Gorag, now uses his usual taktik and let's his quarterstaff fall to the ground and attacks with his natural weapons.
*Groan*
*Shuffles along floor away from the Ogerkin.*
Cerana continues to defend.
Zeema does what she's been waiting for:
Zeema's Scythe bounces off the fatty tissue of the hideous ogrekin.
The gourmand yowls as Marlons spear and Gorags fangs bite deep into her fat. Further fueled in her rage she slashes her flail over the clerics face and only barely misses a bone shattering blow aimed at Gorags head.
[fat ogrekin, 43/84 Hp, AC16 (12 touch)]
Hijiro makes sure he still has flank and strikes with his rapier
Sunny continues to slide/wriggle/crawl away from the Ogress-kin, while squirming about to draw something from her back-pack.
Pulling a vial from said bag, she winces and grimaces as she thence consumes its contents.
*COUGH*
"Oh...GLAH!" Sunny exclaims, "That stuff do taste worse than this lass do look!"
Marlon takes a massive blow but remains standing and drives his spear forward into the fat ogresses belly.
damage
Gorag starts another attack series after doding the ogrekins cruel blow
Cerana continues to brace for any impact that might ensue hoping her friends have the ogrekin handled.
"Uarg, you're more stringy than I though."
She takes the flail in both hands and aims with all her power for the brothers chest, sending him flying.
Then she suddenly lowers her weapon, panting.
"Hrmpf. Let's stop this, doubt you taste well enough for this. I wont eat you, no more."
[fat ogrekin, 15/84 Hp, AC16 (12 touch)]
"Okeys then..." Sunny agrees and gets to her feet, though she wavers and stands unsteadily.
Hijiro is unsure of how to interpret her offer, and looks to the others for their take on things... In the meantime, he pauses in his attacks, but doesn't lower his weapon.
Hit by the fat Ogressess flail Marlon falls to the ground like a sack of potatoes with a loud groan.
"Tha' sack o' stuff Gorag said we should all buy! Give him some o' tha' Stypic!" Sunny calls, having no access to anything medicinal her self.
Ok, but I warn you. One false move and your life is worthless.
Then Gorag turns to Marlon and packs his packet of troll styptic on Marlon's wound.
This should bring him back onto his feets.
"Sure, we'll give you a break, but no eating our friend here! He's in bad shape, but he's not mincemeat!"
Sunny does little more than get her breath back and her feet squarely back under herself after the thumping from...
"Here, we in't got yer name yet." And she steps forwards with a bright smile, "Tha' name be 'Sunny' ina' speakin' of tha' folks. Whut's yours?" (^_^)
"You sure? He looks so tasty.. I'm Muthilda, cook and famous gourmet."
While talking she produces a small bottle and drinks.
He'll be fine. just wait some seconds and my substance will take effect.
Just as Gorag says so Marlon rises from the ground slowly. He is in great pain and has a massive itch he would like to soothe.
What, where... how... the big man mutters.
Famous gourmet, that eats people. I guess we are all made of meat but I'd rather not think on that.
Cerana walks around the table a little bit shaking off her heightened mood from the prior battle.
"Er so .. Muthilda, you say you are a cook. Is that just for yourself or someone else in this lovely pace?"
"Pretty much everyone."
She drinks another bottle.
Sunny steps forwards, "Gee...You feed tha' whole place?" She asks amazed.
"You must do a whole lot'a work ta' feed....um....lots...." Sunny finishes, though still looking in admiration at the large woman.
"Well, us kinda ogres, the ogre, the stinking lizards and the different birdy things. Ah and Buttersnips, but that a$@~~~+ doesn't like my food and takes all d'bodies for herself... Lucky for her she's t'small to make a proper meal. So yeah, I'm a good cook, though most I still eat myself." She again pours a bottle into her big mouth.
"Buttersnips...?" Marlon coughs as he spatters a bit of blood...
"Nah, have to get cooking again."
Marlon rises slowly. And looking at his severly blooded form and that of Sunny he bids Desna to treat their wounds.
Channel
Sunny waves and smiles a cheery farewell to Multhilda.
"If'n we find anythin' ta' put in yer pot, we'll bring it back ta' help ye out." She says by way of parting, though Sunny does absently rub at her head where the Ogre-kin thumped her.
Skipping out into the hall, Sunny grins,
"Gee...that went great!" She says brightly to the rest of her companions. (^_^)
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Yix looks back one more time before answering Sunny. It's clear his entire playmaster attitude is gone, and he's rather serious "Could have gone far better. I didn't think she was so light on her feet" he looks at Marlon for a moment, then the others "Sorry for no warning on that whole thing, sometimes you can get out of these situations without starting a fight"
"Sometimes you can't predict what your enemy is like but we lived so I guess it isn't all bad. Where to next then?"
Cerana takes in the surrounding past the exit of the room they were just in.
Sunny waves a cheerful farewell to Mathilda and skips out into the large hall.
Gorag follows Sunny who seems to have decided for a direction.
Hijiro goes with the others... following along behind.
Zeema does the same. While the farce with the ogress was amusing, she's not quite sure what to think of the competence of her new companions... This may be a major worry because she has exhausted her spells and supernatural battle abilities for the day.