The Wolftooth Tribe

Game Master Jazzai Moonbreaker

• MAK strides past the brothers' reunion to take a closer look at the group that followed them. With each footfall the ground shook a little under his weight, staring down at the smaller ones like TURGRIM, MOGWAG, KAROL and to some extent, WOLFRAGER,
"Hmm, I imagine that many of you got through thanks to the 'Golian Gate' rule that allows small-folk passage if one of us invites you as a guest. The Steel Sentinels would not even so much as turn their heads down to you unless you were a trader or otherwise useful outsider to the republic."

He kneels down towards the others, still about nine to ten feet high even with the lower eye level,
"Where are my manners, welcome to [East Trade Town], I am Mak, the Forge-Fist; known for my skill in crafts and for crushing my enemies with my fists. Do not be afraid of my physical superiority, I believe every little one has the potential to prove themselves worthy of being equals, if you are friends with a Golian, you are either a great friend...or a talented liar"

• JARED finally breaks free of his brother's grasp, grabbing ODAK's helm and wriggling it about to the Protector's discomfort, though as ODAK removes his face-guard, the solemn Golian's face was happier now that it ever was. The Longstrider walks over towards the group as he saw MAK kneeling. He folds his arms dismissively and glares down at the others,
"Ooright, if we're tellin' names. I'm Jared the Giant Slayer. An' NO, it's not cause I slay Giants (cause I 'ear that every buggering time from you lot), it's cause I'm a giant who SLAYS YOU. Don't matter what ye are, only takes me a few seconds of lookin' at ya an' I already know what yer thinkin'. Next second I'm already makin' a plan on how t' kill ya..."

• JARED feels the heavy grasp of ODAK's gauntlet on his shoulder as he stares deeply into his brother's eyes. JARED takes a brief look, rolling his eyes and turns back to the group,
"Oh yeah an'...this is me brother, Odak Kobi. I'm Jared Kobi, 'is brother. An' I'M the older one jus' so you know! Being fatter don't mean he's older than me!"

The Doctor will stroll over to the 2 giants. No need to kneel, me no king He says to the short red clad giant smiling slightly beneath his mask.

I am Doctor Majuba

• JARED takes a raised interest as MAJUBA speaks up. Looking up and down at the tall one who manages to match him foot for foot in height,
"So yer a Doctor eh? I like ye mask mate, ye look scary as hell. Would be nice t' ave a healer around fer when things get hairy. Who's in charge of ye group? Is it you, the gorilla or me Bruv?"

Was looking at the two introduce themselves. Remained behind most of the others so not to block a view. "Greez. Tigerwolf translated. She deserve more eye level why on shoulder." A finger pointed over at Tigerwolf after introducing her. When heard the question about him a leader, head shook hard in a 'no' fashion.

• JARED takes a raised interest as MAJUBA speaks up. Looking up and down at the tall one who manages to match him foot for foot in height.

"So yer a Doctor eh? I like ye mask mate, ye look scary as hell. Would be nice t' ave a healer around fer when things get hairy. Who's in charge of ye group? Is it you, the gorilla or me Bruv?"

How come you talk different than your brothers The Doctor sayx with the sudulty of a bulldozer.[/b]

Me heal ok, but not my specialty

"I dunno, I grew up on the streets with me Bruv, human folk used t' talk like it so I did too. Mak's a smarty-arse so he speaks proper like, an' me brother's always been a bit soft in the 'ead so he doesn't speak much at all!"

• Jared squints his eyes a bit at MAJUBA,
"If ye makin' fun of the way I talk, ye can talk! Ye sound like ye smoke 40 cigs a day fer forty years!"

Mogwag is just plain Mogwag, and yes since we came with Odak the sentries let us trough. We are his honored escort. Your brothers has gotten quite a name and great deeds to himself since you last lost him. He is now the personal envoy of the Clan chief of the Woolftooth tribe to yours

Karol says in giantish And I am Karol Heart Singer, skald of the wolftooth tribe. We are on a diplomatic mission of sorts. Honoured to meet you.

Tigerwolf stares at the two large ones as she held onto Greez's shoulder. After listening to everyone's reply to him she would nod to herself.

