OrkJager

[FreeXenon]

Franky, Halfling Male, Lore keeper

"I just so happen to have a stick lass, so let's see if I can't make that a present for ye." Dagmar shakes the bear blood off his spear. "Aye we are ready to go back to the orkhunt."

Franky smiles at the dwarfs words and his hand motions to the path ahead. "Shall we?"
Franky looks to Fortin, and then to Percy and the caravaners for their reaction and disposition...

Franky walks beside Koric for bit as they start out again and says "I have know Keepers that could heal like that. One day I will be able to as well and you will be able to save Pelor's grace for combatting these acursed orks." He smiles assuredly at that, pats Koric on the arm, and then mounts the pony to ride near Felicity with his crossbow in hand.

 

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Franky smiles at the dwarfs words and his hand motions to the path ahead. "Shall we?"
Franky looks to Fortin, and then to Percy and the caravaners for their reaction and disposition...

"By all means, let us continue" says Fortin, who has been awaiting everyone else's readiness.

 

[Wilphe]

"Let's move on. Aint doing any good brooding here," as the group moves off he throws a question at Lindal, "How far ahead do you reckon they are?"

 

[Harvey]

Koric, Half-Orc Cleric of Pelor

Koric looks a little sad as Felicity breaks out in anger. Such a shame that such a lovely young elven woman should have seen such troubles in her day.

"I just so happen to have a stick lass, so let's see if I can't make that a present for ye." Koric chuckles as Dagmar's comment seems to deflate the anger present. Ah, Dagmar speaks true. What one of us would not do for her... or for Franky. They stay side by side with us, though they cannot wield a spear like Dagmar or a sword like Percy. Funny, it seems the two of them have become the heart and soul of this little group. At that, he muses over the rest of the group. It must be with Pelor's blessings that all us lost souls seem to have found each other. As he scans the party, his eyes come to rest on Heinrich's men. Now, if only we can make sure to keep these foolish men alive.

"I have know Keepers that could heal like that. One day I will be able to as well and you will be able to save Pelor's grace for combatting these acursed orks."

Koric grins as Franky addresses him. "Fear not, my good friend. I am too lucky that Pelor has granted me his abilities to heal... and a good right arm as well" he says with a grin. "Though the great Pelor limits my abilities until I prove myself more worthy in his name, and as such, I can only heal a few times a day. So any aide you would be able to give would be appreciative."

As Franky mounts his steed, Koric walks over to Felicity. "Friend Felicity... I feel I should offer you apologies. I fear that I might have struck at that bear a might too quickly. I have a touch too much of... *grumbles* orc's blood... in my veins, and I sometimes tend to strike without seeing another way. I hope that, with your graces, I will not be so quick to strike what might have been an innocent creature in the future. I ask your forgiveness."

As the rest begin to move out, Koric begins as well. "Lead on, O tracker!" he shouts to Lindal.

 

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Felicity's hardened grimace softens a bit at Koric's words. "No friend Koric, it is not you I rage against. That poor bear, she was used against us, enraged by the Orcs or twisted by one of their shaman. We were given no choice. You were right to act as swiftly as you did."

She idly pats Franky's pony as he draws near, rubbing its nose. "The day is still young! The Orcs will slow some in the light of the sun. If we hurry, we might yet fall upon them before the day ends! Let us hurry!" She gives Franky's pony a light slap and sets off at an easy, graceful gait, eager to bring to the Orcs a reckoning with the Green power burning within her.

 

[Voadam]

Felicity's hardened grimace softens a bit at Koric's words. " You were right to act as swiftly as you did."

"Aye lad, a sure strike against beasties attacking us is a thing to be proud of. And it is appreciated."

 

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Fortin Human Fighter1

"I agree. When nearly anything charges at you, only a fool would hold back his strike without overriding reason. The fact that the bear was not really mad at us was not reason, because it was still enraged- and we were here. Though unfortunate, it was more than likely us or her. Those were well-struck blows all around. It is indeed good to know that you are all trusty in a fight."

 

[Harvey]

Koric, Half-Orc Cleric of Pelor

"And you fought bravely as well, my newfound friend!" Koric replies to Fortin. "Very well... thanks for your understanding, all..." Koric says, with a slight blush on his face, embarassed for having brought up the topic. Eager to change the topic, Koric shouts "so we ride... er, and walk!"

Koric is all geared up and ready to go, and takes pace behind Lindal, though keeping a far enough distance so that he does not impede his fellow half-orc's tracking skills.

 

[Voadam]

Dagmar tramps along at his solid dwarven pace, his scale mail clanging with every step.

 

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"And you fought bravely as well, my newfound friend!" Koric replies to Fortin.

Fortin nods his head in thanks at the compliment, a little unsure of himself suddenly. He is rather relieved to have the subject switched, and turns all his attention to the march.