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Approaching slowly and nodding Algar thanks for the offer to eat. Bless the hunters with plenty food, with no danger and place to sleep. I give my thanks to all the food in this world as he press his hands together palms against each another, left fingers point up and right fingers pointing down.
Nodding and then with last twitch of his hand axes rise little bit up to air and descend until Algar catches them on his hips level and tie them at his back side
As they travel Algar listens to Bronn singing and travels next to Cragbelly. Upon coming to wagons and hearing Valan´s words directed at him Algar sighs HUoh... silly man. Algar won´t kill. Algar asks and kills then... if they are rude or attacks me first. You reap what you sow we say while he picks up his hand axes and keeps circling them in the air.
Algar spent his evening sharpening both of his axes. Grinding with wet stones and practicing slashing until he is happy with the result. Reaching for his stock he grabs some materials for nights outside camping but is ready with minimal amount of equipments. Appearing in the morning in front of others wearing full fur clothing of wolves with bigger axe on his back and smaller ones hanging next to his hips.
Streetwise Algar follows others but keeps silent when the dwarf gives orders. First time he is so close with other people... Why they are not afraid of me... well, the mountain little bit more stupid but good. Smell too much? as he takes a sniff again but I took bath just couple weeks ago... maybe the look, that must be it. No one ever approaches Algar because how scary he is hehehehe
Bluff detect Why not laugh. The mountain man is funny but maybe bees and flowers are for later hm... would be interesting man for the tribe Algar notes to himself Streetwise As the discussion comes to end Algar is clearly trying to recall some historical information from his tribes lores. Haah, elves and their problems. If they just know how to hit and spend not so much time with their woods and forest animals everything would be fine. Now goblins does what they want[/i] Algar sights in the end [b]Not my problem. You tell, I do. Algar is learning here
Looking a while at woman who was called Min Mhm, no offense taken but Algar is not tattooed. Tattooed are stupid, scars more manly or skins of your enemies around you and grins at her Listening the Cragbelly who seemed to be his superior now Algar sighed Enough well. When I get angry, it hurt more... enemies particularly. If its small it flies, if its big, it chops. Dwarf knows what speaking. Good sign for leader nodding at him although little bit disappointed for not being the leader. Nevertheless, was good chance for him to learn trick or two of being leader
Algar grunts at this and nods his head to the direction of hill dwarf but remain in same posture. Taking a small sniff at himself and face like question mark wonders what Major might have meant by that but obediently wipes little bit his skin with wolf fur. Ok. Get there, kill the buggers, get the stuff or something like that. Okie dokie Algar asks
Algar was outside running near the forest when Podrik found him to give the letter. Practicing to increase his endurance and showing respect to spirit of totem his tribe respected was basic. Stopping and grabbing the letter from Podrik Algar begin to read but took painfully long to read it through as he spelled each word out like a child. Frustrated but not giving up he is able to finish the letter until it appears to his mind that he could just have asked Podrik to read it out for him. Still, it was in his best interest to at least learn to read properly. Thanking Podrik and returning to his hut to grab his belongings Algar arrive after a while to the house. ----------------------------------- Stepping inside the room Algar see others who have already gathered. A big giant-like man, a woman in black, a Dwarf and a another man who smelled funny. Algar was clearly the last one to arrive to scenery and this was bad. Non fitting for a future chieftain. A clear frown appeared on his face but disappeared soon as he psyched himself up. He was tall one from others perspective but his body was build well to match his tallness to leave impression of warrior. Wearing some clothes and rags but most recognizable was the fur of wolves around his shoulder and waist. Sweat and a bit dirtiness was clearly seen but seemed like he was used to this. Nodding to the others and talking with clear voice Sorry for being late. Seems like I am the only one or maybe there is still others? Had some... training to be done and finding me was quite hard. I am called Algar. Possible to know your names? Algar asks as he goes through each participant and measures them up, especially taking just more than a glance at the woman
The shriek is immense and all Algar senses are locked as he freezes on his place, unable to move and warped back to his past-memories
Algar follows after and looks around but laugh as he sees Izbahn only starting at Naomi. Muttering to himself with low voice, which might be heard by others Women... and human at all! What's so fascinating about them... I prefer some muscle and ferocity Perception
