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Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

After glaring sharply at Wekerak, Sellanais looks to the goblins and answers.

"He is believed to be dead, yes. He fell in battle, though his actual fate is not known to us. We are returning to Myrach now, we should learn more if we meet with any of the other survivors."

She watches disinterested as the shaman tends to Varn's wounds, then walks away after the hobgoblin finishes speaking to the ogre.

As everybody eats, she finds a relatively secluded spot, sits down, and rests.
 

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Wekerak returns Midnight Fang's glare with a look of frank appraisal, eyes lingering on the choicest cuts. Then he silently licks his fingers clean of marrow.
 
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Durgo had fought beside many warriors, but none, not even his father, were as proud or mighty as the hobgoblin Varn. Everyone was afraid of Varn, even Ravarg did what he said.

"Varn need healing! Him alive! " Feeling a tugging, the ogre frantically looks down and sees the Captain trying to speak. He eagerly bends low to hear, mumbling something weakly Giant. The ogre's distress at seeing his Captain laid low is obvious to all.
 

Varn grasped Durgo by the arm, pulling him down. For long moments the Captain whispered something into Durgo's ear,with the Ogre showing a range of emotions that went from sadness,to rage, to sadness again and finally a look of Shock.
Finally, Durgo stood, and Captain Varn fell back to the ground.
Urfgak moved forward, bending downand checking Varn's chest.
Standing, he addressed the group.
'Captain Rogur Varn is no more. As I served his Father before him, so will I serve him in his Death. I will take Varn back to our Village, where his son will take up his Family Blade, perhaps he will succeed where Varn could not.'
Urfgak sighs heavily, then begins looking through his Packs and Satchels, arranging piles of supplies and small bottles and vials.

The Hulk-Riders, conferring amongst themselves, return, a look of consternation on ther faces.
'If Great Zuregath really Dead and Captain Dead, who pay us? We help, help we will, but our children need to eat too.' In the background, several of the umber hulks have moved off to seal the Holes that you all came through, thoug these must be a mile back or so at this point.


Urfgak raises his face, a look of resignation upon it. Fishing a small pouch from his jerkin, the Shaman tosses it at the Goblin's feet, where it opens, spilling a handful of small emeralds upon the ground.
Urfgak says There is payment to see these others to the edge of the woods, or wherever they may want to go. For me, it is a different path.'

Urfgak looks to you all again 'I will wait until Mid of night, so that I may heal you all as much as possible. After that our paths will diverge, though I hope that yours leads you where you need to go, by the safest route. The Shaman looks meaningfully at Durgo at this, if but for a moment.
 
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Valrack snorts at the news before climbing down from Hex's saddle. He accepts a bit of horsemeat from the goblin butchers before squating down to inspect the elf wizard's treasures. He paws through the bag searching for anything of interest even as he chews the bloody horse meat, ocasionally allowing Kithcor to lick the blood from his fingers.
 

As the others disperse, Kurg returns Bargo's smile with one of his own, his muzzle splitting to reveal two rows of razor edged teeth before he moves away. He idly takes a piece of raw meat from one of the goblins and chews it as he makes his way to a removed part of the tunnel, preparing a small shrine from materials in his pack to commence his evening prayers, using his remaining healing magic to ensure that he will be at full strength when the time comes to move on.

If I have anything left to give, I will have to see who is both injured and potentially useful ebfore I give them Yeenoghu' favor...

OOC: Casting my remianing healing spells until I'm as close to full HP as possible. I have 3 Cure Light wounds, 2 Cure Moderate Wounds, and 1 more Cure Serious. I realize now that I didn't give you a spell list. Shall I put one on the OOC thread?
 

OoC:That would be fine, post it for your 'next day's spells.
Still waiting on Velenne, as his actions reflect which direction things go. Velenne, hopefully you recieved the email regarding Varn's Dying Words? I will edit this once I see a response.

IC: Kurg finds a small, out of the way place for his Shrine, chewing on Sweet elf meat as he does so. SUmmonig Yeenoghu's Strength Krug heals his wounds, watching with satisfaction as they close and mend.

OoC:Cure Light Wounds for13,Cure Lights Wounds for 11,healed. Let me know who else you will help and in what order.
 
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The great ogre Gulgathan -the Tribal Protector- stands as much as his great frame will allow for. His wipes his face, streaked with blood, sorrow and sweat, with the back of his hand. He begins mumbling some kind of mantra to himself, eyes closed hard, head bobbing to some kind of rhythem in the words before giving one final nod. He eyes return to the corpse of his Captain and it seems he has made peace with the death.

Once more Durgo squats down and pulls something from Varn's person: several maps which he unfolds and inspects in the dim light.

"Hmm.....long way....we go North. No to hags, no to gobby city...middle," a thick, calloused finger demarkates a point at the edge of the forest between the swamps and the sacked goblin city.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, I've been graduating from college and it's been a hectic weekend indeed with family in town! :D
 

Finishing his meat Valrack pockets the valuables and potions from the sachel and stands holding a red spell book. He cuffs Hex and scolds her "The key is missing, now I will have to risk harming the contents to get it open, mut."

Hex looks up at Valrack, plaintively whines "Demon was there...maybe Demon find key?" She then tucks her rotting Muzzle underneath her
scabrous paws in a show of obesquience.

Valrack sorts in responce then looks about for tiefling. "Perhaps you found a key to fit this lock on the elf wizard corpse, yes?" asks Valrack.
 
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Urfgak the Shaman, upon Mid of night, regains his Power, healing all present, using most of his Magic to do so.

OoC:All Healed as in OoC Thread

Afterwards, the Shaman bids you all Luck in whatever endeavor that you labor in, and safe passage in escaping back to Myrach or to wherever you go...

Pulling forth a small Ruby, Urfgak drops it, you all watching as it hits the groud, and shatters, releasing a swirling mass of red dust. The Dustcloud envelops Urfgak and Captain Varn, causing them to shimmer and glow for a brief second, the they are gone.

A half an hour later, 2 more Hulk-Riders burrow into the tunnel, and, after a brief discussion with Hurgar, turn and dig back into the Earth. Hurgar approaches Durgo 'So, Payment sent back to our Town. We take you wherever you want, mber hulks good bodyguards, sense Danger. Where you go now, ogre?' The Goblin Hulk-Riders await your direction.

OoC:Please post New Spells etc in the OoC thread.
 

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