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He looks briefly to Mal...
Note to you, good sir. Bleeding out on the ground doesn't make for a good spot to try to intimidate someone. Try something else. Like this.
With his last line, Falk lifts Carsys above his head, looking directly at Bledso, the fire in his eyes... He plants his right foot and takes off in a speeding run of pure dwarven rage.
GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
As he reaches Bledso, he brings down the hammer once again, directly upon his poor orcish skull.
The overall effect is amazing. The mad midget blasts off with mighty speed toward Bledso, whose eyes go wide, part with amusement, part with wonder. And then the blow lands. For a moment, all is still and onlookers hush with expectant awe. It seems as if Falk simply ran
through the orc, or maybe between its legs. But when the blood begins to flow, it finally becomes obvious what has happened: the dwarf DID run the orc through, actually separating torso from waist. Bledo's upper body teeters for a second, then tips over along Falk's head, flips end over end, and lands head first at its own feet, which also crumple and collapse on the disguisting pile of flesh and bone formerly known as Bledso.
Smash, for his part, is near frozen with fear, as are others in the crowd. A few dash off, likely to spread the word of what just happened: Captain Kvatch and his personal guard are all dead at the hands of the non-orc-newcomers. But others start to cheer, and a roar of excitement begins to engulf the onlookers. Smash, zombie-like, simply walks over to bloody Mal and lifts him up from the fallen Kvatch. Then, servant-like, he kneels on both knees and puts his nose to the dirt at Mal's feet. Coughing, he struggles with King's. "I yours now. Others too. We's
sharvik. What's you wants me do?" Smash is still wounded from your original battle w/ Kvatch, not to mention the large portion of his scalp showing from where Kvatch ripped his hair away.
Surgeon, always interested in the recently fallen, takes in a good look at Kvatch. His eye patch has flipped up, exposing what appears to be a large black opal set in a ruined eye socket. Maybe it was used to intimidate others? Or just a good hiding place for personal treasure? In addition, obvious to both Surgeon and Ches, Kvatch's armor, while mostly a patchwork of plate and scale armors scavanged likely from fallen kills, resonates with arcane powers.
| GM: | More to follow this after a response or two from the party...but feel free to direct the story, too. Remember, your discussions with Stump were basically interrupted by this fight. |
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