Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

[Velenne]

Durgo runs until he reaches a crest or bluff beyond which the horn must have come. He orders a silent halt- luckily Bargo rammed him in the back; it would have been difficult making the halfbreed stop otherwise- and crouches low. The ogre grabs his bastard son by a collar and pulls him down as well.

Bringing his dwarvenskin sack and the Hag's pouch out in front of him, he gives them each an inspection while they wait for the scouts to return.

"Keep watch. Listen for dem elfies. Durgo need to plan..."

 

[Uriel]

Bringing his dwarvenskin sack and the Hag's pouch out in front of him, he gives them each an inspection while they wait for the scouts to return.

The Dwarfskin Bag seems to contain several Skulls, Dwarf, by the look of them.There are eight of them, each inscribed with Runes upon the brow, different and Arcane. Mojo...

The sack given by the Hag contains Rubies, lots of Rubies.

 

[Jeremy]

Bargo heels like a good dog but seethes. Bargo listen better if Durgo not eat him ears.

 

[ferretguy]

Ahh to be free......Damn!!!!What the....???Forlash manages to keep his new form flying after hitting that brick wall. Hearing the booming voice speaking and not understanding it he looks upon the largest humanoid he has ever seen. Shaken for a moment he thinks to take to the skys to move away, but seeing the fallen goblin horde he thinks that his ogre compainions would probably LOVE to take this good giant out of the way..
He shakily flys back toward the giant and does a quick circle around the giant looking for other surviving goblins..seeing none he lands at the Giants feet and changes into a dwarf. Ahh Thank The Stone ( )...I am Darilon of the Clan Everstone. Me and my fellow band we're looking to join up with you to defeat this evil on this land, but we were set upon not far from here by a large group of ogres. Our group is hard pressed and we could use your help defeating their foul stench....If you would but follow my band would be saved!Forlash then changes back to an eagle and circles around the Giant waiting for his reply...

OOC: hoping to lead the giant away to where the 2 ogres would be able to Kill this damn thing....with suprise that is...

 

[Uriel]

Ahh Thank The Stone ( )...I am Darilon of the Clan Everstone. Me and my fellow band we're looking to join up with you to defeat this evil on this land, but we were set upon not far from here by a large group of ogres. Our group is hard pressed and we could use your help defeating their foul stench....If you would but follow my band would be saved!Forlash then changes back to an eagle and circles around the Giant waiting for his reply...

OOC: hoping to lead the giant away to where the 2 ogres would be able to Kill this damn thing....with suprise that is...

OoC'oh...Bad Move, Dave. he can recognize Hag-Blood. this will be fun.You were doinf so well as an eagle, too...Goodbye Mr. Burton...
Your Bluff 14+er...-1 for Cha=13. His Sense Motive roll was a '20' +15=35.
As well, Polymorph doeasn't allow shifting back and forth from your own form to another. It's a one time/casting thing. If I am wrong (and I just read the spell),go ahead and point it out to me.

The Giant looks down at Forlash and smiles, saying 'Well, friend Dwarf. It is good that we met, else you may have proven treacherous in some manner and hindered the War Effort of the Legion. You go now to your Foul Dark Gods!'


Initiative

Forlash:16
Storm Giant:8

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[doghead]

Tsu'koka watches the strange band emerge. Orgres. Gnoll. A Dwarf and a Goblin. A strange band. But not one to be trifled with it looks like. Blood! Look at that sword. And that armour, Gold Dragon Scale!

Zuregath! Time to move.

Tsu'koka nudges Muzzel Caked with Blood forward with a sharp heel to the ribs. The great beast is easy to get down but harder to get up. Tsu'koka has always loved the feel of the might wolf surging to its feet as it does now. On soft paws they pad forwards.

But the party moves out as well. Altering his path to run parallel with them, he waits looks for an opportunity to present himself without being run through with a sword.

Eventually they come to an abrupt halt and squat. Tsu'koka closes the gap somewhat, slowing as he comes closer.

Close enough. Tsu'koka smiles.

A twist of his hand and a muttered word*. Tsu'koka points to the Orgre who was leading the group each of the others, then whispers, "For Zuregath. I'm Tsu'koka, Song Speaker of the Twisted Blade Riders. I would join you. Speak to me."

OOC: Cast Message (110', 10 min, targeted creatures can hear the whisper and may reply.)

 

[Velenne]

"For Zuregath. I'm Tsu'koka, Song Speaker of the Twisted Blade Riders. I would join you. Speak to me."

Durgo's head snaps up from examining runes on the dwarven skulls in his new pack. He looks around nervously, and then determines the source to be more mojo....stupid mojo.

He remembers the Song Speakers even in Zuregath's fold. As his eyes cast about suspiciously, he recalls their gift for heating the blood of those who hear their war chants. A Song Speaker, a War Chanter....or another elfie trick!?

"I am Durgo, Muragar and Gulgathan*. Come out."

OOC: *Gulgathan - Giant for "Protector", an honorific bestowed on the mightiest of Muragar, typically after slaying a dragon.

 

[doghead]

"Greetings Durgo, Muragar and Gulgathan. Look back and to your left."

Tsu'koka heels Blood out from the scrub which concealed them and towards the band at a walk. Once he is sure he has been seen, he pushes the wolf into an easy lope that quickly closes the distance between them.

Drawing up a little way back from the cliff edge, he orders the wolf down and dismounts. Feet on firm ground, he bows slightly to the Muragar. An acknowledgment of his position.

 

[Velenne]

Durgo leans around and watches the hobgoblin and its mount approach. Relaxing his white-knuckled grip on the Maul, he prepares himself to move quickly once the scouts have returned.

Durgo hurrumphs, "So you is Song Speaker. Good. You tell dem stories too, and Durgo sees your lash. Durgo's Captain, Varn... " the ogre pauses for a moment. He had not thought on his slain commander in some time and doing so now seems to raise his anger, "killed by elfie trick! But him give Durgo one last order. Must reach Castle Zuregath and find Shayman leader.

"How many over dis hill? What going on? You know, you tell, and we go after Durgo make plan."

 

[Jeremy]

Bargo's stomach growls as the hobbie comes out without any snacks. All his gobbies musta got eaten already... Bargo is impatient and still looks around for the source of that trumpet and the wonderful elfie lips that blew it. Elfie lips pop so nicely between your teeth when you fry them just right.