Shaking his head as he watches this show of strangers. Goblin jumping and grabbing ranseur, the noise and the comments, Algar shakes his head for disappoinment No sense of of balance, believe of curses... and most of all, what was that! Fist is all you need but smile appears to his face, as he sees Darst "embrace" attempt. Grunting and turning to follow Venmirl, Algar shakes bad feelings of his shoulder. Continuing talking from earlier with Izbahn So, you say that monster made some more monsters by dropping his own blood to that liquid or well? Did it do something special or just dropping blood? Can't we try it or something? clearly curious about this information
Nodding to Izbahn I agree although I have a bad feeling somehow. These... creatures or monsters just keep popping back up even after we killed them. Where did they come from actually, since I have never saw something like them before in my life Algar asks while walking in front of others Wondering what all this is, so many things has happened in such a short time...What time of day it is even now
Nodding to Izbahn, Algar grunts. Later as they walk around and look for more ways and come to hole on the floor, Algar looks at it for a while. Walking nearby carefully and looking down while also listening for a moment. Turning to others Something here and seems to be leading somewhere, but got no idea. Apparently will take some time to explore but we got time now
Crunching and muttering to himself, Algar hands tighten and body trembles from the feeling of hatred, each moment passing by getting him frustrated and angrier. I don't know... but I feel like just punching you people to face or smacking your body around the floor. This is odd feeling and this room especially... all the time I felt more angry than before and now... I just see red Looking to others and face showing emotions of hatred and rage, Algar is for now keeping it under control. What is this place... I would say to get out of here, since I will not promise what I will do if we don't move out here and as he said those words, Algar withdraw from the room
Sighing, when the battle is over and looking at others, Algar leans against the wall. So many things had happened and he started to feel better. I don´t see anything against the suggestion to continue exploring. We might find something interesting.
Cursing and now something dwelling inside his stomach and feeling back, Algar grip on his axe almost loosen up, but keeps it on as he move fast but keeping another hand against his stomach... I need toilet.. argh, Gorum, stop this...
Gripping tighter on his axe and hitting the last monster until turning towards quasit Attack /
Seeing the small goblin moving and attacking the last monster, Algar steps to flanking position and hits with his axe towards monster.
Attack
Frustrated and annoyed by this new monsters, Algar had enough. Bringing his axe viciously down at undead head and focusing his rage against it, he pulls more strenght out of his body than he suspected Attack Damage
Algar follows after Venmirl and attacks the quasit with ferocious strike Attack
Looking at others advancing and even mage getting forward, Algar decided to keep moving also. Something kept bugging him, but quite unsure what was it damn, if I let a mage get better of me.... Picking up his phase, Algar moves to front and looks out for anything suspicious as he keeps axe ready in his hands Perception
Algar will stand up and wait for others. Calming down and flexing his arms, he is ready again Better to chase that creature down. I would however stay little bit back, since not feeling okey after all those weird stuff it did to me... still feeling some kind of electric shock.
CMB: Grapple Smiling and laughing to quasit, as he tighten his grip [b] I guess so, but can you say hello to one of them and sasy to visit? Would be nice, you know[/b} and smacks her with headpush
CMB: Grapple
Continueing his grapple, Algar smiles at the quasit and whispers something only to be heared by her You know... Since we are all pinned and been some time... how is the female demons? heh heh heh... as his grappling is getting more tigher and intimitating...
CMB:Grapple Check
Algar growls to the quasit Suffer? I will show you what suffer is! I would bite your head off if I got the fangs big enough as he murmur to Venmirl Just go help others
CMB:Grapple
Damn Creature! I will squeeze the life out of you and eat your heart! Algar roars to ear of quasit, while his muscles seems to rip out of his flesh as he begin to crush the creature
Enemy yelling before him and then suddenly disappearing, Algar snaps back to his senses and looks around. Enemy disappeared, he takes wider stance and put his weapon aside, while flexing his arms.
CMB: Grapple
Roaring to the flying demon, Algar steps closer to creature and this time using the momentum of his moving, releasing his fastest hit so far and putting whole weight behind it Attack
Crit Confirmation:Attack
Shaking from the effect of some magic, Algar growls but then again raises his axe again and charges towards new enemy, which appeared far in front of him.
Turning around and trying to find new enemies, Algar moves back to main tunnel and upon seeing bigger goblin monster, charges and chops it with high-arc slash, while raging insults to get its attention
As Algar´s axe buries to the meat of the undead, excitement is taking over him. Finally something worthy to fight again, Algar´s muscles grow and get tighter as his eyes begin to glow with darker red, with savage growling coming out of his mouth. Removing his axe and then spinning to strike with full force at its head, Algar is in fever.
