At Stormchaser's jest, Windrunner looks at Stormchaser solemnly and gets up. The chairs will have to do as crude weapons. Windrunner is apparently coming out of his shell, speaking twice in the last few minutes. That or after several weeks, he is warming up to the others. We need someone who can speak to these warriors, an orator. We need to whip them into a frenzy. If they fear death at the demons hands, then should be a welcome alternative.
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DemonAtheist
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Jultahk looks up from his work, his hands idle for the first time. His face loses its hard edge and softens into one of what might be resignation.
We cannot overpower the guards with legs of chairs and spines of books. We need steel. The only time the guards give us our equipment is before a match ... it seems the only time we could do something is then.
We cannot overpower the guards with legs of chairs and spines of books. We need steel. The only time the guards give us our equipment is before a match ... it seems the only time we could do something is then.
taitzu52
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"Jultahk is right.", says Throk as he works the stiffness out of his arm. He gets to his feet and begins to pace the floor. "But blast it, they only pull us out two at a time usually. Do you think we can hope for a five to one slaughter-fest? That would be grand, but......ah, the fates are against us this time" Throk puts his back to the cell wall and sinks to the floor with his hands in his face and pitifuly wails, "And I never learned how to read!!"
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Eldin waves his hands in a shielding motion in front of him as the other reavh for weapons. "Hold on, slow it down a bit. Let's not group the guards on the enemy side right away..." He lowers his voice, and his mouth curls upward ever-so-slightly, his dark eyes blazingly bright in the dim light, ""...we should try to get as many on our side as possible. We're not sure how well Bloodstone can control this demon...if the guards begin to lose faith in Bloodstone's leadership..."
Krug
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"That would be waiting to die," says Stormchaser. "There are two guards. We are eight against two. Even a goblin can appreciate these odds. When they come for us... we can try grabbing their weapons or hand to hand combat. Or for us Taurens," he points to his horns, "we have more ways of fighting!"
DemonAtheist
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DemonAtheist
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Jultahk stands, his presence felt fully in the room. His shoulders and chest are well defined, and scars line his body, some nicks and some gashes. He raises his arms and leans back, his vertebrae cracking loudly in the momentary silence. As he does this, what could only be described as a suppressed roar erupts from his opened mouth. He rocks his neck once in each direction. His arms fall to his sides and he heaves a sigh. He moves behind Stormchaser and takes out his hidden stache of herbs.
Your back will heal. Lucky it went no farther than your skin. As to the guards ... we can k1ll one or two, but that would be as far as we could get and our lives would be spent before the demon even arrived here. Maybe the Elf is right. if we can convince a few guards to aid us we would be much better off. Who knows, perhaps even get some weapons.
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Your back will heal. Lucky it went no farther than your skin. As to the guards ... we can k1ll one or two, but that would be as far as we could get and our lives would be spent before the demon even arrived here. Maybe the Elf is right. if we can convince a few guards to aid us we would be much better off. Who knows, perhaps even get some weapons.
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the herbs don't do anything magical, i just wanted them as a touch of imagery
Windrunner looks at Stormchaser. His deep baratone voice booming out into the silence. Still conflicted about the coming struggle. Rushing head first only does so much. However, we have the odds. We need to be all together on this. We will only have one chance, it will be impossible for a backup plan. Even swaying guards to our side will take a moment or two. We may not have even that.
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Krug
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Stormchaser is frustrated, briefly clashing his horns with Windrunners. He turns to the Orcs. "Are these trolls? Do not trolls owe a debt to Orcs for it was Thrall who saved them from perishing? That may at least distract them... for a while. We shall try that method, but if not.... harsher means will be necessary."
Rayex
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In the cells
Overhearing your discussion, the tauren healer called Naith responds. "Of all in this cell, I have been here longest. I have seen several atempts of what you suggest, but who is to say it will not work this time? As for the trolls owing anything to Thrall, remember that these are not Darkspear trolls, they are still back home..." his voice fades away.
Overhearing your discussion, the tauren healer called Naith responds. "Of all in this cell, I have been here longest. I have seen several atempts of what you suggest, but who is to say it will not work this time? As for the trolls owing anything to Thrall, remember that these are not Darkspear trolls, they are still back home..." his voice fades away.
