Doc stepped out of the fireplace and strode forth, firing his gun at the giant. Though his bullets were magical in nature, they behaved like bullets: One struck the giant just over his eyebrow, and the bullet grazed off, leaving a bloody welt. The second hit a metal utensil tucked in a pocket of the giant's leather apron. This one made a lout
ping! and careened off with a spark. A ghostly apparition appeared and flew into an orc, who was struggling with one of the wolves, and his eyes went wide in pain and panick.
Duvrael invisibly (though not stealthily) crossed the room. When he got to the northern wood-pile, it was evident that the two surrendered orcs there knew that some invisible thing was nearby them. However, they had know idea what it was, and they cowered from it, so far still acting as obedient non-combatants.
Inside the little bed-room, the cook's wife rummaged under her bed and produced a few rocks about the size of a man's head. She held them under one arm while she threw one at the Colonel, yelling (in giant)
::I'd squash yoo ugly smallie, but the stains won't evah come out! Git! Git oudda here!"
The rock struck the Colonel squarely, and almost bowled him over.
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Doc did 18 to HG Chef and 3 to Orc9; HG Schlub (wife) did 13 to Colonel
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