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thotd
ic - Underdogs
Round 21-25
Wormis, Washi and Kornah stare at Assaq, appalled at what they hear. Wormis begins to thrash around, screaming wordlessly as he struggles, fruitlessly, to free himself.
Kornah just stares at the four grell outside the area of the spell. Emotions scud across his simple face. He glances from face to face. "What are you going to do Assaq? You are going to help us, yes? ... Ershe, you can explain to them? ... Mogro? We are friends right? We used to play sticks."
Washi's face twists in a sneer. "Don't waste your breath Wormis. They are not going to do anything. They are just going to stand and watch. They have chosen the gnolls over us." She turns to the four companions. "Do you think the krell will take you back when they learn what you did? Do you think they will ever accept a shaman who stood by and watched his people being butchered, Ershe? Do you think any regiment will take someone like that, Mogro? You had better grab your gear and run Adokul. Run far away, for when word of this gets around, you will never find a bed in any krell in Hella. Or if you do, it will come with a knife across the throat." She glares at Assaq, then spits on the ground. "You will learn what the animals that you hunt feel like Assaq."
"You will all learn. You will be driven away with sticks, like unwanted dogs. If they don't kill you first. If they don't I will, later."
Kornah begins to cry. The big grell kicks and thrashes at the plants which hold him tight. The sight of it drives his brother into a frenzy of rage.
The gnoll warrior close the circle around the three entangled grell. Scar Face raises his shield and spear and holws. In response, about half of the gnoll warriors likewise how and slam their spears against their shields.
On the other side of the four companions, Urthe mutters a few words, and with a gesture to the spirits, touches one of her warrior companions. The arrow slowly works its way out of the wound and falls to the ground, but blood still drips from the wound. They talk in low growls between themselves.
[sblock=Round 21-25 Notes]
Urthe casts CureLightWounds,
* Tan Ji'Bar is now seriously wounded, -2 to rolls.[/sblock]
Round 21-25
Wormis, Washi and Kornah stare at Assaq, appalled at what they hear. Wormis begins to thrash around, screaming wordlessly as he struggles, fruitlessly, to free himself.
Kornah just stares at the four grell outside the area of the spell. Emotions scud across his simple face. He glances from face to face. "What are you going to do Assaq? You are going to help us, yes? ... Ershe, you can explain to them? ... Mogro? We are friends right? We used to play sticks."
Washi's face twists in a sneer. "Don't waste your breath Wormis. They are not going to do anything. They are just going to stand and watch. They have chosen the gnolls over us." She turns to the four companions. "Do you think the krell will take you back when they learn what you did? Do you think they will ever accept a shaman who stood by and watched his people being butchered, Ershe? Do you think any regiment will take someone like that, Mogro? You had better grab your gear and run Adokul. Run far away, for when word of this gets around, you will never find a bed in any krell in Hella. Or if you do, it will come with a knife across the throat." She glares at Assaq, then spits on the ground. "You will learn what the animals that you hunt feel like Assaq."
"You will all learn. You will be driven away with sticks, like unwanted dogs. If they don't kill you first. If they don't I will, later."
Kornah begins to cry. The big grell kicks and thrashes at the plants which hold him tight. The sight of it drives his brother into a frenzy of rage.
The gnoll warrior close the circle around the three entangled grell. Scar Face raises his shield and spear and holws. In response, about half of the gnoll warriors likewise how and slam their spears against their shields.
On the other side of the four companions, Urthe mutters a few words, and with a gesture to the spirits, touches one of her warrior companions. The arrow slowly works its way out of the wound and falls to the ground, but blood still drips from the wound. They talk in low growls between themselves.
[sblock=Round 21-25 Notes]
Urthe casts CureLightWounds,
* Tan Ji'Bar is now seriously wounded, -2 to rolls.[/sblock]