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<blockquote data-quote="D20Dazza" data-source="post: 2302394" data-attributes="member: 4260">&quot;Filthy great lummoxes, 'ave atcha. C'mon boys a chance fer you greenies ta show us wotcha made orf&quot; Whitlok screams as he launches himself off the back of the wagon &quot;Be ready ta bolt Marek, once ye sees an openin' go for it, we'll 'ang on as best we can&quot;. His Urgosh glints wetly in the soft light spilling from the hooded lantern affixed to the side wall of their conveyance. His heavily booted feet had hit the ground hard.&nbsp; His eyes widened in momentary concern as he takes in the sheer number of opponents. Wincing at the discomfort in his back he makes sure he has a secure hold on the haft of his mighty axe and takes a ready stance goading the ogres to break ranks and attack.&quot;Ya filthy piece of orc exrement, ya mumma was a kobold and ya pappa was a stinkin' faery. Know wot that is do ya fick ed? Excrement? It's crap pal and that's wot we'se gonna do all over you&quot;.[sblock]+4 AC versus Ogres (AC: 22); He's going to attempt to keep the wagon to his back to try and minimise their flanking opportunities; and to give himself a chance of catchin a ride if the wagon makes a break for it. He will keep one arm ready to try and hook on to the side of the wagon if it bolts. If he is attacked by more than one Ogre he will fight defensively. He is trying to target ogres 1, 4 and 5 with his taunts. His hope is that ogre 5 will come across to attack and open up a hole in their perimeter. [/sblock]Digga, lulled into a deep sleep by the gentle rocking of the wagon, is unaware of the impending combat. Blissfully ignorant he dreams of lady badgers and a feast of strawberries.[sblock]Listen check (+3) to hear the melee and wake up[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="D20Dazza, post: 2302394, member: 4260"] [COLOR=RoyalBlue]"Filthy great lummoxes, 'ave atcha. C'mon boys a chance fer you greenies ta show us wotcha made orf"[/COLOR] Whitlok screams as he launches himself off the back of the wagon[COLOR=RoyalBlue] "Be ready ta bolt Marek, once ye sees an openin' go for it, we'll 'ang on as best we can"[/COLOR]. His Urgosh glints wetly in the soft light spilling from the hooded lantern affixed to the side wall of their conveyance. His heavily booted feet had hit the ground hard. His eyes widened in momentary concern as he takes in the sheer number of opponents. Wincing at the discomfort in his back he makes sure he has a secure hold on the haft of his mighty axe and takes a ready stance goading the ogres to break ranks and attack. [COLOR=RoyalBlue]"Ya filthy piece of orc exrement, ya mumma was a kobold and ya pappa was a stinkin' faery. Know wot that is do ya fick ed? Excrement? It's crap pal and that's wot we'se gonna do all over you".[/COLOR] [sblock]+4 AC versus Ogres (AC: 22); He's going to attempt to keep the wagon to his back to try and minimise their flanking opportunities; and to give himself a chance of catchin a ride if the wagon makes a break for it. He will keep one arm ready to try and hook on to the side of the wagon if it bolts. If he is attacked by more than one Ogre he will fight defensively. He is trying to target ogres 1, 4 and 5 with his taunts. His hope is that ogre 5 will come across to attack and open up a hole in their perimeter. [/sblock] Digga, lulled into a deep sleep by the gentle rocking of the wagon, is unaware of the impending combat. Blissfully ignorant he dreams of lady badgers and a feast of strawberries. [sblock]Listen check (+3) to hear the melee and wake up[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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