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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2247473" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>The sky is falling</strong></p><p></p><p>The party heads out once the darkness lefts to a deep gray. Korg unteathers Nameroc, then begins to clean up the site so as to appear no one stayed the night at the lean-to. Saying a prayer to Umtala, Korg hopes the shaman will not be able to track the party, or at least track the giants. </p><p></p><p>The party congregates on the road in front of the lean-to and decides to head in what they perceive as the southerly route. The sleet slows to a spitting speed, but does not stop altogether. Nameroc hopes that with all the precipitation that there must be some water feature such as a lake or stream nearby that may hold some fresh food for the party. </p><p></p><p>The going is slow, hampered by the soft earth, the giant's feet sink a good half foot into the path, while Finrod's feet have trouble maintaining a solid footing over the icy mud. Nameroc however climbs on the back of his ursine companion and lets the bear's wide feet do the walking for him. </p><p></p><p>The scenery is rather drab, the gray clouds dull the colors of the giant fir trees off to the left of the path about a mile away. The sleet gives everything a wet glistening look and keeps most small animals out of the open. Fours hours of the same terrain features made for grumpy giants and annoyed elves. Paquito for some reason had no problem with the weather.</p><p></p><p>"This reminds me of the ocean, sailing through the northern straits of Tabrushe. It would rain constantly for three days straight, then the wind would come and dry you off just in time for the rain to come again. I think nature's true beauty lies in the not what you can just see, but also in what you can feel and smell. No?" Paquito says aloud</p><p></p><p>"Korg not in mood for Pokey story." The hill giant says gruffly</p><p></p><p>"You sound like a druid." Finrod says before realizing he should not have said that out loud.</p><p></p><p>Nameroc gives Finrod a dirty glare, then turns back to Paquito. "Good thing you'll never be one, I've never seen someone devote so much time at herbalism, only to fail at grasping the concept four straight times." </p><p></p><p>"That is because the great Paquito is a lover, not a gardener. Paquito the Bullord knows how to grow the things that matter most to a tribe. Babies. No?" Paquito replies while raising his eyebrows in a knowing manner.</p><p></p><p>"Glad I'm not female." Nameroc answers in disgust</p><p></p><p>"I am too, our children would have to be cast out. There is nothing worse than a merry bull. Although I do recall a cousin of mine who was into nature and fey-like behavior. Bessie was her name, she was also talking about the purity of milk and how cow's milk was the best for a young minotaur's development. Very odd she was." Paquito relates</p><p></p><p>"Sounds like you should have paid more attention to her when you were younger, then maybe your growth wouldn't have been so stunted?" Nameroc jibes at the minotaur</p><p></p><p>"Maybe, it would have been very difficult though, as she was killed for heresy. I must admit though, her flank steaks were very tasty." Paquito responds</p><p></p><p>"You're disgusting! And your race is an abomination! Get away from me!" Nameroc screams</p><p></p><p>Gronar's hand swings back and slaps Nameroc of his bear. </p><p></p><p>"Shh... Something big coming." Gronar says, putting his index finger to his lips</p><p></p><p>Stunned, Nameroc picks himself off the wet path and draws his bow, notching and arrow at the hill giant.</p><p></p><p>"Touch me again and you die." Nameroc tells Gronar</p><p></p><p>"Hah! Gronar know elfly not good with tools, elfy shoot self before Gronar." The hill giant says with a smile</p><p></p><p>"What's coming?" Finrod asks Gronar, trying to defuse the situation</p><p></p><p>"Somethings big, listen." Gronar says</p><p></p><p>"Somethings? As in plural?" Finrod asks</p><p></p><p>Gronar stares dumbfounded at the elf, unsure of what plural means, Gronar just shrugs his shoulders and points at high cliff off to the right at a forty-five degree angle. "Big things." </p><p></p><p>Paquito and Finrod stop moving and listen to the breeze blowing across the path. At the low end of their hearing, they pick up the beating of what sounds like large drums. After listening for a few more minutes, they change their mind and go with large footsteps beating a path towards them. </p><p></p><p>Looking closely at the cliff, the