"Well, Mak, The Forge Fist, and Jared the giant Slayer." Putting more emphasis on the word slayer than giant. "It is a pleasure to meet you both. I am Tigerwolf as Greez said and friend and tribe mate to Odak. He has told me about you Jared and it is interesting to meet you finally. You can say I am the leader of this group. That being said I don't know who you are calling Gorilla but I will not tolerate insults to my tribemates or allies. So please refrain from using them again. We may be smaller but it does not mean we shouldn't be taken seriously."

She gave them a toothy grin. She looked like a child perched on Greez's shoulder and not intimidating at all. But Jared could see she was completely serious behind that smile. She would f!%& up someone that kept insulting friends and tribemates.

• JARED looked a tad incredulous as TIGERWOLF spoke up to announce herself as leader, even dropping his arms down and having a double-take before responding,
"You wot? You're the leader?! Oi Odak, why are ye lettin' a little girl boss you around mate?"

Looking back to her and GREEZ, pointing at the big Monk,
"An' what if I did call 'im a Gorilla...I mean look at 'im! You're tellin' me he's not?"

• MAK, still kneeling down towards the ground-bound folk nods with a smile from his firey-trimmed beard jaw, towards KAROL,
"Some of you know Giant as well, it's quite appreciated. Me and Jared speak Common so don't bother yourselves with translations around us. You may need it for those who have rarely set foot outside these lands. Not all of us can learn a language in a day",
he chuckles.

The heavy arcanist heaves himself to stand as he looks towards TIGERWOLF perched upon GREEZ's shoulder, talking aside to JARED as well,
"Now now Jared, they are only preserving their dignity from your responses; a little tact will help us all in the long term"

"Tigerwolf is it? Cultural differences aside, what brings you and your band of small-folk and giant-kin? Considering that Jared spoke nothing of his brother's return, I don't believe this is merely a family reunion.

Mogwag believes he has somewhat alluded to the reason of this party's presence in your lands. We are to seek a meeting with those who lead the Goliath Tribe for the Chief of the Wolftooth Tribe has important information to relay and a request as well he politely respond to Mak

• MAK turns his head down to the little half-orc in armour plate, his bushy brow furrows at a certain key word,
"Excuse me but...Goliath tribe? Did you mean the GO-LI-AN people of the Republic? I very much prefer not being called the equivalent of...oh what do people call your people sometimes...? Ah, Green-skins! Whether or not it is physically accurate, get it right or I will have to put my foot down!"

The Arcanist puts a finer point and stomps his huge foot onto the ground, making the stone slabs shake underneath, his foot planted no more than a couple feet away from MOGWAG,
"Do I make myself clear little one?"

• MAK turns back up to the group in general,
"In any case, you want to speak with the leaders? That is not going to be as easy a task as you might think. The Republic has four leaders, each for the main four races. The Pyrant King of the Steel Sentinel, The Frozant King of the Frost Guard, Georant Chief of the Land-Master and our very own King and Queen of the Golian Rock-Splitter. You may speak to any of them about whatever problems you're having, but only the four races together can decide on the outcome if you require any significant aid."

pffft. Giants, so pretentious.
Karol smiles and lets the greenskin comment slide. Comparing orcs to goblins? Diplomacy is not their strong point.

how would we go about arranging a meeting with them?

It takes all of Turgrim's willpower to remain silent. His teeth are exposed in a silent growl for a moment, then he turns his face away, so as not to ruin the diplomatic efforts of the others.

• JARED peers down at the well-dressed Half-Orc KAROL, leaning over with his hands on his knees as he spoke to him,
"No special 'rangements, jus' walk up to their city an' ask. But Mak jus' too optimistic, ye won't get anythin' out of them unless it's matter o'life an' death...and even then...!"

"I got a mate over at the Georant camp 'oo I go campin' with sometimes. Mak's got it in wit' the war-smiths over at the Pyrant Fortress. Any ol' pleb can get in wit the Golian City, dunno anythin' bout the Frozants up north."

• JARED stands himself up fully once more, folding his arms across while gazing down upon KAROL,
"But if ye think we're jus' gonna run off to play politics, it ain't gonna come cheap. Me n' Mak 'ave our own problems t'think about! Bloody bandits musclin' in, stealin' our stuff. Problem is there's two of us an' six a'them!"

