Turgrim shouts, "Yeah! Good idea!" along with several other lesser orcs that are hanging around him. "Get the Golians on our side!"
The big orc lifted a hand up and offered his suggestion. "Show are some of equal size and strength. Have them see no just by look important." Then as easily as spoke, and if was 'allowed' to eat would just stuff food into mouth before having to speak even more.
"Finding a way to ally ourselves with the Golian seems like the best option, they would make just as strong allies as they would enemies, and I for one would much rather see them on our side"
Very true, as allies they would bring great strength to our cause.
> THE CHIEF <
• The CHIEF listened as the warriors spoke of their general outline of action. While most agreed, it was Majuba's and Greez's that caught most of his attention,
CHIEF:
"They will join us or die," Turgrim promises the chief, punching his left palm with his right fist.
Tigerwolf thinks on it listening. "I would think the giant's would better off be our allies or unaffiliated in the war effort. If the human's are already there then we must tread carefully. Is their anything in your adventures that you have acquired that you think may help our chances. Say from the mission? I know our bombs may not be much from the kobold tribe but my group can bring other things to the table."
Looks at the group as a whole.
• ODAK hears TURGRIM ultimatum and becomes deeply disheartened, whining a little at the thought,
holding his shield with his free hand.
A low volume snort comes out when heard Turgrim's comment. Though did not retort further from it. For now would simply make the best of the night and 'try' not to cause to much annoyance. Actually one of a handful of times was not simply bounding all over the place as if just showing off his acrobatic nature.
As the witch King once said, squabbling among tribes will allow outsiders to destroy us one at a time. I think united we are stronger for it.
"If they are indeed like Odak, then we won't have any problems uniting with them," the hobgoblin comments, arms crossed. He doesn't sound convinced of the idea.
The Chieftain's and the others would talk but it seems decided that the group will head out and convince the giant's to join there side.
Tigerwolf seems bummed no one answered her question but would leave it at that.
Krelle stands up after the meal and would motion for Odak to follow him.
Heading out the two of them head to his tent. Sitting Odak down he motioned for him to remove his gauntlet as he prepared his needles and gathered inks and powders.
Getting to work he would tattoo a Shield on Odak.
"So that your shield shall always protect your tribe mates."
One by one you report to him to get tattoos and you can chose locations.
Majuba's is that of a Voodoo Spear and Krelle would say. "So your magic and spear will aid the tribe and weaken the enemy."
Draxia gets a stylized flame. "So your magic burns through the tribe's enemies and your passion burns hot."
Turgrim gets a black fist. "So your might shall be concealed from your enemies as you use it to aid your allies."
Runt, I mean WolfRager the Unkillable will get a tough looking tribal wolf with a foaming mouth. "So your rage is always directed at the tribes enemies."
Karol is given a simple drum head with nothing else. "When you stories carry your own tales then there will be more. Your tales are important to the tribe also."
Mogwag is given a plain circle and Krelle doesn't even bother to speak.
Tigerwolf is given a smaller wolf figure with stripes along her arm. "So your ferocity is always contained until needed to be unleashed on your enemies."
• ODAK follows instructions and treads over towards Krelle, he approaches the small-looking tent and crouched down low, taking off his gauntlet so that the tattooing would commence. He didn't enjoy the experience too much as the needles dyed his skin, he tried to stay still throughout as it seemed to be important to the tribe.
When he left he took his gauntlet and stared at the tattoo to check how it looked on his skin, he stands by the area that the rest of the group would wait and talk about the tattoos they received in the location they desired.
Turgrim keeps his chin held high as he receives word of his tattoo. "You do me great honor, Krelle. My fist shall ever be ready to strike at the tribe's enemies!"
He gestures at his chest, over his heart, for the location of the tattoo. His skin color is a dusky gray, but the fist does show up on it.
Ha, never now will I be short a drum. The drum is on my flesh and soul. My stories will bring glory to the wolftooth.
Greez gets to visit Krelle later than the others and he would look at him before sitting down and tattooing an open palm.
"So your mind is as open and inventive as it was with the fight in your story. They will need that."
