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

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak narrows his eyes suspiciously. Truly, he should have expected this, but perhaps he had overlooked it when he assumed they would spend very little time here. This place was cursed now, tainted by the warlock's foul weavings of the arcane. He would have purged the village with his dark magics, ridding himself of failing minions, but scarring the Earth Mother irrepairably. The dead could never rest peacefully in such a place.

Garrak turned around fully now, bringing his axe and shield to the ready. He looked to Lekah, expecting her far more observant eyes to have caught on long before he did.

"Everyone, we have a problem. The warlock left us a parting gift," he warns the others, "Groog! Warn those squishies that the dead of this place are about to start rising. Their numbers could potentially be immense, we have to make a start out of the village as soon as possible."

The spells that had been readied at the start of the day for mass combat were actually being used against massed quillboars, as planned, but never had Garrak thought that the quillboars would already be dead and that he'd be placing blessings upon pink-skins as well as his own comrades.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"What ? When I were declining diplomatically marriage proposal ? Och well ... Snarrek do You like to chop dead pigs, You may have to ..."

"<Human Common:
[sblock]Okay, and as for now I propose for us all to flee this tainted ruin and exchange informations. This place will soon be ovverun with dead, bloodthirsty pig corpses. There are scores of them ... follow us to safety. I wouldn't leave to such death anyone, even suspicious humans.[/sblock]>"

And Groog leds by example, and hustles on his stumpy legs by shortest way out of Razormane ex-village. Ants in ice boots started to walk down his spine ... he had several very bad memories linked with walking corpses. During second invasion legions of these were serving to Horde ... but he still remembered how these abominations turned against them, for a moment, during one of battles when necrolyte controlling them was slain.

 

[Evil Ujio]

“This place is naught for the living… and now you shall know the price for interfering in the affairs of the Burning Blade…” a raspy voice echoes through the village alerting the Theramore scouting party as a grasping hand latches onto Groog before his stubby legs get him very far…

Glowing eyes are picked out through the smoke and billowing ash, the dead it seems, have come out to play…

Lekah raises her bow, “I don’t think running will be an option…”

The two parties are surrounded by rising dead quillboar corpses… their eyes glowing with whatever foul power still sustains… The maiden warrior shouts orders to her contingent as they form a protective screen for the dwarf priest… her warhammer once again raised and ready for combat!

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Ayyy ! Will try to talk humans into temporary alliance ... Good that You spotted them before they took us by suprise Shaman. Don't let them kill You or Lekah. Snarrek would get too angry. Ok, run when I make opening."

Grood tried to raise morale of his warband, with faked reasurring smile and thumb up. Then he turned to humans and yells in their ugly tongue.

"<Human Common>[sblock]Pinkskins ! Undying demonslaves are enemies of us all ! Stay close to us and ... and prepare to run when I will show them true magic. Let's make concentrated escape. Like arrow breaking chain in weakened place ! Order Your bodyguards dwarf war... shaman, Ok ?[/sblock]"

"Guys ! Group near me and not in my front ! Lekah look for their leader, they are led ! For the Horde and Gold !"

And saying that Groog started eying around to see how the undying were surrounding them. All fear vaporised with his life at the stake.

OOC:
DM, Spot Check +0. Plan is to blast a hole in the circle of undying pigs with Gelda, Groog's Splinter Gun and then run like hell out of there.

Groog tries to observe where is thinnest wall of corpses, so they might fight their way out of this mess with greatest chances of sucess. Why it reminds me of Residen Evil ?

 

[Festy_Dog]

"Let them come," Garrak growls, and moves himself towards the centre of the brief alliance of the living.

He whispers a prayer then raises his axe skyward, and the Earthmother's blessing is bestowed upon all those with a heartbeat nearby, guiding weapons and steeling emotions for battle.

Move action into the centre of the two groups, then casting Bless, intending to also affect the Alliance party if they're within 50'.

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek's lips curl back in a feral snarl and he will disarm the rising quillboar corpse at his feet with a two-handed blow from his axe. Assuming the tusks could be a weapon Snarrek will disarm the head from the body.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Snarrek's lips curl back in a feral snarl and he will disarm the rising quillboar corpse at his feet with a two-handed blow from his axe. Assuming the tusks could be a weapon Snarrek will disarm the head from the body.

Initiative: Snarrek 19, Garrak 19, Dwarf Priest 19, Female Paladin 17, Unknown Voice 13, Lekah 6, 4 Human Footmen 6, Groog 5, Razormane Zombies 5

The dead are moving, rising with an eerie glow in their eye, or in some cases eye sockets. They moan, air escaping their rotting lungs, and they are legion! The smoke and billowing ash obscure their numbers, but there is no doubt that the party's of Horde and Alliance are surrounded...

Snarrek's turn for Round 1

 

[Voadam]

If he already dispatched the boar at his feet Snarrek will ready an attack for when they come shambling at him, waiting until after the goblin boom gun goes off to charge. If the corpse is still twitching Snarrekk with chop it up and put it down.

"Come out coward! Your head is mine like dead boar's!" Snarrek shouts out at the hidden voice.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Here I go ! Cover ears !"

Groog aimed and shot into the greatest concentration of razormane zombies. Then retreated behind his fellows, and started reloading.

Aim at one Zombie, where as much as it is possible would be hit with Splinter Gun. Ranged Attack +7, 30' cone, 4d6 dmg to one opponent, 2d6 to all covered by cone. Reflex save, ... probably 15 DC to avoid damage. Then move goblin's buttocks out of harm's way.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Snarrek swings his blade at the closest Razormane zombie trying to take its head, but the creature is much more agile then its awkward gait would originally let on. The axe goes wide as the creatures continue to press their advance!

Garrak calls upon the spirits of the land and grants a divine Blessing to his allies, while the dwarf speaks in his guttural language and then raises his staff in an act of defiance to the creatures! Five of the zombies are repelled by a pulse of divine energy!

Snarrek rolls a 13 on his attack and misses. Garrak casts Bless and now both the party and the Alliance scouting party are affected by the spell. The dwarf priest Turns undead and repels 5 of the zombies.

The crimson haired warrior women strides towards the nearest zombie not affected by the priest and swings her mighty warhammer; crushing the skull of a zombie into dust. An aura of divine energy radiates out from her, increasing the might of her allies and the party.

The paladin uses a free action to activate her Aura of Might, granting each hero a divine bonus +2 on their damage rolls; normal stacking rules apply. She rolls a 21 strike and does 14 points of damage! One zombie out of many down!

The raspy voice speaks, “So many victims for my slaughter… let us see how you handle the swarms of the dead!” Lekah raises her bow and fires at an approaching zombie! Her arrow goes wide though of its mark, the troll huntress scowls with a hiss. Meanwhile the four human soldiers form a line of defense around the priest and wait for the advance to come.

Lekah rolls a 12 and misses, the Humans ready actions to attack when the zombies get in range.

Groog raises his weapon and fires, but hears an ominous click and nothing! His splintergun has jammed in the madness of the fight as the zombies begin their advance on the living!

Groog rolls a 1, for a total of 8 and his gun jams!

The zombie facing Snarrek slams his wretched fist into the barbarians face with a loud clamor! While another zombie strikes the warrior woman with a mangled Morningstar clipping her shoulder! One of the wretched creatures descends on Garrak, but his shield saves him from harm. The soldiers fight with discipline and take down two zombies before one of their number is dragged down by a zombie with a blood curdling scream!

Snarrek takes 4 points of damage from the blow! The paladin takes 9 points of damage! Round 1 is over, now Snarrek’s turn for Round 2!