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

[Evil Ujio]

"It would certainly be encouraging to have word from the capital," Garrak said, and looked down at his leg, "I'd best be off though, Brother Mirlus is expecting me. Good luck with preparations, sir."

He had healed his leg and repaired the damage to his pants not long after his morning prayers, and had prepared spells which would have been helpful in massed combat should it be required this day. Garrak decided that after he spoke with Mirlus he would try to brew some potions for his allies. He arrived at the small hut and knocked on the door.

"Brother Mirlus, it is Garrak. I have made my decision," he said.

[ooc: cast cure lgt. wounds, d8+2]

Spells Memorised: DC = 13 + spell lvl
0th: detect magic, light, mending*, read magic
1st: blessing, summon monster 1, cure lgt. wounds*

* = cast

Be sure to copy the memorized spells to your sheet if they have changed, since that post will become buried in other posts lol! Garrak heals himself for 5 points, plus rest allows him to heal an additional 3 points of damage.

The door swings open and Tani nearly bowls the young orc healer over, she pauses, “Oh my, Garrak, I am sorry Master Fireborn isn’t here right now, he is down on the beach somewhere communing, I think is what he calls it. If it is important then I am sure he would not mind the company…” she smiles weakly.

“Oh,” she says quickly, “Apple?” she holds one up for Garrak, “so what decision were you making if you don’t mind me asking?”

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Groog pauses for a moment his frevent activity, then leaves the finished prototypes in safebox and leaves in search of Captain and little kiddo, Gruush. He had several old war-fort plans for Captain ... they were laying there and here in old documentation. ANd when he spotted the Captain he runned to him.

"Captain ! Here are some war plans of the forts ... I think You might find them useful. I wrote legend beyond each of them so understanding one should be easy. And ... and as my share in the war effort I will give open credit to everyone in the village. And I have one ... small plea, merchant Gulab have a lot of very useful weapons, dwarven guns ! I can use them easily, but already spent all my spare money ... and I won't borrow cash from him, he's a leech. Just wanted You to know in desperate moment or something. Must leave, please take care."

And with these words Groog run off, looking after little Gruush and his mother.

OOC: DM, how many cheap Alchemical Fires Groog prepared ?

 

[Evil Ujio]

Groog pauses for a moment his frevent activity, then leaves the finished prototypes in safebox and leaves in search of Captain and little kiddo, Gruush. He had several old war-fort plans for Captain ... they were laying there and here in old documentation. ANd when he spotted the Captain he runned to him.

"Captain ! Here are some war plans of the forts ... I think You might find them useful. I wrote legend beyond each of them so understanding one should be easy. And ... and as my share in the war effort I will give open credit to everyone in the village. And I have one ... small plea, merchant Gulab have a lot of very useful weapons, dwarven guns ! I can use them easily, but already spent all my spare money ... and I won't borrow cash from him, he's a leech. Just wanted You to know in desperate moment or something. Must leave, please take care."

And with these words Groog run off, looking after little Gruush and his mother.

OOC: DM, how many cheap Alchemical Fires Groog prepared ?

3 Alchemical Fires, longer post forthcoming... must get ready for work...

 

[Evil Ujio]

Groog

Captain Horga nods listening taking the plans, “Thank you Master Groog, I will do what I can with these,” he listens to the plea and sighs, “I cannot spare much more funds at the moment, I am dipping into my own money to help defend this village. Gulab is greedy, but he isn’t a bad man,” he sighs, “I am sorry I cannot honor your request at the moment, but if things become direr then I will do what I must.”

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek stretches in the morning sun, scratches himself and picks up his iron axe. He then heads out looking for his companions, perhaps he'd find the nahg first.

 

[Festy_Dog]

The door swings open and Tani nearly bowls the young orc healer over, she pauses, “Oh my, Garrak, I am sorry Master Fireborn isn’t here right now, he is down on the beach somewhere communing, I think is what he calls it. If it is important then I am sure he would not mind the company…” she smiles weakly.

Garrak nodded in reply, Tani's face was an odd contrast to the expected face of an old orc, and took him by surprise at first.

“Oh,” she says quickly, “Apple?” she holds one up for Garrak, “so what decision were you making if you don’t mind me asking?”

"Oh, thankyou Tani," he says, accepting the apple, "The question? Just something on the nature of my training. My aspirations and such."

 

[Legolizard]

Talos looks at the guantlets, but declines, " I think those woud hamper me more then help me, But I will take any bears endurance or cat's grace potions you have."

 

[Evil Ujio]

Talos looks at the guantlets, but declines, " I think those woud hamper me more then help me, But I will take any bears endurance or cat's grace potions you have."

Those potions are not available in this town but he could find one that is 200 GP or less.

Garrak

Tani nods, “Well it must be important then, you should go find him,” she thrusts a basket into Garrak’s arms, “And take this, just some breakfast my mother had me carry for him, I swear he may be a wise, but he would starve if it weren’t for others,” she laughs.

“There should plenty for both of you,” she shrugs.

 

[Voadam]

"I wonder if there is any here who could enchant my axe," the troll wonders to himself "and how much that would cost. A warrior should have a grand weapon."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Tani nods, “Well it must be important then, you should go find him,” she thrusts a basket into Garrak’s arms, “And take this, just some breakfast my mother had me carry for him, I swear he may be a wise, but he would starve if it weren’t for others,” she laughs.

“There should plenty for both of you,” she shrugs.

Garrak laughs too.

"Alright then, I'll give him these and your greetings when I find him. Take care now," He says, and makes his way to the beach.

He can't resist smiling at the thought of Brother Mirlus forgetting to eat. Garrak would get that way sometimes, getting caught up with other activities, but he was still young and could get away with skipping a meal.