“We must hurry, our pursuers will be on us soon,” said Vanish, looking down the trail.
“Which is why I am preparing something to delay them,” said Milok the Green, placing the last of the little stick doll inside the armor taken from the bandits who had so foolishly attacked them. Using his sacred knife, he priced his finger and touched a drop of blood to each one. In moments they had grown to fill the roughly treated armor and struggled to their feet.
Anli of the Axe handed each a spear as Milok instructed them to block the road to all travelers.
“That should delay them a bit,” said Milokas he pulled himself up into the saddle.
Vanish glanced back. “I hope so. They look tougher than the bandits at least.”
Stick Soldier
These little humanoid-shaped bundles of twigs have some sort of weapon-like stick at the end of one arm and sometime a shield of woven sticks and armor of leaves.
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