The Red Hand of Doom!!

[hero4hire]

Duroin arrives back with the group in short order. Nothing is pursuing him.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil, Sorcerer 6, Hp: 25/25

"Duroin -- what in the hells did you see?" Virashil says quickly as she spies the dwarf return.

 

[Rhun]

Duroin pops out of the brush, a slight smile on his face. "It's a giant, not to doubt. More than double my hieght, and lean, with green hair. It could certainly be one of those forest giants we heard about" The dwarf pauses to brush twigs and leaves off of his shoulders before continuing. "He's old, and ready to die. Might be that his mind is starting to go, as well. No danger for us, unless we go seeking it."

The dwarf pauses again. "He had a familiar tatoo...a frowning tusked mouth. It seemed familiar, but for the life of me I can't place it."

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil, Sorcerer 6, Hp: 25/25

"Was he just sitting on the trail, or did the trail end and he had some sort of campsite?"

"Do you think he was hostile? I'm wondering if he could be an ally in the destruction of a bridge -- since he's giant and all."

"Anyway, if we don't want to bother, then lets get a move on towards the bridge and see who or what this Ozzyrrendrion fellow is who is holding it."

 

[Rhun]

"The trail ends at his campsite. Its at the base of a large hill. There are some ruins which look to have once been a fortress. The giant appears to be using the ruins as a dwelling. He has a firepit, and is roasting a boar of some type." The dwarf shrugs his shoulders. "I'm not sure he is hostile, but I don't think he is altogether sane, either, based on his mutterings. He seems to be alone, though. We could approach him and ask for his aid, knowing that we may need to put him down if he doesn't react favorably." Duroin shrugs again, and adjusts his helm.

 

[ethandrew]

"More than twice your height isn't hard to do," Kirrg grins from above the dwarf. "I have heard of my kind teaming with giants in the past to raid together, but we never did it, never needed to. There is no malice between our kind." He sheathes his blade, immediately missing its warmth and security. "If we meet him and talk to him, it would take what? Maybe an hour out of our day? That's a worthy distraction, especially if he has kin around who could help us as well. I say we go down, no weapons drawn, palms up in peace, offering conversation and friendship. That's my vote," he emphasizes by nodding his head once sharply.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Sir Jonathan

Sir Jonathan sheathes his blade as well. "If the giant is indeed old and insane, he will matter little to a group of hobgoblins bent on domination. He could be of great use to us though. I think the both of you are right, we should offer him solace from the army, in exchange for helping us destroy or at least block the bridge."

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil, Sorcerer 6, Hp: 25/25

"I'm fine with approaching the giant then. Especially, since I don't need a blade in my hand to be destructive." She grins an evil grin -- then laughs.

"Anyone would be helpful when trying to destroy a bridge."

"Jonathan, you should probably do the talking, if it speaks common. Actually -- who speaks giant?"

 

[Rhun]

Duroin punches Kirrg in the gut as the half-orc cracks his short joke, and then turns to face Jonathon and Virashil. "The giant speaks common. Just be on your guard. He may be old and possibly infirm, but he still looks as though he can dish out the damage."

 

[ethandrew]

Kirrg doubled over at the punch, whether from the blow to the gut or laughter was unsure for his face showed both. Finally he stands up grinning, his youthful face showing the joy that had been absent during their whole stressful endeavor since their illfated ambush on their way to the Witchwood. "I am excited. This should be interesting. I've never met a giant before."