[Adventure]The Eye of the Tiger(Judge: ???)

[stonegod]

In the group of motley adventurers is a hunched over halfork, obviously overburdened by the collection of bits and bobbins that make up his gear. His hair is unkempt, and it is a bit unclear when the last time he washed his face. When the unknown halfork appears, the other turns his way. At the same time, a well made construct, of its own volition, steps between the two, bracing.

The other halfork squints a moment at the greeting, then waves a hand covered with an oversized gauntlet. Hellos, Not Me Orc. You lost?

 

[Vertexx69]

Introductions

Rohna pulls on the reins of Olaf as she hears their halfork stop shuffling and start speaking to someone. The lack of metal plates sliding over each other after the fighter wheels her mount around brings a hush to the jungle in comparison. "Now what's he talking at?" She looks over the others at the artificer speaking to another halfork that appeared from somewhere. "So Tondrek, who's your new friend?"

[sblock=Combat Actions]Free: Speak
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Standard: ...[/sblock][sblock=Rohna]Rohna—Female Goliath Fighter 7 Resist all 5
Initiative: +3, Passive Perception: 19, Passive Insight: 14
AC: 23 (25), Fort: 21, Reflex: 14 (16), Will: 16 — Speed: 5(6), 9 when mounted
HP: 66/69(0thp), Bloodied: 34, Surge: 17, Surges left: 11/13
AP: 0/1, Second Wind: Not Used, Milestones 0
Powers -
Crushing Surge
Cleave
Pass Forward
Practiced Rider
Passing Strike
Rhino Strike
Hydra Charge
Stone's Endurance
World Speaker's Command
Villain's Menace
Rain of Steel
Speak with Spirits

Vanguard Mordenkrad +2 "Kordestad" (daily)
Flaming Warhammer +1 (daily)
Onyx Dog (daily)
Antipathy Gloves (daily)

Olaf—Dire Boar 6 Resist 5 all
HP 73/85; Bloodied 42 AC 20; Fortitude 21, Reflex 17, Will 16, Speed 9. Property: Rabid Charger (while mounted by a friendly rider of 6th level or higher; at-will) ✦ Mount; When he charges, Olaf makes a gore attack in addition to Rohna's charge attack. Furious Charge; When Olaf charges, his gore deals an extra 5 damage, pushes the target 2 squares, and knocks the target prone on a hit. Death Strike (when reduced to 0 hit points); Olaf makes a gore attack. Powers: Gore (standard; at-will); +9 vs. AC; 1d10 + 4 damage, or 1d10 + 9 damage against a prone target.

Gretta—Construct 4
Initiative +7; Low-light, Passive Perception 17
AC: 16, Fort: 15, Reflex: 14, Will: 13 — Speed: 8
HP: 9/9(4); Bloodied 4

Bite

(standard; at-will)
+7 vs. AC; 1d6 + 3 damage.

LEBC:Rohna (vertexx69) - ENWorld Living Eberron Wiki​

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OOC: OOC - Alrighty then, everyone say hi.

 

[renau1g]

Thalen immediately springs next to Tondrek as the newcomer approached, but as neither of the half-orcs attacked she waits. The woman's eyes narrow as she considers the newcomer, "I believe he asked you a question" she hisses.

 

[twilsemail]

"Am I lost? No. Know 'zactly where I'm" The Halfork speaks slowly and deliberately. He is not approaching the party and is obviously trying to not look hostile. Not hostile and harmless are two differnt things and he knows he cannot look harmless.

 

[Neurotic]

"So, what are you doing then? Who sent you? And why?"

 

[twilsemail]

"You's walkin' a road that'll take yous to a demon. I's s'posed t'kill that demon. I figgered we'd walk t'gether. I kill her n'matter what. So's it's wif you or wifout you."

He thinks for a moment. "I kin help you kill tings between here an' dere... an' I kin help you kill tings on de way back. I figger, I'm witchu we all comin' home. I'm dat good."

If pressed on the "who," he'll reply, "Don' know. S'a contract."

[sblock=translation]If the accent is typed too thick, lemme know and I can translate. if not, I'll leave it be.[/sblock]

 

[Vertexx69]

Rohna rests the massive Kordestad on her armored shoulder while she pushes Olaf slowly back through the group as gently as she can. The hot breath of the steel encased dire boar ripples the clothing of the newcomer as his reins are pulled tightly to stop him. The rageblood fighter regards the lightly geared traveler for a long while, noting his weapons and general state. "And how did you plan on getting round the whole tribe of lizardfolk that's most like worshipin it then? That aside, what you call yourself? I'm known as Rohna. And behind you there is my friend Mitra." The glowing form of the lava bear steps out of the dense foliage onto the path from wherever she goes when she's not there, directly behind the newcomer. The great bear spirit silently glowers.

 

[stonegod]

Tondrek looks at the Arcanix Standoff developing, so named due to the peponderance of wand-duels ending with every duelist the target of another in an intractable mess. There were no weapons, but plenty of suspision. He scratches his tangled hair, then squints uhappily. Why mean? He a me, no harming him do. We save town-people, he help town-peoples. Right?

 

[twilsemail]

The Halfork seem unperturbed by Rohna’s posturing, though he’s impressed by what she can bring to the table. He is about to answer when Tondrek speaks up. “’Course I’ll help de peoples.” He shares a toothy grin with the party, his gaze settling on Rohna. “Lizardmen… I figgered I go aroun’ dem. That don' work, I figger summat else.”

 

[Neurotic]

"I am Venakhad of House Jorasco. We lost a companion, a gnome, you didn't happen to run into one? Let's talk walking, eh? I don't like staying in one place too long, something may find us."