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

[Evil Ujio]

Groog smiled reassuringly to paladiness. And quiclky explained her that crow isn't dangerous and was expected. And he grinned to the bird.

"Hehe, it will take some time before You would feast on our eyes, birdie. Lead."

The raven takes flight landing on Groog’s shoulder and speaks, “Then follow, follow, not far now, she is close, she waits. She knows why you come, and sees what must be done, oh not far, not far, so close!”

The bird that launches into the night sky and for a moment is difficult to spot as it flies two rings around the party and then stays low to the ground and flies towards a hill in the distance where it looks like a single structure stands…

 

[Voadam]

"OK, dat witches hut. Let's go." And Snarrek heads off to the structure.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Petting with the bird and toying with it, feeding it with stories of faraway lands ... little goblin advanced toward's their destination.

"Human Common:[sblock]I could hold Your hand if You're afraid, miss. And, please, stay quiet ... if You would feel obliged to do someting, warn me first. And I will try to resolve matter in civilised way. Not in the way of paladins and orcs.[/sblock]"

He quiped, while smiling to humaness. Just to put her more at ease and warn in the same phrase.

 

[Evil Ujio]

The structure on the hill comes into view and looks very much like typical orc design, smoke drifts from an opening and in the doorway stands a willowy orc woman, she seems thinner then most and less feral. Her tusks are slight and her features more human then they should, even her hair is straighter and almost lustrous then the typical wiry nature of orc hair. She wears a thin mesh shawl of gray over a red gown, a staff held loosely in her hand.

The raven lands on her shoulder, she welcomes the party in a soft purr-like tone, “Welcome, I have been waiting for you.”

The paladin speaks to Groog…

Groog

[sblock] “I thank you Groog, but I am not afraid, the Light protects me and I shall know no fear. But I thank you for your kindness, little one.”[/sblock]

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Groog giggled nervously at the paladiness's comment, seemingly startled by presence of the orc woman. But his behavior wasn't hostile, only reserved and very formal.

"Good evening to You, too. You wanted us to come here, and here we are ... Peace for Your house."

Spoke goblin neutrally, trying his best to no express wild thoughts running trough his head. Were the Green Witch a half-orc ? Or magic warped her so much ?! Was she sane ... at least for magician ? And he restrained himself with all his will to not grab splinter gun. He faced demons, he shouldn't fear woman more than them, should he ?

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak inclined his head respectfully to the elder spellcaster.

"Good evening, madam," he says, apparently ignorant of her handful of non-orc features.

 

[Evil Ujio]

The Green Witch looks back at the party with soft green eyes and replies, “Dabu,” she turns and enters her home without another word. Scintillating beads cover the entrance and from the interior comes the smell of a fresh meal, burning wood, and incense.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Groog's nostrils flared, and his ears went up when he smelled food. Maybe this witch wasn't that bad ... for a arcanist ?

"Don't make lady waiting. Lekah ... ladies first."

He smiled to her nicely. And waited for everybody to go in first. Then following with inviting gesture to the humaness.

"Human Common:[sblock]Well, walk in after me ... and please, sheathe Your hammer. Don't worry, all is tip top.[/sblock]"

He reasurred her as much as himself.

We are lvl 4 now ! Groog is extra tough for I assigned ability increase to Con.

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek will go in to house of juju witch with Lekah, the beads clanging against his metal armor as he enters.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak enters, anxious for any gems of wisdom he may hear during their stay with the witch.