World's Largest Dungeon

[Kafkonia]

[[Will the whole combat be edited into that post?]]

OOC: No, if there were a second round it would get a separate post, and so on. Not that that's an issue this time.

 

[InVinoVeritas]

OOC:
[sblock]I thought I only needed to take a 5' step to attack Carolina's orc, since the longspear has reach... In this case, it doesn't matter, but I thought I should mention it before the next battle.[/sblock]

"I don't know why orcs have to be so angry all the time," Thorg muses in Common. "They were nice and talky until Carolina raised her bow."

He moved over to the leader and pulled out some herbs (healer's kit). He wrapped some bandages over the spear wound, and tried to sit him up and give him a little water. "I'm sorry, but you were being mean," he said to the leader, still in Common.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"Well, that didn't go as well as I had hoped." Baeril puts a hand to his white shirt, sticky with his own blood.

 

[Kafkonia]

OOC:
[sblock]I thought I only needed to take a 5' step to attack Carolina's orc, since the longspear has reach... In this case, it doesn't matter, but I thought I should mention it before the next battle.[/sblock]

OOC:[SBLOCK] Sorry, the map wasn't very clear -- even with the five foot step, the other orc was 15' away, not 10'. In the future (if I can't get the grid-based maps up) I'll represent squares with a character, rather than blank spaces.)[/SBLOCK]

 

[Kafkonia]

The leader sips thirstily at the water. "She wanted to shoot us," he replies in Common, indicating Carolina. "We don't want to die." He glances over at his fallen comrades.

 

[industrygothica]

"I don't know why orcs have to be so angry all the time," Thorg muses in Common. "They were nice and talky until Carolina raised her bow."

Somewhat confused of the situation, Carolina lowers her loaded crossbow, but still keeps it close to her side. "I might not've felt the need to had not raised your spear. Don't tell me you were planning on giving it to them. To make room for the rat, perhaps?" she says with a half smile that tells the half-orc that she will be willing to share any blame that comes, but will not take on the full load.

 

[Boddynock]

As the orcs slump to the ground, Jerolan lowers his rapier. "Well," he says, nodding at the effectiveness of Baeril's spell, "I'm glad you're on our side, Master Spellwright."

As Thorg offers first aid to their enemies, Jerolan asks, with one eyebrow raised, "Do you intend to help your allies as well, Godsman?" He indicates Baeril's still-bleeding wound.

 

[InVinoVeritas]

Thorg looks at Carolina, oblivious. "The rat is fine. It has plenty of room. Isn't that right, rat?"

A moment later, Thorg calls to Baeril. "That cut looks really bad. O great Pelor, please make Baeril's owie go away."

He turns back to the leader orc. "I don't want you to die, either. Everyone will be okay. No more fighting. There are the bad scaly ones, right?"

OOC:
[sblock]Cast Cure Light Wounds on Baeril, replacing Magic Weapon.[/sblock]

 

[wmasters]

Aswan stands, almost disappointed that his efforts to help his friends and prove himself to them were unecessary. "Well that didn't go quite as planned. Quite uneccessary."

 

[Kafkonia]

Thorg looks at Carolina, oblivious. "The rat is fine. It has plenty of room. Isn't that right, rat?"

From its hiding place in the folds of cloth, the rat squeaks.

A moment later, Thorg calls to Baeril. "That cut looks really bad. O great Pelor, please make Baeril's owie go away."

As Thorg speaks his supplication, Baeril's wound heals, and he feels good as new.

OOC:[SBLOCK] 6 hit points healed.[/SBLOCK]

He turns back to the leader orc. "I don't want you to die, either. Everyone will be okay. No more fighting. There are the bad scaly ones, right?"

"He fights like a scaly one," the orc leader says, indicating Baeril. He then lets out a long breath, obviously fatigued. "Orghar said they betrayed us. We fight. Now we stay here."