Grimhild Uggluck
Grim stops his reading when Velsouvus approaches him to speak with him. Grim looks up mutting the word fricasee to himself, as if trying to pronounce it and remember it...
"Uhm, no, I think it good we both can grant power to everyone! It always good to be prepared for many battles in a day!"
(OoC- remember also, that Grim can always sponteanously burn a spell for a healing spell, I just tried to pick spells which I figured would have good general use, but probably will end up getting burned for heal spells)
Grim tries to stabalize himself on the deck as the ship starts to sail off.. ugggghhh, here comes that wavy up and down side to side motion again!
Grim listens as Kel'th introduces himself and asks his questions. Grim speaks in return to him, "Oh, you not see postings on dock? I guess dis place we go got's a dragon holed up in they fungus caverns, and they no want it there anymore. We going to go and do battle with it since it won't leave, and then we be heroes!" Grim smiles largely to the man. "Oh, and yeah this kind of why I come here. See 'mah friend I used to travel with had too hide and dissapear for a while and said it wood be boring, no battles. He told me that I could come to his homeland here, the Green Isles, and I would find lots of battles to honor Grishnaak with! A Dragoon make a good battle, so's I come!" Grim smiles from ear to ear once again at the man. "Why youse want to know Kel'th? You come back and pick us up when we big heroes?! Are you going to go do battle as well?"
After speaking with Kel'th, Grim thinks to himself Hmm, I shood probably change my armor untill I can asks Grishnaak for sea-legs and fishlungs. Also 'ah need to ask for safe voyage, like last one.
Grim proceeds to take his sword and scabbard off from the front of his PlateMail, and pulls a ChainShirt out of his backpack. He starts removing the dull-silver/bluish PlateMail, and to anybody that looks, is probably taken aback by the site they see. Now you can see just how *large* and *muscular* this fair-orc is. His chest, shoulders, biceps and legs all bulge with a thickness.
What is probably noticed BEFORE that though, is really, an almost horrifying sight. Almost every square inch of the fair-orc's grey/rust skin was covered in "X" shaped scars. Some looked very old, some looked quite fresh, a few looked only a couple of days old. In the center of his chest was one very prominent, large, and deep-looking old "X" scar. As if the sight of this wasn't enough, you then see the halforc kneel down and pull out his dagger. He closes his eyes and holds the dagger up to the sky, and you can see his lips moving, as if saying something. He opens his eyes, and grabs his left thigh with his left hand, and with his right, takes the dagger and begins cutting into his skin. He cuts one wobbly diagonal line, and then another one crossing it, blood oozing out of the wound, he wipes off his dagger and stands up, ignoring the wound, and puts on his chain shirt. He re-attaches his sword to the front of his chest (it would seem his chainshirt is set up to accomodate this weird "storing" of his sword just like his PlateMail) and his Morningstar hangs off of his hip. Grim stores his other belongings in the place that Mahka showed them.
(OoC- I kind of imagine that this would cause HP dmg to Grim, I was thinking probably 2 hp's, one for each "line" cut....?)
And there he stands along the rail of the ship, looking out at the waters and the land going by, massive shoulders/arms sticking out of the ChainShirt, scars all over them, and the blood from his newest cut just starting to dry.
Yeah's.. me thinks this be good journey!