Would remain silent while the discussions went on. Did on the other hand never stop moving by simply shifting from foot to foot repeatedly. It was very obvious the 'greenskin' comment didn't even phase him much at all. "Bandits? Big or little?" It was a bit obvious he was a bit itching to do something other then talk or even just walk around a town. Eyes scanned the rest of the party to see how each might have reacted to the mention of what was spoken. Secretly hoping to get a time to knock out bandits and maybe even throw one or two.

"I am Wolfrager and the clan calls me Unkillable. I dont think none of us are expecting you to go out of your way for us just 'cause. Big or small bandits might be a problem for just you two, but with a bit of help from us it'd be a lot more than two against six. Hell take just ME and I bet we solve the bandit problem nice and fast." Wolfrager said flashing a viscous grin not particularly worried whether or not the bandit problem was giants or smaller races.

• JARED turns down towards the child-sized ogress,
"Oh no, they're definitely big 'orright, at least t' you an' the other lil folks. But I like ye enthusy'asum. You 'elp us beat those buggers an' we'll let ye stay over at our place fer free!"

He smiles down at WOLFRAGER as he made the compliment,
"Me n' Mak'll tell ya the details after dinner, I'm 'ungery! Who wants food? I know a pub that does food. Oi Bruv, do ye 'ave any money, cause I'm not a charity!"

Tigerwolf chuckles lightly and nods to Mak.

"Well Mogwag and the others have told you why we are here. We did not know that Odak's brother was here. That was just happy coincidence. And yes Jared. I am the leader and no Greez doesn't look like a gorilla to me."

Listening to Jared's proposal she shook her head. 'So you need us to help you?' Looks up at Odak knowing he most likely won't refuse and the others seem all for it. 'Well I will go with it for now but knowing what Odak has said about his brother we are probably just being used. We need the help though.'

The Doctor listens to the back and forth between the various folks and chimes in So you two point us toward leaders and we talk to them

• JARED ends up walking back towards the street, waving everyone to follow him, while Mak treads on around to join him and says,
"Come along now, we have some business to take care of"

• ODAK follows one behind the other two giants but stops by TIGERWOLF to smile at her before running off to chase his taller brother,
"My brother!"

> THE AFTERNOON <
• The giants lead the team towards the town's tavern, a huge building that appeared to be a few stories tall even though it probably stretched as high as nine. The large wooden doors had handles far too high for the non-giants to reach, except Wolfrager and Turgrim. Inside the tavern was at half capacity, with great men and women enjoying drinks and meals and socialising with one another.

JARED and MAK gravitate towards a corner of the room with a booth, seating with backrests in a circular fashion and a great big table in the center with enough room to let even the biggest of bellies sit without being cut off at the ribcage. Meanwhile for the non-giants, the seats were approximately six feet high off the floor and the table stood high enough for anyone less than nine feet to walk underneath without ducking their head.

JARED goes over to ODAK and talks with him while MAK sits down in the booth, sitting on the far right end,
"While Jared and his brother sort themselves out, come sit and we'll negotiate over a drink and some food"

Made way following the lead that was done. Still not minding that Tigerwolf was on shoulder. Was actually a bit liking that was in a way offering some protection from potentially stepped on. Did let out a growling chuckle hearing her words. Out of natural habit, was about to duck head some before realized it would not just smack into the top of the doorway. Actually had stopped a brief second to just stare at how head had not even come close to smacking it.

Giant society seems more complicated than I have been lead to believe. Then again hill giants are probably not a good measure of it. What about cloud and storm giants? Any of those around? Karol asks as they travel.

• MAK looks over at KAROL in response to his question,
"Good question, the Republic has many different races although the inclusion of the Breezants and Thundants happened shortly after about hearing about coalition. None of them are this far south though, you might see them in the Golian city where they represent with the rest of the council. However that's only during discussions of important events and changes, normally they reside in the mountains in the far north beyond the Frozant Plains"

The Arcanist peers over and pats the carved stone table at the booth he was sitting at,
"Do you need any help sitting up with the rest of us or will you be able to manage yourselves?"

• It appears that the seats to the left and back are vacant, the only way to reach them would be to climb up the left side or walk underneath the table and climb up onto the seating that way.