party sees the tops of the giant fir trees sway and get pushed aside by something massive. </p><p></p><p>"There!" Paquito points. </p><p></p><p>"Great, company. What do we do now?" Finrod asks </p><p></p><p>*************************************************************</p><p></p><p>"What a fine day for traveling, cold breeze, cold rain, and eve the smell of cold through the trees. Don't you think Sven?" </p><p></p><p>"I don't know why you always have to take the long road to Fragnrac's, we could have been there by now enjoying the remorrhaz on the spit. As slow as you're going, we'll be lucky to get leg." </p><p></p><p>"Oh, hush. You're just upset that you didn't kill the beast yourself. You should be happy for Fragnrac and Ilicle. You know I heard their union was a little on the rocks, probably all the time he spends with you guys hunting elves."</p><p></p><p>"You speak as though elf hunting was some sort of recreational exercise. You'll not think as such when they run over your warming corpse like arctic ants!" </p><p></p><p>"Well, I'm just saying you seem to be doing a lot more hunting these days than you used to, and I also know that a new miesje moved in on Bjorn's Peak."</p><p></p><p>"What are you insinuating Inga? I assure you that when I pledged to be your mate, I meant it. Until such time as I have to kill you, I will remain loyal." </p><p></p><p>"Your words hurt me."</p><p></p><p>"Yeah, well not as bad as these fir trees you're forcing us to go through, the mammoths don't like it and I like it even less than they do."</p><p></p><p>************************************************************</p><p></p><p>"Here it comes!" Finrod says as two huge frost giants riding mammoths erupt from the tree line near the base of the cliff.</p><p></p><p>"Whoa." Korg's words trail off as he stares at the huge blue-skinned giants</p><p></p><p>"Hide! Don't let them see us or they'll squash us for sure." Finrod shouts</p><p></p><p>The giants and Paquito move off to the left of the path and find cover behind some boulders, Finrod runs to the right side and hides behind a small spruce tree. Nameroc however stands defiant in the middle of the path.</p><p></p><p>"Nameroc what are you doing?" Finrod whispers as Nameroc points his notched arrow at the advancing giants. "Are you crazy? No!" </p><p></p><p>Nameroc releases his grip on the arrow and watches it fly true towards the near giant, who looks male from this distance. The arrow lands in the exposed flesh of the giant's left thigh.</p><p></p><p>********************************************************</p><p></p><p>"Look, all I'm saying is that you should consider braiding your beard that's all. I think you'd look more menacing." </p><p></p><p>"I'm not going to listen to you try and tell me how to be a man, you wouldn't know the first thing about hunting." </p><p></p><p>"Looks like something's hunting you." Inga points out the small flying stick to her husband just before it sinks into his thigh.</p><p></p><p>"Wh... Ow." Sven says yanking the projectile out of his leg.</p><p></p><p>"Oh, poor baby has a splinter?" Igna asks</p><p></p><p>"Shout up woman! Give me my boulder bag!" Sven demands</p><p></p><p>"Not until you apologize." Inga answers</p><p></p><p>"What! You'll incur my wrath next if you don't fork it over!" Sven shouts as another arrow from Nameroc's bow lands into the thigh of Sven. "Now! Can't you see we're under attack!"</p><p></p><p>"You're under attack, I'm just under distress." Igna answers</p><p></p><p>Sven reaches back and snatches the sack from Igna. "Watch and learn."</p><p></p><p>*************************************************************</p><p></p><p>"See, they cower at my greatness. All of you ran and hid, I alone shall bring ruin to all of giantkind!" Nameroc shouts as he points the bow at Paquito. "You're next bullman." </p><p></p><p>"Hey now, lets not get overly dramatic here. I mean surely you can respect the kind of worldly knowledge one such as myself contains? I mean what would your druidic convictions say about killing an innocent?" Paquito says as he moves to the opposite side of his boulder to Nameroc</p><p></p><p>"Stop cowering and face death like the rest of your clan did." Nameroc tells the minotaur</p><p></p><p>"There's no need for personal attacks oh dainty one." Paquito catches a glimpse of a large rock hurtling through the air towards Nameroc's location. Paquito then stands straight up in front of Nameroc.