Arctorus makes two heavy handed swipes at the nearest troll.
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Arctorus tightens his grip on his new axe he had just...married...and swings it furiously at the troll in blue, but his second swing is horribly off course and misses by a mile!
Arctorus looks to the others and readies his axe before stepping inside the doorway and down a bit, moving to keep the green men in reach for future attacks.
Just as a heads up, I will be leaving May 2nd to go pay homage at the House of Mouse and won’t be back home until May 12th, and then diving right back into work for a few days. Through those first 10 days, my posting may be slower than usual but I’ll still try to get a post in as able and needed.
At Asta's question, he looks at her and it and said "I dunno. I think I married it. Whatever that is..."
Arctorus looks at the troll and scoffs at it, before pushing it over with his foot. He then looks at his axe curiously. ”I thought you killed trolls better?” he asks it.
Arctorus grits his fangs against the attacks, bringing hairs axe down hard again at the troll’s left head.
Surprised this thing was still standing, as well as roaring at him, Arctorus reels a bit and flails his axe harmlessly at the trolls faces.
Arctorus, seeing the beast intends to fight too, charges forward wielding his new axe. Once he reaches the troll, he swings it around in a powerful arc, aiming for the things chest!
Arctorus gives the two headed troll a cold glare as he walked by, but figured the Queen wouldn’t want him making trouble here. So, once outside of the witch sale thing, he took up his original axe and placed it on his back as he said ”So...we want to take this two-head-troll out while he is alone?”
Ditto. I was kinda giving Torod the chance to stop me from doing something else stupid here...haha
Arctorus sees the big green guy, and starts to approach to see if he can help. Then he remembered that was what a troll was, and instead looked to Torod. He lifted his new axe and gets a toothy grin, but waited for Torod to give him an idea of what to do next.
I’m ready to advance as well. On to the trolls! I got an axe-wife to please after all!
Yeah I’m done. Dunno what I’ve done, but I’ve done it. Hahaha
"Uhhhh..." Arctorus looks at the man rambling off a bunch of weird words at him. "I mean, if you want me to use that axe to kill one certain troll, then uh...yeah...I guess I can do that. What's 'wedded' and 'cherush' mean? And how does an axe get sick?" he asks as he takes the axe from the man.
The others arrive just in time to see Arctorus stumble back in shock and land with a heavy thud on his rump as he hawks at the axe. He blinks dumbfoundedly at the shopkeeper, then to the others with a look of confusion on his face. ”The axe! It talked!”
Arctorus looks at the axe quizzically, and back the the shopkeeper, before kneeling down and asking the axe ”Whath the twollth name? How do I kew it if I dun know ith name?” This guy is dumber than me. Even I know axes can’t talk. They chop!
Arctorus looks at the man, confused. ”Mithtah, I dunno halth ob wha yuh thayin’ meanth. Buh I eitha uth a big axe or my clawth,” he says with difficulty, holding up his claws as an example.
Arctorus shrugs, and starts to speak before remembering what Asta had said. He clenches his teeth and says ”Wha ya go? Any’hin’ da kew trows?”
Arctorus sighs at Arabeth's rebuke. Figuring there was little he had to offer here, he just nodded and turned and stepped out of the tent. Again the weapons and armor on display caught his eye, so he made his way that way to see what was there.
Arctorus just looks at the woman awkwardly. Are all women who sell things green? ”Lady. I don’t know what half of what you just said means...I just am here to help kill some trolls and was told we needed to buy some pretty clothes to do it. And I don’t even know why.”
Arctorus follows along dutifully as the tour proceeds, but each time they pass a weapon or armor store, he lags behind a bit and browses the items a moment...
Arctorus watches as most of the others begin putting their weapons down. He shrugged and walked over to a nearby stump. He took the massive axe off of his back and gave it a mighty swing down into the stump, wedging it in tightly! He then walked back over to the group, and said to Torod ”Don’t worry. I will keep us safe.”
”Ahktowuth,” Arctorus says through clenched teeth and as little movement of his tongue as possible.
Arctorus walked alongside the horses as the group traveled. When the caravan came into sight, and Lady Asta gave her command, Arctorus just went along with her orders. He wasn’t quite sure how best to guard his tongue, but he kept his jaws clenched and strains to cross his eyes and tilt his head enough to keep an eye on it through his teeth.
Arctorus the simpleton going to a fey market of witches...this is going to be amazing!
”So...buy without money?” Arctorus asks, his confusion growing stronger as the queen speaks. He decides to tag along in case he can buy something without money as she described.
"Oh...well...ummm..." Arctorus looks to his coin pouch, not sure what he could get with his money. He unhooks it and hands it to Asta. "Whatever you can get me to help with this?"
Arctorus was so confused. But he definitely did not like the sound of a witch market. The big man shudders and grumbles ”Why we buy a witch? We have enough magic users as is...”
Arctorus lifts his axe and shoulders it, following along quietly. As he does, he leans over to Torod and asks quietly "Why do we need something pretty to wear? Does dressing pretty make trolls uncomfortable?"
I've also got a possible rebuild question for you regarding Arctorus, Aest. But I will send it to you in a PM.
Exactly. Whenever Leadership is brought up as a request I just always like to preface my intentions should I take it. I never use it as a “feat for extra character” or stuff like that. It’s always just there to boost background RP ammo.
If Arctorus took it, it would be purely for RP fodder to flesh out the lizardfolk tribe where he now is chief. Cohort and followers would not be traveling with him on adventures.
Whatever is comfortable for you, Aest. To everyone: any word on Seraph?
Good to have you at the helm. Bit of background on myself in this campaign in particular: I was one of the originals, but then had to step away myself, in part due to a close death in my own family...so I can sympathize there. I am back, and have since been two different characters. My current character is a bit of a dullard, and in truth not even part of the leadership of the kingdom.
I'm not against it. But the game had lost some momentum. If the rest are down, so am I. But I also won't lie and say that life hasn't been hectic for me for a quite a while and kept me a bit busy to make too many in depth posts in any of my games. So whatever happens happens, I'll roll with it.
Merry Christmas everybody!
Arctorus, in the time the others spend preparing for another fight, instead spends this time trying to get to know the lizardfolk. He hopes they will tell him just what sort of area they would prefer to live...near water, in a forest, farmlands, whatever would be most comfortable for them. He also makes certain to take the drake head he claimed from the forest drake and have it properly preserved and prepared as a trophy.
Hope everyone’s had a good holiday weekend (if you celebrate it).
Side note: maybe a spare Headband of Intelligence for Arctorus at some point...hahaha
”Oh,” Arctorus says as he rubs his head and steps back over behind Lady Seraph, embarrassed.
At the mention of a bounty for the troll kings head, Arctorus gets an excited look on his face, and says to the green skinned lady, "Sorry, I'll have to come back. I gotta get to him before word gets out about this bounty. Then I'll have enough coin to pay you for an even better axe!" he says as he unslings his axe from his back and moves for the door. He bangs his head on a low rafter in his zeal, causing him to stop a moment and rub at it.
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