Algar stays where he is, staying in the border of light and darkness.
Algar, seeing perfectly in darkness, abandon the stealth, but moves slowly to keep covering others Bah... humans, can´t even see in darkness, bringing light and revealing everyone to the creatures miles away... Grinding his teeth, Algar readies his axe and keeps his distance between Darst and Izbahn/Naomi
Seeing the creature eyes bulging and ready to flee, Algar moves fast forward, while he gives shout to Darst Goblin, we got company and with that, he closes next to enemy. Algar literelly jumps out of the shadows and bringing his axe down in high-arc against humanoid, and with the motion spins around
Main-hand
Algar nods in agreement Clear as a blue sky. Let´s get some heads rolling and starts walking forward to the tunnel, when everyone else is also ready. Making sure, everything is okey: Algar moves slowly forward, while not trying to reveal himself
Algar smiles as he thinks about the situation: Something worthy to battle and fight after those couple miserable gladiator and bar fights. The people just can´t fight at all in the end huoh... That one dwarf although had nice kick... shame he never reached rahahaha as Algar laughs to himself in a whole body shaking manner. Moving forward, Algar removes his orc axe and grab its tighly on his hands. Something shines on the whole orc axe: the two-sided guillotine seemed to have a live of its own. Looking at it and weighting it down, Algar comments Nice, isn´t it? It is kind of special... since I had to pay some money to get done with this nice stuff, Silversheen if I recall... there was this especially annoying customer, who didn´t seem to take any damage, no matter how much you hit him... but after this beauty got made, head was rolling like ball... rahahaha Looking at others, Algar points to tunnel So... I am new with you guys and hopefully not scaring you off. Interested just how will be the order? I am quite sharp with my eyes and can also move silently if needed, but someone is always better at something else
Approaching the Glasswork, Algar looks around the scenery. Memories appear of him running around here for hours, spending time and forgetting everythinga about this world. In his own memories, they arrive to Glasswork and inside Algar looks around. Some of the stuff has been cleaned already, although there is spot here and there, indicating of fight which had been fought not so long time ago. Rickon coming up and speaking to group about this weird creature makes Algar smile Ahah, worthy opponent? We will see... grappling from throat and then squeezing life out of it should solve the problem. If not, I will just then keep it in one place, while others are bombarding it. All this talking is getting me excited ahahah and as Algar speaks, his eyes glows from tension
Waking up early in the morning, when sun is raising, Algar spent most of the morning outside, stretching and running in the streets. Passing some of the early birds and townspeople, his mind returned slowly back to childhood. This town, the smell... oh, how much I used to run here. Running and hustling, stopping and giving couple test punches towards wall, Algar mind was getting clear. Later, coming back to Rusty Dragon inn, Algar noticed something had changed. People looked at the party and whispered. Cold stares were given and the whole attitude was like cold water splashed to your face. Closing towards the table, Algar greets others Good morning all. Seems like rumors are spreading fast as he begin to hoard plate full of food
Algar watches how the... couple are kissing each other, with no single emotion escaping from his face. Moment later, a muttering voice can be heard Like orcs... mating season... why not hitting to the head with club, but oh, woman already tried... sweat Shelyn, give them a room... and the half-orc turn to look another way, while the muttering continues
Walking behind the group and watching their action, Algar is just wondering what is relationship between these two One is striking with words, sharp as steel but playful. Another one is trying to fence them off with great effort... and the Goblin is like a cook, carefully putting more fire under the pot. Cunning fellow or just ignorant of his surroundings heh.
Izbahn question comes with a surprise to Algar and looking at Izbahn with surprised look Well, not really. I am used to sleep outside, as long as it´s not raining and even then it depends... but if you are able to provide a bed, why not. Algar seems to be astonished by this offer and apparently is lost with his words. He don´t notice the mood between blond woman and Izbahn, but then he is not so good with relationships between humans
Algar is surprised that Mayor is talking to him but then someone odd and... well, intimidating appearing just suddenly with other people without speaking not knowing most of them yet even. Couching Well, I am Algar... used to live here, in Sandpoint, when I was child. My dad, well... not sure, which direction to know, but deciding then to continue married an orc... ahah, sounds funny yah? Maybe you remember him, since it was something quite odd here Thinking Nevertheless, I met these guys some time ago and decided to hang with them. They seem to need help, so I would like to offer my muscles to them... plus you never had so many chances to get to brawl with devil and smiling in the end
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