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

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Groog's return smile was almost fiendish when Talos thanked him. For a moment he looked like goblin who get into big, filled treasure chamber.
"Comrades should help each other ? Don't we. and You will have to wait day or two for the potion ... I don't want to poison You by accident. Prepare ... Um, 40 gp are the costs for the safe balm, 20 gp for ... unsafe. Shaman Mirlun ! Come here woman needs Your assistance !"

Groog yelled at Mirlun with all power of his small lungs. And everybody know how noisy goblins can be.

OOC: Consider that it is goblin saying usnafe.
DM, it would add 4 to Talos's Natural Armor, and he would have to balm his scales with it. Using it takes 10 minutes, and after next minute of reacting with Naga's scales it give +4 Nat Armor for amount of time that You sees apporiate but I humbly ask it to be hours. Acha, water washes it off.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak looked with some concern towards the injured young orc before him.

"Alright, let's fix you up," he says, and gets to business.

Not too long after that he hears the scream. He scowls, not wanting to leave a patient part way through helping him. Garrak takes a minute to finish before going to see what's wrong.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Garrak looked with some concern towards the injured young orc before him.

"Alright, let's fix you up," he says, and gets to business.

Not too long after that he hears the scream. He scowls, not wanting to leave a patient part way through helping him. Garrak takes a minute to finish before going to see what's wrong.

“Father!” the boy gurgles, clenching his hand tightly around Garrak’s wrist, “father…” he mumbles once more. His grip lessens as he opens his eyes briefly, “Father… I saw the eyes… the eyes of the shadow… father…”

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak asks himself what the eyes of the shadow could possibly be. Had the boy experienced a close encounter with death? Or was it just jibberish spoken by the barely concious injured? Garrak consults his meager knowledge for clues.

[ooc: knowledge(religion): +3]

"Hush, young one. Save your strength for recovery," he says, and makes a note to locate the boy's father after seeing what the scream was about.

 

[Voadam]

Lekah laughs pulling the blade back and sheathing it, her long green-blue hair was pulled back into a thick bun and her garb was of tight fitting leather with dark earthy tones to it.

Her body was lean and taut, a flawless light blue, marred only by tribal tattoos. Her body had the fragrance of sweet fruit in the morning and her small tusks did little to mar the beauty in her face and green eyes. .

Snarrek thinks Lekah is very pretty despite her small tusks.

 

[Voadam]

Lekah laughs pulling the blade back and sheathing it, her long green-blue hair was pulled back into a thick bun and her garb was of tight fitting leather with dark earthy tones to it. She sighs, realizing that Snarrek knows it is her, “I watched how easily you bested those pig-beasts, but I wasn‘t all that impressed.”

She continues in Low Common, “It depends on how stiff your drink is Snarrek. I am not so sure of your noble intentions,” she says with a raise of her brow.

Snarrek enjoys the bladed flirting and attentions of Lekah.

With a broad grin he begins "Well then let me . . ." but before the troll can continue the innuendo about stiff drinks and intentions the woman's cry cuts through the air and Snarrek's head snaps around with panther like reflexes and he is moving that way in an instant. "Come, there might be some left!"

 

[Evil Ujio]

Garrak asks himself what the eyes of the shadow could possibly be. Had the boy experienced a close encounter with death? Or was it just jibberish spoken by the barely concious injured? Garrak consults his meager knowledge for clues.

[ooc: knowledge(religion): +3]

"Hush, young one. Save your strength for recovery," he says, and makes a note to locate the boy's father after seeing what the scream was about.

Garrak rolls a 7, the only thing he knows from his meager knowledge is that talk of Shadow is often connected to talk of demons and evil spirits, but little else he can glean from that.

The boy relaxes as his eyes close firmly, he does not say anything else as he lets the pain drift him into a fevered rest. He will recover; he just needs time and care…

The Rest of the Party

Lekah is about to say something but is cut short when Snarrek follows the sound. It does not take them long to find the woman, Groog, Talos, and the growing crowd of villagers around the sobbing woman.

The woman looks to Talos, “You will find my Gruush? He is my youngest, I told that boy to not wander far… I told him,” she sobs, “those beasts will kill him, they have no honor, no souls, they will kill him, I know it!”

By this time, Captain Horga arrives and says nothing at first, simply taking stock of the situation, before he speaks, “Talos, you are brave for an outsider, to risk your life for this child, but perhaps it would be too dangerous to go alone…”

Lekah gives Talos an odd look, “What sort of monster is that?” she says offhandedly to Snarrek.

 

[Legolizard]

"It is the least I can do for you and this village, being willing to take me in Captain isn't what most creatures around here would do."

Talos still thinks back to that similiar time, but this time, the village leader was willing to send sombody after the lost child, not just let the child die at the hands of a monster.

OOC: Can Talos make a listen check to see if he can her the female troll.

 

[Evil Ujio]

"It is the least I can do for you and this village, being willing to take me in Captain isn't what most creatures around here would do."

Talos still thinks back to that similiar time, but this time, the village leader was willing to send sombody after the lost child, not just let the child die at the hands of a monster.

OOC: Can Talos make a listen check to see if he can her the female troll.

With all the noise, it is slim to none he would actually hear her...

 

[Legolizard]

ok then, I just wanted to make a witty coment to her.