OoC: Sorry for the slight delay agin, my mom's health took a downward turn Monday and I have been a bit distracted. She will be OK, which means that the Game shall move forward as planned with a more calm and attentive DM...
Wekerak and the Undead
Wekerak hits his foe again, though Frostbite finds his mark at last, knocking the thing to the ground. Wekerak slashes down as the Wolf tears at undead flesh, the
Thing unable to right itself before being torn to ribbons.
<It rolled a '1' on it's attempt to break the grapple>
Wekerak hears something large heading his way, and instinctively hides in a side tunnel, Frostbite moving in beside him. Wekerak has just enough time to pull the dead Enemy in beside him, instinctively runninghis hands through pockets and over long dead fingers, removing rings and anything else of value.
Krong thunders in, a pack of Orcs at his heels, as well as the Troll with the massive mattock. Looking about, he bellows
'Where little gobbie! Krong here to help!'
Vespazian follows shortly, rat sniffing ahead, heading right for where Wekerak and Frostbite hid.
As the group nears, a small goblin appears from the throng of Orcs, the same scout that Wekerak had sent back for help. He moves forward, right for where Wekerak hids, and Wekerak can see that his facial expression belies something of import that he wishes to share with his corporal alone.
<A little Liscence here...>
Motioning the Scout forward, Wekerak listens for what the Goblin has to say.
Moving close so as to not be heard, the Scout says
' Boss, I brought help, like you said. Trouble too, though. This lot is fixing ta make a heap o' noise, te Songspeaker said I wuz ta git you and bring you straignt away back, as these fools is a decoy fer the real mission, which is an assault on the Engine room ta fix things before the whole place blows sky high.'
OoC:Frostbite is plenty large enough to carry both of you.
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Moving North, the Giants move through the chambers with familiarity, as well as nilgo's Boys checking the doors and tunnels for danger. The Hobgoblins are a well-oiled machine, advancing quickly and with purpose towards the eventual goal of the Engine Room. A Giant pauses to tell Tsu'Koka that the Chamber is not far off now, perhaps 5 minutes at most.
OoC
ausing to see what Wekerak is going to do...
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