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Post by The Sergeant / Alisha on May 8, 2018 10:54:07 GMT
As the days drew on, many who had fought together began to whittle down. Either separated into smaller groups, for slavery or sale, or as all of the elves were killed. The screams of the women could be heard, far off, it was clear they were still alive.
The man who some called The Sergeant, but a few once knew as Val, lay face down in blood and mud, wrists and feet bound. The small band around him also lay, nightmares racing through them, all on the verge of unconsciousness.
A shout and a kick from an Orc. The bridge of the monster's nose as pierced with bone, and its armour was black with soot, even at the sharp point on its shoulders. Another kick, and the small band arose. They marched for several hours. One man was killed and roasted on a makeshift fire, having failed to keep up.
The next day the same, and the next. Walking and collapsing.
"War is hell." The man whispered to himself.
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Post by Tugark (Retired) on May 8, 2018 18:19:05 GMT
It has been brought to my attention that I seem to have written in Tugark eating the victims. This was not my intent, just that he had to kill them to receive Rations.
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Post by Varis/G'Lorth/Sundilar on May 8, 2018 21:42:09 GMT
It has been brought to my attention that I seem to have written in Tugark eating the victims. This was not my intent, just that he had to kill them to receive Rations. We all know what you did mate. |
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Post by The Sergeant / Alisha on May 9, 2018 6:04:07 GMT
Haha.
Worry No had to rush off.
So what happened? Where did we end last night?
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Post by Tugark (Retired) on May 9, 2018 6:42:52 GMT
While the others were executing their plans, Tugark freed himself and started disabling the war wagons before spotting one of the chiefs and challenging them (and winning! With only 20HP, a couple of crits, and 1 Relentless Endurance/Orcish Fury combo (attack as reaction after returning to 1HP from 0HP)
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Post by Barden [Ollie] on May 9, 2018 6:49:49 GMT
Haha. Worry No had to rush off. So what happened? Where did we end last night? Sorry Josh. We had to eat your character with some fava beans and a nice chianti. Urnly jurking! I think Taffeta will be writing it up, but basically after you left, the rest of us fought our way into being recaptured by the orcs, Tugark most spectacularly: he freed one hand, called his magic sword to him, and freed himself by lopping off the other hand leaving it on the crucifix. He then donned his elven cloak, broke a few wagon wheels, and challenged the Red Hand warboss to a fight, whom he killed in a pyrrhic victory. While the orcs were chanting "fight! fight! fight!" the rest of us (Dvaergar, Varis and Barden) killed a few orcs in our pens, freed ourselves from manacles and then were surrounded by 700 orcs. Barden cast fog cloud, made his way to an unconscious Tugark and was also beaten unconscious once he came out of the fog. Then the Daring crew, with lots of werebears and some friendly Xvarts, and following a nice picnic, rescued us. Dvaergar lost all his stuff and wasn't happy. |
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Post by The Sergeant / Alisha on May 9, 2018 7:02:18 GMT
Haha brilliant. Thanks
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Post by The Sergeant / Alisha on May 10, 2018 17:13:03 GMT
**given the year leap - shall we wipe all these old rumours?
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