave off the thought of letting some weapon take precedence over his supernatural abilities, many things here did not seem to heed his decaying powers, and his psychic potency was lacking in areas. He easily deduced it to the fact that he was now only one out of what used to be two, which for a long while was four.

    Having a means of keeping his person out of danger, while still being able to deal with a threat, was quickly becoming a favorable approach to the troubles that met him out here.

    Though he was considering that perhaps it would take more than just a better gun to make him more formidable on his own. Perhaps it was time he widened he psychic prowess to a means that would be more suitable to one who worked mostly solo? Yes, he thought it time. It had been time the moment Fear had retired and decided to stay in the city, even. He had just been putting it off, though for what reason he did not know.

    Maybe some part of him wished to deny the obvious, and think that there would be a time when they would be working side by side again.

    He returned his focus to finishing up the knot that kept the bear’s carcass tied to the mare, and turned to shamble over to the tree where he had left the gun. He stooped down and picked it up off the ground, dusting off a few clumps of earth from the barrel’s dented metal, before slipping its back to where it was usually kept holstered at his hip. Across the clearing,  Samhain’s head picked up and looked out to the forest, something catching her attention. It was high time they left the forest for the day and spend the rest of the afternoon tending to their damages dealt to their respective persons.

    ”Ssss, now we can return home.” He rasped as he strode across the clearing, lifting a foot into the stirrup with a sharp crackle of his ancient -and now battered- joints. Once he was situated in the saddle, he urged the horse onward.

    The lines of the rope strained under the tension as the mare stepped forward, though she was seemingly unhampered by the weight of the deceased beast. It was much like watching her pull an empty cart as she walked freely, barely strained by the mass. however, the bear had not gotten any lighter since it had been tied to the horse, and was apparent as it was taken from the crater it had left in the moist earth. Much like the fallen tree he had dragged home in the beginning of the previous year, the bear left a rut of churned earth beneath it was it was pulled out of the clearing.

    Within a few moments of departing the woodland clearing, a dense mist began to roll in from the trees and envelop the horse, her rider, and even the bear’s plated body. She walked onward, until it all was devoured by the veil of unnatural mist, and the heavy thud of her hooves upon the ground began to soften until nothing but silence filled the humid, cold air. The mist began to dissipate soon after, as if burned away by the morning sun, and in its wake, the mare’s hoof prints and the trail of tilled leaves and debris that the bear left behind as it was taken away, abruptly came to a halt where the mist had manifested.

    Not a trace of their retreat to the farm could be discerned from the strange trail, or how they got to the forest to begin with. It was as if the two and even the bear they had fought earlier, were merely passing ghosts.




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