[UaVS] The Silver Door IC

IC: "Alliance with a troll, the drow are more insane than i thought! Gods only know what the priestess has in store for that creature" he thinks to himself. The ogre spits blue/black blood on the ground in the direction of the trapped creature. "Best to slaughter that beast before it turns mistress. Troll's are notoriously known for their lust for food and flesh when they are all out of options. Who knows how long it will be before this piece of flesh turns on us for it's own lust for blood. Slaughter it now while it's helpless and save us the trouble of keeping an eye on it, we have other things to do besides babysit a green monster. If it wants to prove loyalty send it after Vitrene and bring back his head to show that it is truley loyal to you oh great and mighty mistress." The ogre speaks whilst wiping the blood off his flamberge and polishing it to a keen, never taking his eyes off his sword.

"Yes kill it and have it kill you in turn while it struggles to get free, complete the circle and let me be bathe in your blood..."he mumbles under his breath.
 

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"You mongrel dare call me a beast? Come closer, halfbreed, and experience my hunger first hand. Let us see which monster will be killed, you with that little stick of yours or me fighting with my bare hands." He flexes his claws menacingly, then shrugs and turns to Enraela.
"If you will allow me, mistress, I would demonstrate my prowess in battle against this little beast of yours."


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ooc: If there is a duel, Nurthrak will try to bring his enemy into negative HPs and unconciousness. He doesn't really want to kill the ogre because of the negative repercussions that would likely have with the group, but accidents do happen... ;)

If there is not a duel, a much more sensible and likely thing, he will go and retrieve his equipment, breaking the chest holding it if necessary.
 

OOC: Is the troll still tied up?


IC: The half-ogre hears the wailings of the beast and finishes detailing his sword. "As you can hear oh wise and great mistress, the beast is desperate to get free and will claim wild boasting to free itself from bondage and attempt to disrupt our expedition. We have better things to do that dally with this abomination. Douse it in fire and let it's wailing and cries be the cries that our enemies hear as we come after than and slaughter them in our wake, it would be a glorious cry worthy of my mistress' goddess and her great house." at the mention of the houses and lloth he bows his head in reverance.



OOC: It's not personal serpeteye, only business. And considering this campaign it would suit well within my PC's alignment to do just this. Slaughter all prisoners :)
 

Leopold said:
OOC: Is the troll still tied up?


IC: The half-ogre hears the wailings of the beast and finishes detailing his sword. "As you can hear oh wise and great mistress, the beast is desperate to get free and will claim wild boasting to free itself from bondage and attempt to disrupt our expedition. We have better things to do that dally with this abomination. Douse it in holy cleansing fire and let it's wailing and cries be the sounds that our enemies hear as we come after than and slaughter them in our wake, it would be a glorious sound reverbating from these walls worthy of my mistress' goddess and her great house." at the mention of the houses and lloth he bows his head in reverance.



OOC: It's not personal serpeteye, only business. And considering this campaign it would suit well within my PC's alignment to do just this. Slaughter all prisoners :)
 

OoC:No, the Troll is not tied up now. I stated that Arngen had moved to open the locks/chains. Then, a half an hour passed before Grolvus mentioned the treasure. The easiest way to resolve things like this is to have them happen in the order thst they are posted.Arngem had plenty of time to free the Troll (and he rolled quite well at that) Best of 3 in Arm Wrestling guys? :D
 

"If you two must kill yourselves, make it quick. I for one am tired and have important things left to do tonight."

Wesellu moves away from the hulking half-ogre and troll, eyeing both of them with his robes picked up slightly, as if to avoid any sudden blood spilling.
 

The beast will not dare attack me. If he does I will destroy him, if he does not he will appear to be a coward. Either way I win, will usurp his place in the group and gain a greater measure of trust and respect from the priestess.

"Yes, let's make this quick. I have been imprisoned for some time and I hunger for living meat, since no one else is volunteering I suppose your rancid flesh will have to suffice." Watching carefully for any sign of the half-Ogre attacking he readies himself to strike first.

ooc: Business indeed :cool: If my PC found your PC tied up to a wall he would probably snack first and ask questions later. It's not personal, only lunch. ;)
 

IC: Eyes still focused on his weapon he speaks in slow even tones "See priestess as you can see this is a ravenous beast best kept on a leash and collar, whomever freed it, deserves to take responsibility for it's base actions, for all it will do is feed and hunger. It WILL turn on us if not kept properly contained, someone must care for IT for it is barely able to control it's simple desire to eat and kill. Godess knows what it will do if it samples drow flesh, i daresay, it may evoke a frenzy and begin to rend your flesh and eat you alive, then where the house be without it's rightful heir to the duchy?"

His weapon polished he begins to wipe oil along it's wavy blade.
 

Enraela's lavender eyes flash, sparkles of electricity rushing through those deep orbs. The half-breeds to which such a terrifying gaze remained directed upon could almost feel the electricity sparking to them even as her gaze held them.

"I have no time for this nonsense," that husky voice declared so deceptively soft. "If you two want to fight to test supremacy...let me assert it for you. I am the only voice you need obey. Now I suggest you two rest for the night and save your energy for our true enemies. But if you still wish to fight - well then, perhaps I can test both your capacities for further pain tonight..."
 

IC: "As you wish mistress, your decision is wise, I am at your disposal." With that he sheathes his sword over his shoulder and moves away from the creature without acknowledging it.

"Has anyone scouted around to see where we are in relation to where we need to be? How far off course are we? Where is the scout? has anyone seen Vitrene?"

OOC: Damn! Plots within plots within plots!
 

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