Leif's AD&D 1E Game [IC 01]

[steeldragons]

Ellydd thoroughly enjoys their initial trek through the idyllic [sounding] woods. He is less enamored of the aggressive bugs, but does his best not to swat away rather than squish [if he can help it]. He offers silent prayers to Ehlonna for her wooded beauty and his group's continued safety in her wooded arms as the group sets to camp/rest. He will offer to share some bread and cheese with his new found fellows, in thanks to the green goddess.

 

[Leif]

Resting in the Woods -- Approaching Footsteps & Voices

As you rest and refresh yourselves, you hear the sounds of approaching crashes, trampling steps, and voices. It doesn't take long for you to determine that another logging party will soon pass near to your present position. These sounds are also different, however, for some of the voices do not sound human: "Good work today! We thank the hoo-man! We meet here again tomorrow and work more -- we like make trees crash down," says a decidedly orcish voice.

 

[Helfdan]

Girion Valtar

The green-cloaked man snarls as he rolls to his feet and quickly readies his bow and nocks an arrow. He speaks in a gruff whisper. "Orc loggers? Perhaps legitimate, but I doubt it. Best ready yourselves."

 

[steeldragons]

Ellydd, similarly, gets up, nocks his short bow, and puts his back to a tree opposite the direction from which Girion indicates the tramping and voices are approaching.

 

[Leif]

Resting in the Woods -- Approaching Footsteps & Voices

OOC: Waiting for posts about what Riel and Gorash are doing.

 

[Falariel]

Leif's AD&D 1E game [IC 01]

Looking around, Riel quickly finds a darkened spot in which to conceal himself, hand on his sword.

He waits in hiding for a chance to strike, if necessary.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Orc scum.
Gorash says as he hold his weapon tightly.

 

[Leif]

Resting in the Woods -- Approaching Footsteps & Voices

"Oh, so now we Orc scum?"
"I did not speak those words, there must be someone else hiding around in these woods."
"You good friend when there work to be done by strong Orcish backs, but now me sees what you really thinks. Your mother was a Dwarf and your she mated with a jackass!"

All hear the sounds of knives being drawn, and the belligerents begin to slowly circle each other.

 

[Helfdan]

Girion steps from behind the tree, his longbow drawn and aimed towards the duelists. "Drop those knives!" He orders in a gruff voice. "We wish no killing today, but we must know your purpose here!"

 

[steeldragons]

Ellydd will reveal himself as well, pointing his nocked arrow toward whomever is armed and nearest the "hoo-man". He will remain silent, letting the wilderness hardened ranger do the talking...but wanting to present some show of "force" to the orcs (instead of one individual).