</p><p></p><p>"There's a good minotaur." Nameroc says</p><p></p><p>"Before you shoot, can I please recite the dirge of the minotaur?" Paquito asks</p><p></p><p>"What are you people doing? The two of you have doomed us all!" Finrod shouts from his cover</p><p></p><p>"Don't worry old man, I'll take care of you last." Nameroc shouts over his shoulder to Finrod, "Now back to you." Nameroc focuses in on Paquito</p><p></p><p>"Remember, keep looking up. No?" Paquito says while pointing above Nameroc</p><p></p><p>Nameroc takes a quick peek up as the shadow of a large rock covers the ground around his feet.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 2247473, member: 11574"] [b]The sky is falling[/b] The party heads out once the darkness lefts to a deep gray. Korg unteathers Nameroc, then begins to clean up the site so as to appear no one stayed the night at the lean-to. Saying a prayer to Umtala, Korg hopes the shaman will not be able to track the party, or at least track the giants. The party congregates on the road in front of the lean-to and decides to head in what they perceive as the southerly route. The sleet slows to a spitting speed, but does not stop altogether. Nameroc hopes that with all the precipitation that there must be some water feature such as a lake or stream nearby that may hold some fresh food for the party. The going is slow, hampered by the soft earth, the giant's feet sink a good half foot into the path, while Finrod's feet have trouble maintaining a solid footing over the icy mud. Nameroc however climbs on the back of his ursine companion and lets the bear's wide feet do the walking for him. The scenery is rather drab, the gray clouds dull the colors of the giant fir trees off to the left of the path about a mile away. The sleet gives everything a wet glistening look and keeps most small animals out of the open. Fours hours of the same terrain features made for grumpy giants and annoyed elves. Paquito for some reason had no problem with the weather. "This reminds me of the ocean, sailing through the northern straits of Tabrushe. It would rain constantly for three days straight, then the wind would come and dry you off just in time for the rain to come again. I think nature's true beauty lies in the not what you can just see, but also in what you can feel and smell. No?" Paquito says aloud "Korg not in mood for Pokey story." The hill giant says gruffly "You sound like a druid." Finrod says before realizing he should not have said that out loud. Nameroc gives Finrod a dirty glare, then turns back to Paquito. "Good thing you'll never be one, I've never seen someone devote so much time at herbalism, only to fail at grasping the concept four straight times." "That is because the great Paquito is a lover, not a gardener. Paquito the Bullord knows how to grow the things that matter most to a tribe. Babies. No?" Paquito replies while raising his eyebrows in a knowing manner. "Glad I'm not female." Nameroc answers in disgust "I am too, our children would have to be cast out. There is nothing worse than a merry bull. Although I do recall a cousin of mine who was into nature and fey-like behavior. Bessie was her name, she was also talking about the purity of milk and how cow's milk was the best for a young minotaur's development. Very odd she was." Paquito relates "Sounds like you should have paid more attention to her when you were younger, then maybe your growth wouldn't have been so stunted?" Nameroc jibes at the minotaur "Maybe, it would have been very difficult though, as she was killed for heresy. I must admit though, her flank steaks were very tasty." Paquito responds "You're disgusting! And your race is an abomination! Get away from me!" Nameroc screams Gronar's hand swings back and slaps Nameroc of his bear. "Shh... Something big coming." Gronar says, putting his index finger to his lips Stunned, Nameroc picks himself off the wet path and draws his bow, notching and arrow at the hill giant. "Touch me again and you die." Nameroc tells Gronar "Hah! Gronar know elfly not good with tools, elfy shoot self before Gronar." The hill giant says with a smile "What's coming?" Finrod asks Gronar, trying to defuse the situation "Somethings big, listen." Gronar says "Somethings? As in plural?" Finrod asks Gronar stares dumbfounded at the elf, unsure of what plural means, Gronar just shrugs his shoulders and points at high cliff off to the right at a forty-five degree angle. "Big things." Paquito and Finrod stop moving and listen to the breeze blowing across the path. At the low end of their hearing, they pick up the beating of what sounds like large drums. After listening for a few more minutes, they change their mind and go with large footsteps beating a path towards them. Looking