> MISSION 02: THE GIANT REPUBLIC <
• The tattoos have been inked and the consolidated teams of the Rock-Eye and Bridgette missions are together again since their story began. The orders are clear;
{Go North-West to the land where the Golians live, convince them to side with the Orcs or to refuse the Southern Faction Humans and Dwarves cooperation to destroy the Orcs.} Other information mentioned at the breakfast with the Chief and higher-ups indicate {the Golians have a close partnership with Fire, Frost and Stone giants.} and that they usually {keep non-giants away from their lands whenever possible}, though they don't seem to attack unless provoked.
> THAT VERY EVENING <
• From when the team broke off from Breakfast and their appointment, they would be given until evening when the sun is setting before moving on with their task. {Giving any player one last chance to tweak and check their builds/inventory before they leave}. A message comes in that {Mogwag and Draxia have chosen to leave at a later time} and catch up to the main group when they are ready.
• The scene is centered by the inside of the West gate out of the Wolftooth camp. Leaving now will bring you out into the OVERWORLD MAP. Traversing each hex from end to end takes two hours while walking for 30ft movement PCs.
Tigerwolf meets the group carrying something that looked like a large bundle of furs and other such things along with her other gear.
Looking around for Odak she would smile and wave seeing him. "How does if feel to be part of the tribe now?" She asks him as her cat jumps up on the bundle and settles itself onto it.
Groaning she would reach up and pet the cat.
Turgrim strides up to the West Gate with a spring in his step. After many nights of waiting, the hobgoblin was eager and ready to leave the comforts of the tribe and go on a far-ranging mission once again.
He glances up about himself as he joins the rest of the crew. So many big, lumbering feet...and many more, where we're going. Wonderful.
• ODAK stood by the gate, having brought himself a new pack to contain his belongings after the other one got lost on a mission, he had his greatsword and shield strapped to his back too. His scratched up armour clanks and grates a little as he turns down towards Tigerwolf,
, he said with an uncertain inflection.
• Eventually TURGRIM approaches, looking spry and eager in ODAK's eyes. The iron giant steps forwards with a rumbling thud, perhaps unwittingly placing a finer point to the Hobgoblin's earlier comment,
,
ODAK appears to stand still again, similar to how he greeted him and Karol on the night they returned from their missions. His helm covered most of his face, only giving an obscured view of the eyes that couldn't seem to keep still.
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The Doctor strolls out and greets his fellow tribe members with a grunt. He is back in his traditional dress of his bone and feather sarong, a necklace of shrunken heads adorns his badly mutilated bare chest. He is wearing his gruesome mask and carrying a 20' staff with a skull and feathers topping it.
Tigerwolf smiles and nods looking at Turgrim and Doctor Majuba.
"Well everyone seems to be full of conversation. So does anyone have an idea of how to impress the Giants. I mean. Talking will help but they may need some convincing." Tigerwolf sets down her pack with a thud. "I know I am strong for my size but this thing is heavy."
Looking at each she smiles her smaller fangs barely showing.
hmm, impressing giants
Karol scratches his head.
giants like displays of power, or more correctly things that show their power, like slaves, things they have captured from other tribes and so on. Magical items that show their power, heads of foes. I have heard, for example that frost giants make cups out of the heads of their slain enemies.
He thinks for a moment.
An aliiance might do that, if they take it to be the senior partner, at least be seen as that.
Had shown up at some point. It was overheard about giants liking a 'show of strength' and about a portion about skulls. "Right back. Getting something." With saying that runs off as fast as could manage. When came back a bit later, a what seemed like bleached human skull with a indent from a powerful blow was in left hand. It was shortly stuffed inside his bag had left near the gate they were going to leave by.
With a new mission to undertake the newly named Wolfrager made a brief stop home grabbing her bag and saddling up Tiny in preparation for travel, with all of her preparations made Wolfrager rejoins the others with Tiny following behind"We should take care when entering there lands, they don't much like smaller races. I'm not even entirely sure they'll be welcoming to me"Wolfrager says with a roll of the eyes long accustomed to the fact that her stature only barely left her in the range of 'giant
' "If just getting the Golians themselves to change there minds ends up not quite working we could always try working with one of the other tribes, if the Golians don't listen to US maybe they would listen to closer allies like the Frost Giants." Wolfrager said with a shrug, she knew little about much of anything past what she had directly interacted with, Odak was the majority of her exposure to Golians.
Turgrim has been nodding at the wise words of Wolfrager. "Regardless of who it is, we're going to need to get partners in the region. Not all of us stand 10+ feet at the shoulder. If we don't get to them, someone else will."
