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Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

Wekerak smirks and waits quietly for All Hell to Break Loose.

As soon as it does, he tumbles behind the giant and puts his knife to work, aiming for sinews and tendons with evry blow.

OOC: delay until the giant is engaged, tumble to flank, sneak attack.
 

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Bargo scratches his head where the chunk of stone smashed him, "Hunh? Bargo no get. You big enough, ugly enough... You gonna join us like bug-eyed thing?"
 
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Durgo seethed until he heard the voice of the giant. Then he grew very still. Slowly, his head swiveled until he could see it in the corner of his eye, challenging him. His lips part in a wicked smile made all the more menacing by his yellow teeth and scarred face.

While known for being a powerful and fearsome foe, the ogre could rarely be named an honorable one. Reaching into his belt pouch, he withdraws a tiny (by ogrish standards) vial and pours its contents onto his tongue. A silvery liquid beings to ooze down his body from the top of his head, coalescing at his mud-encrusted boots. As it does, the ogre disappears. All that remains is his dark, low chuckle echoing down the endless hall.

OOC: Drinking the potion of invisibility and waiting. Durgo's next action is to charge down the hall and lay into the giant with everything he's got: Full PA + RA + Charge Attack: +14 (2d6+57) (AC drops to 17), moving right up onto the giant- reach be damned.
 

Seeing the Giant, Forlash begings to back away from the Armored Foe(?). As he does so he reaches into his belt for a yellow liquid filled vial. Uncorking the vial he drinks the liquid, feeliing the bitter cold liquid drain down his throat. His short and twisted figure begins to shift and become blurred to normal vision.

OOC: backing up 10 feet and drinking Blur potion.
 

Midnight Fang moves off to the right, positioning herself so as to duck behind a column, or charge as the need arises.

The Giant moves not an inch, though the Helm lights up with a pale purple fire, the eyes of the Fiend glowing brighter still.








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Bargo looks at the giant and growls, "What? You deaf or stupid? You join Bargo or what?" Bargo unlimbers his sword to teach the giant with the big words that Bargo is the strongest there is.
 

Looking at the Giant, Forlash thinks this may not be one of the times to fight.... Hold Burgo and Dargo....while this one does stand in our way, we are also in his. Fighting this Knight may avail us not to our goal.
 


The Giant orientes on Bargo, though his face is obscured 'I would join you no sooner than I would join any other of the false Iron Kings, imbecilic pawn of Dead Zuregath. Stand aside or I shall kill you where you stand. Unless you wish to Challenge me? Time enough to kill you I have, I think, ere I return to my business.'
 

Uriel said:
'I would join you no .... I would join any ... Kings, ... Zuregath. ... I ... kill you where you stand. Unless you ... Challenge me? ... kill you I have ...'

Bargo stands there confused as the thing talks and talks and talks with big words when suddenly there are many thundering foot steps and a huge crash of steel on steel.

((OOC: Shouldn't Durgo's invis-o-charge be nailing him at some point? :D))
 

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