closely at the cliff, the party sees the tops of the giant fir trees sway and get pushed aside by something massive. "There!" Paquito points. "Great, company. What do we do now?" Finrod asks ************************************************************* "What a fine day for traveling, cold breeze, cold rain, and eve the smell of cold through the trees. Don't you think Sven?" "I don't know why you always have to take the long road to Fragnrac's, we could have been there by now enjoying the remorrhaz on the spit. As slow as you're going, we'll be lucky to get leg." "Oh, hush. You're just upset that you didn't kill the beast yourself. You should be happy for Fragnrac and Ilicle. You know I heard their union was a little on the rocks, probably all the time he spends with you guys hunting elves." "You speak as though elf hunting was some sort of recreational exercise. You'll not think as such when they run over your warming corpse like arctic ants!" "Well, I'm just saying you seem to be doing a lot more hunting these days than you used to, and I also know that a new miesje moved in on Bjorn's Peak." "What are you insinuating Inga? I assure you that when I pledged to be your mate, I meant it. Until such time as I have to kill you, I will remain loyal." "Your words hurt me." "Yeah, well not as bad as these fir trees you're forcing us to go through, the mammoths don't like it and I like it even less than they do." ************************************************************ "Here it comes!" Finrod says as two huge frost giants riding mammoths erupt from the tree line near the base of the cliff. "Whoa." Korg's words trail off as he stares at the huge blue-skinned giants "Hide! Don't let them see us or they'll squash us for sure." Finrod shouts The giants and Paquito move off to the left of the path and find cover behind some boulders, Finrod runs to the right side and hides behind a small spruce tree. Nameroc however stands defiant in the middle of the path. "Nameroc what are you doing?" Finrod whispers as Nameroc points his notched arrow at the advancing giants. "Are you crazy? No!" Nameroc releases his grip on the arrow and watches it fly true towards the near giant, who looks male from this distance. The arrow lands in the exposed flesh of the giant's left thigh. ******************************************************** "Look, all I'm saying is that you should consider braiding your beard that's all. I think you'd look more menacing." "I'm not going to listen to you try and tell me how to be a man, you wouldn't know the first thing about hunting." "Looks like something's hunting you." Inga points out the small flying stick to her husband just before it sinks into his thigh. "Wh... Ow." Sven says yanking the projectile out of his leg. "Oh, poor baby has a splinter?" Igna asks "Shout up woman! Give me my boulder bag!" Sven demands "Not until you apologize." Inga answers "What! You'll incur my wrath next if you don't fork it over!" Sven shouts as another arrow from Nameroc's bow lands into the thigh of Sven. "Now! Can't you see we're under attack!" "You're under attack, I'm just under distress." Igna answers Sven reaches back and snatches the sack from Igna. "Watch and learn." ************************************************************* "See, they cower at my greatness. All of you ran and hid, I alone shall bring ruin to all of giantkind!" Nameroc shouts as he points the bow at Paquito. "You're next bullman." "Hey now, lets not get overly dramatic here. I mean surely you can respect the kind of worldly knowledge one such as myself contains? I mean what would your druidic convictions say about killing an innocent?" Paquito says as he moves to the opposite side of his boulder to Nameroc "Stop cowering and face death like the rest of your clan did." Nameroc tells the minotaur "There's no need for personal attacks oh dainty one." Paquito catches a glimpse of a large rock hurtling through the air towards Nameroc's location. Paquito then stands straight up in front of Nameroc. "There's a good minotaur." Nameroc says "Before you shoot, can I please recite the dirge of the minotaur?" Paquito asks "What are you people doing? The two of you have doomed us all!" Finrod shouts from his cover "Don't worry old man, I'll take care of you last." Nameroc shouts over his shoulder to Finrod, "Now back to you." Nameroc focuses in on Paquito "Remember, keep looking up. No?" Paquito says while pointing above Nameroc Nameroc takes a quick peek up as the shadow of a large rock covers the ground around his feet. [/QUOTE]
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