"Grumblejack doesn't mind" Grumblejack stated quickly before throwing Eryan over his shoulder with all the grace an ogre can manage. Eryan landed on the broad back of Grumblejack with a loud thud.
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Grumblejack roars in utter outrage. "Grumblejack thinks that the big 'un frog should drop the little 'un." He followed the fury filled statement with a blow from his fist into the top of the frogs head. Trying to help in any way for the frog to drop the now limp Eryan.
Grumblejack's fist connects solidly with the frogs head. You all hear a Crunch as the frog falls still to the ground, dropping Eryan to the mud in the process. He quickly grabs his fist and winces. "Ow! Grumblejack must have punched to hard." Grumblejack doesn't say much after that he just has a smug grin on his face, while trying to be nice and tend to the fallen Drow.
Grumblejack exited the darkness from the other side. Having his hands up in front of him, seeming not to like not being able to see. He looked back smiling. Waiting alongside one of the few that helped him escape, arms crossed.
Grumblejack's face lit up when he realized what the barrel he was carrying was for. A grin of the darkest happiness was forming. All he did was nod. Looking anxious to throw the barrel at the motion of the others.
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"Grumblejack like 'em crispy. What does the little 'un need this for? Aren't the little 'uns and Grumblejack trying to escape?" Grumblejack asked his questions as he heaved the barrel above his shoulder and followed on with Argan. His face riddled with questions as to what the barrel was for.
Grumblejack lumbers back up the stairs with a look of disgust on his face. He roars out "Grumblejack have to go up stairs because of you, Grumblejack make you pay." With this statement he slams his fists together as he makes his way up the stairs. Making sure that he is not in the way of anyone coming up.
Grumblejack goes down the stairs a bit and tries to block them from passing little 'uns. He gets ready to hit anything that may by trying to move by him. "Grumblejack make sure no one gets by"
Grumblejack squeezes through the door at Kharn's request, doing his best to get to the doorway and throwing his weapon to the ground in the process. "Come out little 'un! Grumblejack want to tickle you."
"Grumblejack hurt a bit now, Grumblejack might just stay behind you little 'uns until Grumblejack feels better" Grumblejack said as he inspected the wounds on his arms and legs. He looked at vladamir as he handed him the small sword. "Grumblejack guess he might need a toothpick sometime. Grumblejack never tried to cut little 'uns before. Grumblejack just crush before." He says as he grins a wicked grin for a second, while looking over the bodies of the guard he backhanded.
Grumblejack sensing his moment to rise has approached seizes the opportunity to be the hero of the group. He grunts as he steps over the table having it crunch over his colossal wieght. "Grumblejack..." is the only thing that you hear as he moves into the room. Squeezing through the door, and standing over the three shaking guardsmen. A low grumble comes from the room as he moved in "...Crunch...".
Grumblejack eyes gloss as he imagines something. "Grumblejack like anything that make the little 'uns go crunch." With that he slams his fists together as booming thud resounds from them. "Grumblejack still has these for crunching."
Grumblejack peeks leans into the room with his head. Quickly looks over what everyone was excited about. He then proceeds to let out a drawn out sigh. "Never anything in Grumblejack's size."
The ogre tried his best to remain silent while squeezing himself through the doorway, which was obviously made for a man sized frame. The frame of the door warped and let out a quiet moan. He made his way to the corner of the office, and looked over what vlad had become intrigued with. "Grumblejack wish he could draw that good. Grumblejack try art before and little 'uns laugh at him. Grumblejack killed them." With that Grumblejack fell back into silence. |