Agromite nods his agreement, also unable to keep his face calm at the stench. An inn job? Working a castle? NO, smart guy, youre up to your knees in Orc offal! You have got to start rethinking your priorities......
Not willing to go any further into the room, Agromite stands at the entrance and quickly scans it for exits or threats before preparing to move on.
[ooc]wow, it really got to the poor guy!]
"At least it isn't their latrine."
"Agreed, though I think we would of been able to smell an Orc latrine for a good 100m"
Agromite barely stops his hand from reaching up to cover his face. Gods, it gets worse? Maybe a nice warehouse job next.....
The party moves forward into a new cavern and notices a few walls and yet there appear to two female half orcs wearing old tattered clothes standing in the darkness.
Roll for initiative.
Maoldrurra looks at the half-orc females, then at Anna. What do we do now?
Pip readies an attack action until the half-orcs show overt hostile action.
Also unsure what the group had stumbled into, Agromite readies his weapon but waits to see what happens next.
Can you please state what weapons you are using? I think pip is using a crossbow but I am not sure.
Stevron to act.
Stevron waits to see if the orcs are hostile.
The half orcs move to A2 and H2. and then the cast a spell that cannot be determine to be hostile before it is finsihed casting. Spellcraft to find out what it is. map
When the female's casting is not followed by an earth-shattering kaboom!, Agromite turns to Pip. "Any idea what that was?"
Anna speaks in Orc
"Thina akazimisele ekulweni une, Sizokubonisa ngikushiye sisodwa nje ushiya thina wedwa.
Futhi lelo zempi Mage ngeke abavikele nawe."
And that mage armour won't protect you."
Pip says in a low voice to Agromite, That was a spell called Mage Armor. It is protection against physical harm.
To the Casters she says, Listen to her, Ladies. It isn't worth it...
Maoldrurra steps to one side and back slightly so that Anna is more prominent in the party. As he does so he hefts his glaive and swings it gracefully up onto his right shoulder.
Still unsure what happens next, Agromite stays quiet as the situation plays out in front of him. Protective magics were understandable, of course, but the more they let these females prepare the harder the battle would be if it eventually comes to that.
Trusting the judgment of the group, he does his best to not be noticed as he stands to the side waiting. His weapon is still in his hand but he attempts to make it look less threatening while keeping it at the ready.
Stevron seeing that they still won't speak to them gets ready to throw a bomb should they cast any spell without talking too them.
The orc to the left responds
The orc to right says
Agromite looks to Pip for another translation, tightening his grip on his sword.
"Umqashi wakho ubungeke beat wena?
Kuzwakala yena kusuke nguye okudinga eshaywe.
Abesifazane kufanele baphathwe ngenhlonipho hhayi kabi kungakhathaliseki uhlanga, noma isiko."
"Izwe sinike uthathe.
WENZE umndeni Kushone abantu, futhi abantu baye zase umndeni zabulala nguwe.
Owokuqala ukuba ayeke igazi-elachitheka siyoba munye, ngubani amatekisi lokhu mjikelezo engapheli ezibulala lwempindiselo."
Sounds like he's the one that needs a beating.
Women should be treated with respect and not abused no matter the race, or culture."
"The world is give and take.
You've had family killed by humans, and humans have had family killed by you.
The first one to stop the blood-shed will be the one, who stops this endless cycle of killing and vengeance."
Pip keeps her crossbow leveled and whispers to Agromite so that the Hal-orcs can't ear, I have no idea, but they haven't attacked yet, so that's good.
The half orcs reply.
"Ngokwalokho Ngalalela, Uma Orc insikazi USHAYA Orc aqinile womfana, ethola iningi lamalungelo namalungelo amaduna abanawo."
The half orc seems to think for a while trying to think and says "Helping you is too risky The boss has three male orcs with him. Also beware of the lanky boss his heavy mace is magical and his reach is almost unnaturally long and he casts spells as well. " with the half orc actuaully speaking in common.
Long arms, a magical weapon, AND spells? Oh, goodie......
Agromite relaxes slightly when it appears that the females pose no immediate threat. As they describe the leader and his soldiers the gnome quickly surveys the room for all exits.
"We fought 4, then theres the boss and 3 more......Which way to the boss? And are there any more of you here in the caves? We were led to believe your clan was larger."
He hesitates for a moment as an idea starts to form. "Are others afraid of the boss too? Afraid enough to maybe stand aside? Fighting one would certainly be easier than fighting four......maybe the only help you need to give us is to not help HIM."
Pip lowers her crossbow, but doesn't unload it. She doesn't trust the females, but can't bring hersf to shoot them either. Besides, it would be best to save the bolts for Mr. Boss-Orc.
The elven warrior cradles his glaive and, like Agromite, scans the room for exits and other features of interest.
Perception
Moal finds a few words in orc written in chalk and a piece of chalk lying on the floor. There is an exit further back behind where the witches are.
Stevron shrugs.
"Well better to deal with this orc boss sooner rather than later."
Pip nods in agreement. Lets do this.
Agromite nods as well. "The sooner the better."
He checks to make sure his hand crossbow is loaded and ready, then makes his way toward the exit with the crossbow in one hand and his shortsword in the other. He treads carefully as he makes his way around the witches, then peers down the corridor to see what is ahead for them.
The party moves ahead into a narrower cave and notices the sound of a dripping stalagtite and noteices the smell of what is almost like something cooking in a fire and some light coming from around the next corner as if the orcs are cooking something.
Pip never could resist a good meal. She peeks around the corner.
Agromite is about to sneak forward as Pip sniffs the air and lets the meal's scent carry her forward. He moves into position behind her to pull her from harm's way when things go badly.
Maoldrurra recognizes that his equipment is not made for stealth. He hangs back and waits for a report from the scouts.
Stevron waits next to Maoldrurra just in case something attacks from behind.