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3 posts. Alias of That Other Guy.


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The Soulless Ones, Children of Chadarsh

The Other Living Orc Guard

"Fyrhtormir... Fyrhtormir... Fyrhtormir..."

In the pit, the other Orc guard, the nearly-dead-but-still-living one, begins to crouch and repeat the same orc word over and over again. His mind was broken by this fiasco, but all was now eclipsed into hopelessness for the fear before him. A brutal warrior, a kin of Chadarsh, sat and wept as a widow in the midst of massive carnage.

Orcish:
"Terror Wyvern... Terror Wyvern... Terror Wyvern..."

If you can understand what Fyrhtormir is in character, THENN you can make this knowledge check. Otherwise, you have a general sense of 'big flame bad better run'.

'What is a Terror Wyvern?' History or Nature check DC 12:
Terror Wyverns are the apex predator and destroyer of Nil Karsusha. They are the worst thing Nil Karsusha has faced. There have only ever been 2 reports of them coming to Nil Karsusha proper, but many an expedition has been brought to ruin by these wicked serpents.

The closest thing to the true dragons of old, the Talfroros, the Fyrhtormir- the Terror Wyverns are drakes of red skin, yellow eye, flaming breath, and a harsh Varan desire for silence.


Events are unfolding right now, but I'm going to throw the spotlight back to you for roleplaying and reactions. Whaddayado?


The Soulless Ones, Children of Chadarsh

The Weeping Orc Guard

I'm just going to post this guys' turn first because it makes more sense flow-wise.

Grapple Resist: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

The roaring mourner shoves Nikomedos aside, almost as a ragdoll. Although Nikomedos stands taller than him, the orc himself is a tower, and the force of his flood of pain transmutes his meat into the mettle of steel.

However, the soulless crier does not notice the entangling words of the violet warden amidst the violence and war between the Unions' men.

He evades not their sullen lullaby, and in the manner of a large drunkard getting knocked out, he falls face down to the mud, crushing both corpses beneath him.


The Soulless Ones, Children of Chadarsh

Beauregarzd, Labormonger and Quartermaster of the Defiant Heron

Your ears cringe at the sound of Beauregarzd's coarse voice. He is the iron-fisted labormonger and quartermaster of the ship. Although he is of orcblood, these nights have been making him restless. He waves a long charter scroll in his hand as he bellows to the crewmen against the heavy downpour:

"ALRIGHT GOONS! Let's not make this complex. Teams 1-7 are starting with the Imports. Teams 7-9 are picking up what's on the charter. Teams 1-3 take the acacia beams. Team 4 takes the Ennish wines. DON'T DRINK ANY OF IT THIS TIME! Team 5 gets the salts and meats. Team 6 gets the spice barrels, make SURE you DON'T let them get WET. Team 7-9 will take the alloted ores from the Export house and begin to bring them here. When teams 1-6 are finished unloading, they will ALSO go to the export house and follow the charter so we get done ahead of schedule. No hudori tricks this round, or I'll keel haul you PERSONALLY. GET TO WORK!"

At his final bark, everyone begins to scramble and bustle down the stairs to the decks beneath to get the imports.