Feint Whispers Chapter #4: The Hallowed Hills

[Festy_Dog]

"Gotcha now!" Norri yells.

He weaves his way behind the shaman, attempting to flank him with the aid of one of the others, then tries sneak attacking the shaman while he's flanked.

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn will retrieve his bow and fire on the shaman. Twice if possible.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho laughs, as he steps forward to finish the job if the orc shaman is still alive, by the time he is ready to strike, "Now you die!"

 

[jasamcarl]

The acid arrow flies into the chest of the orc, causing boils to erupt on its chest. It roars in agony.

Norri comes up from behind it for a killing blow, but the thrust with his dagger fails as the blade scratches against the side of a stalagtite (critical miss).

Bhartus is up.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus will fire with his crossbow at the shaman.

 

[jasamcarl]

Bhartus' shot goes wide as Jericho moves on the orc. Flanked by Norri, he can only stand as the D'orite's bastard sword come hurtling down on him, cleaving his body in two straight through the middle. Both halves fall to floor. Blood is everywhere within the area of the torchlight.

Out of Inititative.

Across the chasm, along the south wall of the cavern, another opening is present, but largly blocked by a sizable (but perhaps moveable) boulder.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney sighs with relief and sits down. "Oh my head." fumbling with her pouch while Mist purrs to her, clearly concerned.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus casts a Cure Moderate Wounds on himself.

"I suggest we recuperate before moving on, that boulder will still be there tomorrow" says the dazed dwarf. "Thank you my companions for saving me."

"How many orcs have we slayed since we begun?" he throws the question into the air.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho shrugs, "A whole tribe has fallen to this blade, I love my job," he grins...

"Oh you alright Bhartus?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri pries his weapon from the crack in the stalagtite, then heads over to Bhartus. The image of an orc being cut in half is playing over and over in his mind.

"You're a tough dwarf, but I guess thats like saying a rock is hard. Kinda redundant," Norri smiles and gives Bhartus a thumbs up before he noticices some blood on himself and starts to clean it off.

He collects his crossbow and looks over the orcs' remains for anything of value.