"Yes...I still have the journal."
He reaches into his pack and removes the book. He hands it over to Silas.
"Here...and sorry.
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Blinking in the sudden light of a lantern, Mok sits up suddenly, feeling for the deadly wound that was dealt to him...and only discovering a new scar. "I take it we won!?" he says with a horse voice
As he is being moved, the young orc lets out a groan and partially opens one eye. See Hund by his side, he smiles and starts breathing easier as he sinks back into the beckoning darkness.
Mok lays unconscious on the ground...dreaming of waking and asking what happened!!!
Whoohoo!! Grommok slowly wakens and struggles to sit up. "What happened? Did we stop them?"
Die of DOOM (Dum, Dum,DUMMMMM!!)
d6 of DOOM!!
Fast Turn Mok swiftly moves towards the first thug, brandishing his enchanted staff, and attempts to brain him! Attack:
(probably not so sneaky) Grommok blunders into every pile of twigs, leaves and for good measure steps on a cat's tail. As the blood-curdling yowling tapers off, Grommok looks over to Baros. "Sorry...do you think they heard us?"
"Let's hurry...I do not wish to leave these two alone if the demon is unleashed!" Grommok gives Hund a quick pat on the head and then starts a quick run/walk towards the church with Baros.
The orc looks down at his mechanical friend. "Oh yeah! There might be thugs trying to get her back...you should hire some protection..."
"We removed her from the influence of that cult leader. I think she might have been drugged so you had better keep a close eye on her."
Grommok looks over to Silas and smiles wanly. "I have been better. Let's get the girl to her family before I pass out!"
Grommok moves slowly towards the thug that Hund has and, after enchanting his staff, swings at the man's head. Attack:
Calling upon his new powers, Mok channels the magic into healing the wounds the thugs caused.
Staggering over to the metal hound, Grommok twists the key on the creature's back and brings his friend back to life. "He has the girl...go get him!"
Reeling from the pain, Grommok attempts to break contact with the thugs and escape. Escape:
Mok reaches up and grabs the man who is trying to strangle him, twisting his arm as hard as he can. Grab:
Nope...slow for me this turn
"Hund...wait for us!" As the mechanical dog takes off, Mok, dragging the girl with him, tries to keep up, but the burden of the young girl struggling leaves him far behind.
Grommok takes the young lady's arm and directs her out the door with Hund. "That went way too smoothly Hund. What do you think? I hope the others have kept watch and are following.
Will: Well...at least it is still in the positives!!! Can using my fortune help??
"Halt human! Her clan asks to see her, and this should not be a threat to you and yours. If her aunt is satisfied she will be allowed to return, if not...well perhaps others will turn their eye towards your compound. Do not stand in our way...there is more here than meets your eyes!" Grommok lets a slight growl enter his voice as he speaks to the man.
Looking the girl over and noticing her condition, Mok shakes his head. "This is not good. The girl is drugged and unable to make rational decisions. I will return her to her aunt and let the drugs wear off...then she can decide with a clear mind what she wants. Come girl we go now!" Grommok waits to see what the girl does, as well as watching the 'cult' leaders reactions to his message.
Perception: Grommok looks the girl over and then speaks. "Are you well? Your aunt is worried about you. Perhaps you should come back with us and reassure her of your choices...yes?" He looks to the cult leader as he speaks as well to see any reaction he might have.
Grommok looks at the man, then down at Hund. "He is no pet. He is my friend. We are looking for a young woman who we have been told is here. Her name is Fallon. Please take us to her." Mok is not trying to be threatening, but his straightforward manner might make him look so.
Grommok looks down at the mechanical dog and smiles. "Let's go then. Yes, we are also looking into this cult to see what it is all about and free a poor woman who seems to have got caught up in the tentacles of this church."
Looking down at his mechanical friend, Mok nods in agreement. "We are willing to undertake this mission. We will try and discover what has happened to your niece."
Grommok listens to the woman's plight. Having only recently come into religion himself, he nods in the understanding of the woman's fear. "Religion can be a very powerful drug. Can you tell us more about these "Adepts"? What is it that they believe and what makes you think they are 'wicked'? I would just like to get to know more about this group so we are not heading in with preconceived ideas."
Strength: Grommok, after being pretty quiet during their travel with the family of merchants, helps unload the wagon with Silas and Baros. Mok pets Hund as he passes back and forth. His pack and staff sit by the mechanical beast as he works.
Grommok shakes his head at the man's question. "Not a necromancer but rather a ritual that called the dead to rise. We hope that we are far enough away from the area now. Would you mind if we shared your campsite? It has been a long, and tiring journey."
Grommok moves over to where Hund is watching and gently lays his hands upon the metallic creature. A surge of life energy flows into his friend, easing some of the more painful of his wounds. The priest does the same for all his wounded companions (up to 3 characters)
GIving a grim smile after laying low the hobgoblin, Grommok steps forward towards the next foe and again swings his staff at the enemy. Attack:
Grommok leaps up and swings at the hobb with the arrow in his knee. "Ha! Attack us and try to steal all our things will you!!" Attack:
Grommok continues to stay hidden (or so he thinks) until one of them gets within striking distance.
Grommok immediately stops moving and slowly sinks down into the undergrowth, attempting to make himself less visible. He also quietly brings magic to his staff...just in case!
Intell check:
Grommok looks over the dead minotaur and examines its wounds and looks at the arrows. He also searches the dead creature.
Attack:
The orc priest swings his magically enchanted staff at the downed beast, but it does little to hurt the monster.
Grommok is surprised by the sudden appearance of the hellish creature. He swiftly cast a magic glamour upon his staff before wading into the battle.
LOL...Probably south for now maybe...sounds like we could get into a bunch of trouble down there..!!
As the group strips the bandits, Grommok gathers a number of odds and ends and sets them out in a strange pattern. "Come you who are wounded and let the Old Ones heal your wounds." Later during the talk around the fire, Mok sniffs and looks around. "I do not care where we go, but I do believe the Old Ones have brought us together for a reason, so I for one will follow everyone for now."
Grommok moves up beside Hund and assists against his foe. Attack:
Snarling in pain, Mok swings again at the bandit with his staff. Attack:
Surprised that the bandit withstood his vicious attack, Grommok swings at him again, hoping to down the brigand for good! Attack:
Grommok once again strikes at the bandit with his enchanted staff. Attack:
With his staff still enchanted, Mok swings at the nearest bandit. Attack:
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