Mogwag will have no problem lighting himself up to talk with the gorwn up he replied to mak with a smirk

Mogwag think we should either talk to Georant Chief of the Land-Master or the King and Queen of the Golian Rock-Splitter first. But we are in no real hurry. We will assist you in removing your 6 bandit problems and then resume escorting Odak as he delivers his message to the 4 rulers of the land

Tigerwolf would grin as Greez followed the others and is more than happy to take a boost to get up onto the chairs and eventually the table.

"Mogwag we are in a hurry. Human's have already sent representatives to the nations. Remember we are at war. Time is of the essence. I don't disapprove of your choices on who to talk to but I would put my vote in for the Georant and the Pyrant personally. I think both would hold sway and Pyrant being the military aspect of their culture could be needed to have their support. Especially if their is a vote between all the clans."

Turgrim stares up at the towering chairs, glancing over at Mak. In response to the tall Golian's offer for a "boost," Turgrim gives a single nod of acceptance, hating that it was necessary.

• MAK reaches his mammoth gloved hand over towards those requiring a boost, picking them up around the chest and under the arm like some large-sized stuffed bear, particularly the bigger little ones like TURGRIM requiring a little more effort. The Arcanist places them in the middle seats at the back of the booth, while TURGRIM and WOLFRAGER could see over the top of the table while sitting (by only a head), the others would need to stand on their seat to see over,
"Now then, when Jared comes back with our meals, he will explain the situation."

• After a few minutes, JARED returns with a few drinks. ODAK was following him around so the approaching sounds of heavy metal banging was evident,
"Thanks Bruv, food'll be 'ere in a bit"

To fit everyone in, many of the giants had to shuffle in towards the middle, giving the impression for the small one that they might end up being sandwiched between the sides of their giantish allies. Fortunately this would not be the case, they're left with at least one giant's width of room to sit, though not without the sense of being confined,
"Orright, I know ye got places t' be so here's the deal. Some pricks by the name of [Boran] and [Chezik] 'ave been rubbin' it in me n' Mak's face about 'ow they own this town an' everythin' in it. Breakin' Mak's stuff and stealing from me. Until now I 'adn't got enough manpower t' beat'em up but if ye helpin', we can take'em down once n' for all!"

"I know where they all live, it's Store-'ouse #5. We can go in t'night and beat the lot of 'em. Gotta watch out though, they got thugs 'n assassins 'n magic people. Gotta catch'em by surprise!

Count on Mogwag for this little raid he says to Jared completely ignoring Tigerwolf last comment to him

I will go as long as it get us meeting with big chief faster

sounds good

it should Doc, or at least it will get us some goodwill with Odak's brothers he simply replied smiling

For the time just was listening to what was being said. Gaze jumping between each that spoke. While sat in a chair more suitable for size, feet tap very lightly on the floor repeatedly. Then out of no where to all the more 'normal' sized of the party mentioned. "Looks odd. Tends to be me looking out of place. Table and chair look perfect size here." Of course there was absolutely no insulting mixed in his voice with how said it. Was simply innocent sounding.

The Doctor looks at Jared So you have plan that does not have us being arrested?

Turgrim resists rolling his eyes. "Oh, this'll be good," he mutters under his breath.

• JARED turns to the lanky witch-doctor, leaning his arms on the table,
"Course I do! Fact is, those blokes 'ave been messin' with too many people an' the Pyrants are p***ed off. I ain't a saint, but I don't mess wit' the town guards, the only stealin' I do is from midget humans an' the like."

JARED goes into more detail about the plan, he leans his head down and quietens his voice, gesturing the others to listen in too,
"Basically, we sneak in through a 'ole I found out back, beat the crap outta them, steal their stuff then tell the guards on'um so they get in trouble. Easy!"

The Doctor looks around at his fellow clanmembers remembering the time in the rockeye when stealth was needed. Some of us, not real good at sneaky

• MAK nods towards MAJUBA as he too leans his arms onto the table, with a creak,
"I am aware that most of us lack the grace and natural agility of the smaller folk. It is why I shall cast a spell that is capable of turning any one of us into ones of diminutive stature. Me and Jared have successfully fooled others into thinking we were a Dwarf and Halfling, but it is not a true disguise; if you saw us now and saw us again under the spell's effect, you would simply see us as puny fractions of our former selves.