He smirks a little at Tigerwolf Runt. "If the giants were impressed by smiling I'd put you front and center, half-breed. I think we'll need something a little more...solid." He eyes Odak up and down thoughtfully.
"Hah, I doubt my smile would even make them blink. Well, I brought some gifts from our escapades with the kobolds so I am helping that will let a small one like me impress someone bigger. Not that my sword doesn't impress many as I cleave through enemies."
She points to her bundle of furs. "Well, Is this everyone?" Looks around wondering if the other two were going to come but shrugged and looked at everyone. "Shall we?"
> ODAK <
• The iron giant nods his head with a couple of metal bangs towards TURGRIM as he references him in some way. He turns his head towards GREEZ bounding back with heavy footfalls as he showed off the broken skull. He hears Tigerwolf's voice and tries to walk after her, also finding the tallest Orc MAJUBA nearby.
> LEAVING WOLFTOOTH CAMP <
• For those leaving through the gates, they find himself upon the fields and forests that best represented Orc life. Wild, untamed and with opportunities found in every corner. The Bazaar that the team used to pay for various goods and repairs was in the North-East thus they would not pass by this area on their way towards their destination.
Fortunately there is a worn path that leads this way, likely from the uncommon giant venturing out from that way. Most Orcs and outsiders tend to arrive from the south-west.
{Trail Type: Path worn through the grass, wide as two giants}
Greez, I meant the skulls of their enemies, not the broken skull of some human.
Karol shakes his head as he readies his gear, checks his dire wolf, then mounts.
Attention went down toward Karol with a very wide grin "To show what do to my enemies. Shows strength of hands." As if displaying some, a hard open palmed jab was done to an imaginary enemy about human height. Then right after did a backflip and tumble a few paces backwards. It was as if was displaying the method caused the shattered skull. Then happily followed any that were moving out of the orc home.
> HOWL TO THE MOON <
• Along the journey up North-west, the rhythm of rumbling footsteps created by ODAK, GREEZ and MAJUBA set the rhythm for the group's pace. ODAK stayed back because his eyes weren't equipped for travelling in the dark as the Orcs and half-orcs did, even Turgrim the Hobgoblin had dark-vision.
Along the way, the group cross a wide and shallow hillside with long grass, the raised land along the middle gave the team a great view of the moon hovering to the west, illuminating everything with silvery-blue light. The howling of wolves heard in the distance behind them seeming to signify the lands they were leaving behind and the unexplored lands they were to discover next!
• After eight hours of travel, the team will manage to get [this far]. In the meantime, enjoy the scenery.
• ODAK overhears MAJUBA up front, gazing around the shimmering field as the wind blew across,
"",
he spoke as he thudded on behind.
Turgrim takes a deep breath in through the nostrils, savoring the freedom of the open road as they travel. His darkvision-blessed eyes scan the landscape all around him, momentarily relaxing his endless vigilance in the name of the beautiful scenery.
While moving through the field of grass, the large orc often would roll or tumble along. Not doing more then just enjoying self along with hint of practice which each time did was simply that. At one point even slowed down to let rest get ahead some. Only to then do a brief running start followed by as good a leap and tumble in the air could manage along with close to farthest without straining himself.
Tigerwolf would howl back at the wolves and smiles. "Odak, I figured you would be use to being up at night a little better."
Shifting she would look around. "Let us find a campsite. Pointing to some areas she thought could work.
"We need to rest again before we keep traveling. I don't know about you but I am tuckered and the sun is coming up."
Turgrim nods assent. "I have so longed for the open road that I feel I could travel for another week straight. However, it is best to rest up for the remainder of our journey."
He begins searching for any landmarks around the areas Tigerwolf found.
• Travelling through the eight hours pass and the group find themselves towards the edge of the forests that dominated the Wolftooth lands. From as far as the eye could see, plains of grass and to the distance north and north west, some mountainous regions. It seemed peaceful here, despite the Savage Hills' name, nature was not always wild or deadly outside the hunt for meat or pelts.
> PATROLLING PARTY SIGHTED <
• Around the area the group would rest, they are discovered upon by a small group or Orc scouts, strong looking hunters approximately the size of Turgrim. Orc-kind often had monstrous features and proportions but not many ended up with the phenomenal statures that MAJUBA and GREEZ possessed. The leader of the group eyes the group cautiously,