Hairy Minotaur
Explorer
The trunk flies down at Rebrey, slamming into his head. Rebrey sees the red eyes of the monster, hears the guttural laugh of the beast, and the smell of damp pine fills his nostrils. Then the world becomes a swirl of darkening colors and of ringing ears, until all that's left is blackness. Alriand couldn't see the blow from behind the monster, but she heard it. For a second she hoped the blow missed Rebrey, unfortunately the only sound remaining was that of the monster, probably gloating it's soon-to-be victory. Alriand shakily stands, puts her hands on her knees, spits out some blood through the newly created gap in her mouth, grabs her last dagger, and shouts at the beast.
"Hey, free swinger. You forgot one, get over her and finish the job." Alriand spits at the monster.
"Errg?" The beast turns to face Alriand, smiling broadly. It whips a fist out at the elf, it's long arms easily covering the distance between them. Startled but still aware enough to duck the blow, Alriand starts to back away, hoping that her cobweb addled mind could clear itself enough to come up with a decent plan.
The beast raises the small tree at the retreating elf, takes a deep breath and begins to bring the tree to bear against Alriand, however a sharp pain shoots through it's left shoulder. Throwing it's attack wildly to the left, the beast cries out in pain and grabs at it's left shoulder finding nothing there.
"Next time you attack someone, make sure they're dead before you move on to your next victim." Tharhack tells the beast. "Fortunately I happen to have space in my classroom to teach you this lesson myself."
Alriand didn't know why the beast missed, or why it dropped the tree club, only that it seemed to be preoccupied with something behind it. she kept backing away, hoping to come across some shrubs or tree cover to hide behind. Though she still doesn't trust the situation enough to turn her back on the beast and make a run for it.
Bleeding and breathing heavy and slow. The beast begins to cry, dropping down to it's knees, staring blankly at it's left shoulder. "Prepare to meet thy maker." Tharhack pulls his greatsword back and ends the monster's life.
Alriand about to turn and run for it anyway, hears Tharhack's voice and pauses. Taking a long look at where the beast had been, she sees Tharhack give the beast a right and a left head. Shouting on the inside, Alriand lowers her blade and shuffles back up to Tharhack with a smile on her face. Tharhack turns and kneels next to Rebrey, administering a cure light wounds, Tharhack brings Rebrey back to consciousness. Alriand stops abruptly at the foot of the monster, and watches the form change from that of an eight foot tall creature to that of the halfling she had met last night, except of course he is now missing an arm.
"Ohhh, I vote that logging be banned in this forrest." Rebrey manages. "How bad am I?"
"Well, you'll live but you've suffered a nasty concussion, and unfortunately I cannot remove the effects of it. It's too early to tell what kind of problems you'll be having." Tharhack tells him.
Tharhack places his backpack behind Rebrey's head. "Rest here, I'm going to go start another fire." Tharhack tells Rebrey.
"Hey Tharhack, did you see this?" Alriand says while kicking the dead halfling. She notices a small gem drop off of the halfling, and onto the ground. Glowing softly in the rainy night Alriand is drawn to it's beauty, bending down to pick it up, she's startled by the sudden appearance of a blade in her path.
"Stop right there." Tharhack demands of Alriand. "Obviously foul magic is afoot, and until I rule out that gem, you're not going to hold it."
Alriand stares down Tharhack, thinking about calling his bluff, but acquiesces and backs off. Rebrey sits up, wobbles, and plops back down on his makeshift pillow. Tharhack picks up the gem himself and places it in his belt pouch, Alriand watches Tharhack closely, paying particular attention to which pouch Tharhack puts the gem in. Tharhack then tells Alriand to hurry up and retrieve some dry firewood if she wants to be kept warm the rest of the night. Alriand walks off in a huff to get more firewood. Tharhack picks up Rebrey and carries him back to base of the cliff, he then looks up to verify that the kobold is still tethered to the tree Tharhack tied him to.