MAK leans up from the table, lifting his head up solemnly,
"The spell itself lasts quite a long time and can allow even the burliest of you into areas unthinkable in our current stature, but it greatly weakens your physical and indeed your supernatural abilities too, you cannot use it for combat for you will be at a disadvantage. I shall not force you undergo the effects for it cannot affect unwilling creatures, but do note the Hole to which Jared refers to is barely wide enough for the little ones to squeeze into, nevermind the likes of You (Majuba) or Jared"

"Those who wish to sneak in quietly will willingly undergo the spell, the others can wait outside to break through the front. With a flanking party we will certainly have the advantage.

Tigerowolf noticed Mogwag ignoring her and took note of it.

To Greez she smiled. "Yeah, must be nice for you. If you want before we leave their lands maybe we can commission some furniture for you and the others." She said looking around at everyone else.

Nodding to the Doctor at his great question she would smile at Turgrim as he didn't look happy. From what she knew of Jared from Odak it wasn't surprising.

"Some of the group seems to be spoiling for a good fight it seems. So, besides a place to sleep how else are you helping us. So far you are getting the better end of the deal. How is this going to help us meet with the leaders of the various tribes?"

• JARED responds to TIGERWOLF's question while pushing himself back into his seat with his hands, his brother ODAK was pressed against his side and was a tad uncomfortable with the heavy metal plates,
"Well, nngh, basically we know a few folks in the places ye gonna 'ave t' go to spread yer message or whatever. Geos know me from a few hunts we had a week ago, an' Pyres like Mak 'cause 'ee helps make 'n mend weapons fer'em. If ye want to talk to the leaders fast ye can skip the middle-folk. an' get straight to it on our wreckamendation!"

"If ye jus' bugger off on ye own ye jus' gonna be waitin' until it's too late t' get things done."

The Doctor turns to Jared You know how many and what they do

Mogwag will go through the front and be the hard know.

dm mogwag will cast one or rwo buff spell before heading for the attack.

Tigerwolf laughed at Jared reply looking genuinely amused. "Ahh, pulling the we are the only ones in town that will help you routine. I love it. Use to see that in the human town I came from all the time. Odak you are right. He loves to get people to do what he wants." She wiped her eyes chuckling.

"You did notice I didn't say we wouldn't help yet. Just asking if it was worth it to help you. " She giggles.

A hand lifted up some. "Is roof option? Less like to spot that way then standing front door." Right after asking or letting the suggestion be let known, the hand thumps back to the table top. It was kind of obvious by how looked when heard about the shrinking portion was not fond of the idea.

Mogwag, save it for when we're actually on the scene, and do so as a roleplaying post and not an OOC. I also still haven't seen a reply or amendments to your sheet from the last PM I sent you.

• JARED glares over at TIGERWOLF for a moment before turning up towards ODAK who is looking a little nervous,
"Nnrgh...!", he grumbles as he turns back to TIGERWOLF,
""Don't take the p*ss miss! I'm grateful fer' you returnin' me Bruv back t' me but if ye won't do a simple task fer me n' me mate ye can forget about cooperatin'! I get enough s**t from 'umans, nevermind bloody shoulder-girls sittin' on Gorilla-backs!"

• The frustrated Golian reaches up and uses ODAK's head as handhold as he stands up on his seat and hops down to the ground with a thud,
"I'm outta 'ere! Mak! I'll see ya at number 5 at midnight, it's goin' down t'night whether this runt wants to come or not!"

ODAK: "B-but bruv...!"
JARED: "Shut yer face!"

• JARED hustles out of the Tavern, kicking the door open as he went. ODAK looks out of the door longingly as he adjust his helm with one hand,
"Bruv..."

Watching him storm out she would shake her head. "You also didn't tell me he couldn't take someone giving him a hard time for acting like the small folk he looks down on. Don't worry Odak, he is just upset with me. If you want, follow him and spend time with him." Looking at everyone else.

"Alright, since he ran off he doesn't get to hear what your thoughts are. So who is in for a fight in the hopes their words ring true and they can help us accomplish our missions faster?"

Mogwag will go.