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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 4208444" data-attributes="member: 16069">Turn 10: “Nail ‘em up, that’s what I say.”Castle WhiterockBut is nowhere near fast enough, Grungarak is however- lightning fast, the Ranger’s greataxe swings and buries itself in the massive Orc’s gut, the force of the blow is incredible, the axe blade bites deep, smashes it’s way through several important organs and severs the creatures spine.And let me just say from a personal point of view, speaking as the DM, bugger… I mean, bugger- whose stupid idea was it to introduce “critical hits” to the game, Ikenvar, the enlarged Orc represented about the best the Slavers of the Iron Manacle have to offer, I mean… bugger. It wasn’t even close, Grungarak did about 42 damage with his greataxe, whose… I mean… bugger.Ikenvar the Iron Manacle’s leader folds like a pack of cards, now little more than a nasty smear on the stone floor, standing behind the huge Orc is another of the false monks, in fact one of the ones Grungarak had been chasing earlier.“I give in.” The monk, Brother Ralph, sinks to his knees and surrenders.“Good, may Kord have mercy on your dirty black soul, although I doubt it.” Ronnie strides over to Brother Ralph and rattles the poor guys head against the wall a few times, till the bloods flowing- Paladins, a law unto themselves.“Time for a few questions.” Gina steps close to Brother Ralph, who’s being tied up at the moment, very tightly by Grungarak, Twiglet continues to keep an eye out for movement beyond the chamber. Ronnie leers down at their prisoner, pointedly sharpens an already razor sharp dagger, making sure Brother Ralph gets the full effect.The Q&A session lasts for a little more than twenty minutes, Brother Trevor is brought through and questioned, as is Brother Beyond, the drunk false monk from the stables- the three prisoners sing like birds, the adventurers discover that the Iron Manacle Slavers are more-or-less no more, there are one or two members of the gang unaccounted for.“What d’ya reckon we’ll get?” Brother Trevor gulps up at Ronnie.“Hmm?”“Sentence? You’ll put a good word in for us wont you?”“Crucifiction, first time offence.” Ronnie spits on his comb and fluffs his moustache.“Crucifiction?” Brother Trevor screams, Brother Beyond gulps and then takes up the call.“Nail ‘em up, that’s what I say.” Ronnie states.“Crucifiction?” Brother Trevor gasps and sobs.“Nail some sense into them.” Ronnie calls over to Gina, and winks.Gina looks wary, gulps.Trevor and Beyond scrabble in the dirt at the Paladin’s feet.“Save us, save us- I’ve changed, seen the light-““I didn’t want to do it, I was brought up wrong, unable to tell-“Ronnie kicks the nearest of the pair in the stomach.“If I had my way we’d save the good citizens of Cillamar the bother, do it now- quick and clean, throats cut- watch you bleed to death.” Ronnie makes a slicing motion across Brother Trevor’s throat- the false monk feints away.“I know something else.” Brother Ralph has been quiet for a while, “I know something you don’t know, something you need to know… I know.”“Yes, we got that.” Gina wanders over, “now what is it that you know?”“Let me go and I’ll tell ya?”Gina looks at Ronnie, who shakes his head.“You’re going nowhere.”“Then my secret dies with me…”“Suits me.” Ronnie takes to cleaning his nails.The other two prisoners snivel on the floor, Brother Ralph stares hard at Gina, waiting for the Gnome to crack. It doesn’t take long.“What if it’s important?”“Hmm?”“What he knows.” Gina states.“Don’t care.” Ronnie gets back to his nails.“Look what’s it about?” Gina asks Brother Ralph.“There’s something down there, in Whiterock, waiting for you- I know what it is, I can warn you, so that you’re, you know, prepared- ready.” Brother Ralph states.Grungarak wanders over, plonks himself down in front of the prisoner, cups his massive hand under Brother Ralph’s chin, lifts his head so he can see into his eyes.“You mean Orcs.” Grungarak growls.Ralph tries to look away, but can’t.“Orcs, big Orcs- like me.”“No.” Ralph fights to be free of Grungarak’s grip.“Big Orcs that look exactly like me.”“I said no alright, no, not Orcs- something else, there’s something else down there.”Grungarak holds Ralph a little while longer, “You’re lying.”“I’m not, I’m not lying- you’re the liar, liar. Bastard Orc lia-“That’s the end of Ralph’s sentence as the air is suddenly gone from his system, the huge Half-Orc’s bicep crushing his windpipe, Ralph flails a while- his hands tied, unable to break the hold.It’s Gina that strides over, places her hand on Grungarak’s arm, and when the Half-Orc looks up, into the Gnome’s eyes, simply shakes her head- Grungarak looses his grip.Ralph chokes a little and then breaths again.“We will search the area, only for things of immediate danger- no risks, no wandering off, then back here, fortify this chamber in case of attack, then rest.”Twiglet looks around from the door, nods. Gina, who’s almost out of spells, nods too, that only leaves…“How, in Kord’s name, did you know there were Orcs here?” Ronnie is on his feet and looking menacing.“That’s my business.” Grungarak declares and stares hard at the Paladin.Eventually the Half-Orc blinks first, “I’ll lead the search, anyone else coming?”“Yep.” Twiglet nods.“Please.” Gina states, warily watching the maniac Paladin.“I’ll guard the prisoners then. Keep them safe.” Ronnie grins, behind him the prisoners look less sure.Thirty minutes later the three are back, and the prisoners are surprisingly well, and much calmer than before. Gina tells the tale.“There’s an underground complex, doesn’t look big- haven’t searched it as of yet, there must be a door in there that heads down, we did find a chest however, lots of money, and a key.” Grungarak thumps the chest onto the table.“There’s a fallen tower on the opposite side, and a dead monk there- didn’t like the look of that so we left it well alone.”Ronnie nods.“Twiglet found a centipede, it darted out of the rubble, there’s a ruin of a chapel over the other side, I think there’s a nest of the things in there.”“You kill it?” Ronnie nods towards Twiglet, the Dwarf shakes his head.“He didn’t get chance, a huge Hawk came screeching down from up high, ripped into the thing before Twiglet could get at it- quite a fight, particularly when the centipede stung the Hawk, it couldn’t get airborne again- another two of the centipedes came out and took it down- messy.” Gina finishes the tale.“That it?”“Yep.” Gina nods, “now we rest.”“There’s the tower too.” Twiglet adds, Ronnie nods again- stares at the back of Grungarak’s head as Gina starts to snore.And here endeth the second actual session of play.</blockquote>

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