Meanwhile, a small bird silently watches Alriand pass below it's perch. It's stare filled with hate, as it dives into the air to initiate plan B, It gives a loud caw over Alriand as it passes. Relishing the three foot jump the elf made at the sound. Back at the camp another set of eyes is watching Tharhack closely, for they also seek the prize in Tharhack's pouch.
"Hey, free swinger. You forgot one, get over her and finish the job." Alriand spits at the monster.
"Errg?" The beast turns to face Alriand, smiling broadly. It whips a fist out at the elf, it's long arms easily covering the distance between them. Startled but still aware enough to duck the blow, Alriand starts to back away, hoping that her cobweb addled mind could clear itself enough to come up with a decent plan.
The beast raises the small tree at the retreating elf, takes a deep breath and begins to bring the tree to bear against Alriand, however a sharp pain shoots through it's left shoulder. Throwing it's attack wildly to the left, the beast cries out in pain and grabs at it's left shoulder finding nothing there.
"Next time you attack someone, make sure they're dead before you move on to your next victim." Tharhack tells the beast. "Fortunately I happen to have space in my classroom to teach you this lesson myself."
Alriand didn't know why the beast missed, or why it dropped the tree club, only that it seemed to be preoccupied with something behind it. she kept backing away, hoping to come across some shrubs or tree cover to hide behind. Though she still doesn't trust the situation enough to turn her back on the beast and make a run for it.
Bleeding and breathing heavy and slow. The beast begins to cry, dropping down to it's knees, staring blankly at it's left shoulder. "Prepare to meet thy maker." Tharhack pulls his greatsword back and ends the monster's life.
Alriand about to turn and run for it anyway, hears Tharhack's voice and pauses. Taking a long look at where the beast had been, she sees Tharhack give the beast a right and a left head. Shouting on the inside, Alriand lowers her blade and shuffles back up to Tharhack with a smile on her face. Tharhack turns and kneels next to Rebrey, administering a cure light wounds, Tharhack brings Rebrey back to consciousness. Alriand stops abruptly at the foot of the monster, and watches the form change from that of an eight foot tall creature to that of the halfling she had met last night, except of course he is now missing an arm.
"Ohhh, I vote that logging be banned in this forrest." Rebrey manages. "How bad am I?"
"Well, you'll live but you've suffered a nasty concussion, and unfortunately I cannot remove the effects of it. It's too early to tell what kind of problems you'll be having." Tharhack tells him.
Tharhack places his backpack behind Rebrey's head. "Rest here, I'm going to go start another fire." Tharhack tells Rebrey.
"Hey Tharhack, did you see this?" Alriand says while kicking the dead halfling. She notices a small gem drop off of the halfling, and onto the ground. Glowing softly in the rainy night Alriand is drawn to it's beauty, bending down to pick it up, she's startled by the sudden appearance of a blade in her path.
"Stop right there." Tharhack demands of Alriand. "Obviously foul magic is afoot, and until I rule out that gem, you're not going to hold it."
Alriand stares down Tharhack, thinking about calling his bluff, but acquiesces and backs off. Rebrey sits up, wobbles, and plops back down on his makeshift pillow. Tharhack picks up the gem himself and places it in his belt pouch, Alriand watches Tharhack closely, paying particular attention to which pouch Tharhack puts the gem in. Tharhack then tells Alriand to hurry up and retrieve some dry firewood if she wants to be kept warm the rest of the night. Alriand walks off in a huff to get more firewood. Tharhack picks up Rebrey and carries him back to base of the cliff, he then looks up to verify that the kobold is still tethered to the tree Tharhack tied him to.
Meanwhile, a small bird silently watches Alriand pass below it's perch. It's stare filled with hate, as it dives into the air to initiate plan B, It gives a loud caw over Alriand as it passes. Relishing the three foot jump the elf made at the sound. Back at the camp another set of eyes is watching Tharhack closely, for they also seek the prize in Tharhack's pouch.
