World of Warcraft - Against the Razormanes... Pt. 1

[Legolizard]

Up again after the potion Talos graps his small companion by the torso and holds him under his arm and decides to retreat.

"Our work is done here though, lets fall back and regroup!"

 

[Evil Ujio]

Initiative: Groog 19, Talos 15, 1 Quillboar Marauders 14, Unknown 11, Guard 9, Snarrek 3

Snarrek swings his greataxe in his rage and brings the tainted creature down in a spray of red-black blood. The creature falls with a thunderous clamor! Groog hops on Talos’ back and the duo flee as Garrak and the child flee as well!

Snarrek rolls a 14 to strike and does 19 points of damage, the tainted humanoid is dead!

Another arrow flies through the air, stabbing the quillboar sentry right in its throat. The beast gurgles a squeal before collapsing to its knees, dying in a pool of its lifeblood. There is a brief stillness but the sounds of approaching feet are heard over the din of silence, it seems the whole camp is enraged now.

The Unknown rolls a 23 to strike and does 9 damage, the quillboar is now dying. Out of combat for the moment…

Elsewhere in the Encampment

The masked orc glowers at the current state of chaos. A quillboar with a single tusk scowls, “We should crush them now; before they flee with the seed, Masked One… we can always find others.”

The Masked One turns, “You fool, this is exactly what I wanted.”

“I don’t understand,” Kaz growls, turning his attention to the fire and the death roar of one of his chosen, “did you plan this all along?”

“I knew they would come, yes” the Masked One replies gruffly, “Now we see if my master’s gambit has paid off, until then Kaz you continue to build our forces. You will know victory quite soon… and the Shadow Council shall reward your loyalty tenfold.”

Kaz forms a sinister grin, “At last we shall know vengeance…”

“Indeed,” the Masked One finishes.

 

[Voadam]

After striking down the demonic boar man Snarrek takes off after his comrades as the rear guard.

ooc attack was an attack action leaving a move action still to go for following the fleeing comrades.

 

[Evil Ujio]

The party flees under cover of darkness, with the sounds of a war party nipping at their figurative heels. There is little rest for the heroes as day breaks on the broken red clay landscape of Durotar.

The heroes can see that any pursuit that may have followed is perhaps gone now; or perhaps in waiting but there is only silence. The silence of the wilderness is eerie; in the distance the sound of the ocean and the familiar smell of salt and brine fills the noses of the heroes.

Exhaustion creeping into your bones and minds, you crest a hill and see the familiar cactus patches of Korga’s Stand… at last you are home, despite the violence and danger you have endured, you have garnered success this day.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Aye, boyz. We almost did it. Now don't relax ... the piggies could laid an ambush or something."

Little goblin rechecked his weapon, while mumbling to himself about increased rate of fire ... baloons with hot phlogiston and other weirdly sounding things. Then he stared at the kid, who was slightly bigger than himself and smiled to him.

"How are You, little 'un ? Did You saw one tusk pigman ?"

 

[Evil Ujio]

Then he stared at the kid, who was slightly bigger than himself and smiled to him.

"How are You, little 'un ? Did You saw one tusk pigman ?"

The boy looks at the goblin quizzically, “I am fine, Master Groog, I am fine,” he says weakly looking out over the cactus patch. He scowls thinking of the quillboars, “I saw that one, and he said strange things, speaking of vengeance against our people. He scared me, he seemed evil to me.”

The boy looks back to Groog, “I don’t want to think about it, Master Groog.”

 

[Festy_Dog]

"You may need to, young one. For anything they may have spoke of in your presence could be useful to us now that they seem to be posing a greater threat. But anything like that can wait till later," Garrak said, then yawned as he trudged along, anxious to get home and rest.

 

[Evil Ujio]

"You may need to, young one. For anything they may have spoke of in your presence could be useful to us now that they seem to be posing a greater threat. But anything like that can wait till later," Garrak said, then yawned as he trudged along, anxious to get home and rest.

Gruush, the boy, looks up to Garrak, “Yes I will do my best, Master Garrak; I will do my best to be brave like a true warrior o the Horde…” he looks meek for a moment, “I was so scared though, I feel ashamed,” looking away from the mighty orc healer.

In the cactus patch, the farmers go about their business as two wolf riders approach the party. Both sentries they know well from the village. Their look of concern turns to one of joy and excitement as they raise quite a holler with their voices, “They live, they live! Loktar Regar my brothers!”

The senior of the two Thak greets the heroes, “The boy is safe, Thrall be praised… Captain Horga will wish to see you immediately!”

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Gruush, the boy, looks up to Garrak, “Yes I will do my best, Master Garrak; I will do my best to be brave like a true warrior o the Horde…” he looks meek for a moment, “I was so scared though, I feel ashamed,” looking away from the mighty orc healer.

"Sillynes, kiddo. Yer are brave, cowards claim that they are fearless ... and as for being warrior, hmph, wars will end someday ... Look at Shaman, he have something to do beside warcraft, he's skilled healer. Troll ... he is good hunter, and Naga is one of the best fishermen in the village. I'm a smith, as You can see and inventor, there is much more in Your future than just axe in a hand. I won't mind having assistant."

Goblin smiled to the kid, who was slightly taller than him. Despite all the clawed scars, he looked almost senile for a moment. After their brief walk towards the orc village Groog sighed with relief. And breezed up to the wolfriders.

"Loktar Regar Boyz ! Warn everyone that piggies are mounting an offensive !"

And after causing this mischief, he show his tongue and stared at the Shaman.

"Shaman Garrak, please take the boy to the Elder Shaman ... kid may bear soul scars or have evil magics cast on him ... Let him check it, 'kay ? Will tell everything to Captain."

And little green nastiness incarnate run like chased by demons towards the Captain's quarters. While laughing like madman.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak hefts Gruush up to sit on his shoulders.

"Gruush, it takes maturity to admit fear. All of us feel fear, and though in every battle Death will watch for his chance, it respects bravery. You will always know fear, but it is how you react to it that makes you a man. To do your part, even though you are scared, that is bravery," he says to the young orc, "But anyway, let's get going. Your mother will be anxious to see you, and like Groog says, Mirlus would do a far better job than I of fixing any ills you have."

As they head towards Mirlus' residence the wolfriders appear. Garrak responds to their cry of victory with a salute.

The senior of the two Thak greets the heroes, “The boy is safe, Thrall be praised… Captain Horga will wish to see you immediately!”

Garrak nods, "Thankyou, brother."

Assuming that's where he'd also find Mirlus, he changes his course to find Captain Horga.