With a roar, Hakak and Fleshripper raced toward the drakes.
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Hakak hauled Fleshripper's snout over to point at another solder and punched the spineback. It raced forward. He followed.
Hakak and Fleshripper pressed their assault on the soldier between them. Hakak
Hakak raced forward, swinging wide to avoid human steel as he approached from the side opposite Fleshripper to strike.
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Hakak swore and punched Fleshripper in the mouth before sending the spineback forward, teeth flashing. Hakak himself stalked forward.
"Mother bind you with her arms," Hakak prayed.
As long as the nastier horrors are more or less stipulated to, I'm fine. Grotesque violence handled in a matter of fact way is a-ok too, as I think my past postings would indicate. :)
"Horde-Forger," Hakak said. "I know this place. The Corpsetorch Swamp runs on the skin of the Hold, where the humans flay it to build their castles. The Burning Boar breathed over its waters and caught the dead in his fire. The scream their pains and make torches in the smoke. Those who go within are tested. To follow the torch is to be as those who love the Burning Angel: empty of Mother's strength and dead. The trees live and kill. Only the strong survive. It is a good place. Long ago, the pinkskin earthspeakers made a tribe, the Circle of Thorns. We warred and slew them in the muck, feasting on their flesh and making their hides into useful things. Only those who were unmanned and fled survived to tell the tale of our might. "I know paths we can walk to come there."
Hakak should be updated now.
Hakak roared his triumph and proceeded to Skreed's original body. Things would end as they had begun. He seized Skreed's manhood and cut it loose, holding it aloft for all to see. "Thoku Horde-Forger!" he shouted, swinging the member about to spray blood on the earth. Mother took her due.
Now Skreed died. Now he needed to die again. It was the way of things. He and Fleshripper turned and charged giant Skreed. Fleshripper swung wide and came up on the giant's far side. Hakak, charging, flanking
Hakak and Fleshripper moved forward, closing on another wounded orc. All would die for the Bleeding Storm!
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not going to lie this is the first time I have seen someone suggest tactics to anybody in a pbp lol Far be it for Hakak to argue. His player is a huge sucker for coordinated play. :) Used to have lots of fun with a debuff-oriented witch who rarely did anything involving hit point damage to the enemy.
Hakak would take no orders, but from the Chief. And only he because he had Mother's strength. But Ozak spoke sense.
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The other would come soon. It would be best to slay this ogre before he did. Hakak and Fleshripper continued their assault on the shaken ogre. Hakak
The slave to Zagresh would do them no harm this moment, Hakak reasoned. But it would soon. Better to strike now, so it would fall more easily when no longer a thrall.
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Thanks! Like i said, it's easy to write for you guys! You guys motivate me to write! Where there's a whip, there's a way.
Hakak angrily punched Fleshripper in the mouth and send the spineback off. He followed.
Ok so Thoku and Kern are enbiggenated. I have three spells - enlarge on myself and Ozak. Who else wants to be big, or should I enlarge Grell or Fleshripper? Or cast mage armor on one of them? Fleshripper already has barkskin, so he probably doesn't need the AC.
Hakak laid his hand on the bloodchief, mightiest of them. "Mother smiles upon you and giants unman themselves in fear," he prayed.
He turned to Fleshripper and bellowed curses as he beat the spineback with the shaft of his scythe, splinters flying out and joining to his scales.
"And I will run as though Mother chased me," Hakak kicked the side of each of his calves with the opposite foot, hard.
Esteemed GM, is pre-fight buffing kosher or should we keep them in our finely-crafted pantaloons (only the best human hide will do) until hostilities erupt?
And while we're dispensing buffs, who wants some bull's strength and barkskin? Hakak can always use them on himself or Fleshripper, but given how I roll he might mess up and cast them on Skreed if he's not watched closely. :)
Hakak has testosterone poisoning and he's totally into having the fight, but will defer to smarter PCs. :) If we do fight, he's now got some buffs he can load out: Bull's Strength and Barkskin. They're probably more valuable than his summons at present.
Hakak stood silent and brandished his scythe eagerly. They would submit, or they would die. It was all the same.
Hakak shifted his weight for a step forward, but remembered Mother's blessings. The green things would grow over what fell, breaking and crushing them. He prayed.
"I do not bow," Hakak said. He gripped his scythe, but saw it was too far for him to run in a dash. "My Mother sharpen your bite," he prayed, before punching Fleshripper's jaw. He stalked forward as the spineback raced ahead.
"I do not fear bones," Hakak said. "I make them many." He and Fleshripper pressed the attack. Hakak
Hakak and Fleshripper threw themselves heedlessly at the huge skeleton.
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Snarling at his weakness and calling Mother's strength to mind, Hakak redoubled his efforts.
Hakak and Fleshripper launched themselves at the rats. Hakak
Dogged, Hakak and Fleshripper pressed their attack on the guard between them. G3 again
Snarling in frustration, Hakak kicked Fleshripper over to the guard's far side and struck again.
Grinning, Hakak and Fleshripper tore into the nearest of the guards.
So we are doing automatic bonus progression. Ok. Are we also halving treasure drops and omitting the proscribed items, but otherwise filling ourselves up to the WBL per those rules or is other treasure going to be handled the usual way? I am just a simple orc who wants to eat the manhoods of his enemies, or possibly serve them still on the vine to my dinosaur and/or a feral child I'm trying to manufacture. I flay my victims one inch at a time just like everyone else. I am confused and unsure. Please answer and in so doing unman my confusion and feed it to a dinosaur.
"Boy, best do as he says. We have no reason to kill you, do not give us one. While you will find no compassion in such as us, if you show us your worth, you may become a servant." Kern does his best to calm the boy without showing weakness to his fellow orcs. "And if you fail, Fleshripper will eat your manhood," Hakak said cheerily. "Then it will prove of use." "But enough weeping." Hakak walked over to the boy and dipped his hands in the blood and entrails. Then he painted them roughly across the boy's face and chest. Searching about the corpses, he found a likely looking morsel and cut it free. "Eat this or you will eat no more."
Hakak, a druid with a dinosaur companion. Again, pretty straightforward. Wicked Crit with a scythe - looks like he is built as a frontliner. Hakak is a monster. He need only twitch and the lives reap themselves to spare themselves what he would do instead. You can tell by how he never hits anything. He finishes every battle naked, all of his gear in the hands of enemies, and covered in his own blood. It's only sporting.
Yes! That always works I'll heal.
Welcome. Would you like some entrails? You look peckish. :)
Hakak snarled. They must all die. He would taste their blood and cast their weak manhoods at the feet of the manflesh of Trunau. He would have their women and feast on their children, save perhaps one he would keep as a thrall. It would be good to beat a thrall. He threw himself at the nearest foe.
Fleshripper stepped to Hakak's flank to continue the slaughter.
Got a reply from Kraq: RL sucked him into a spiral of responsibility and upheaval. He needs to bow out. We shall emasculate many foes in Kraq's honor.
Hakak roared with hate as Fleshripper wheeled on the man who dared mar his flesh and attacked.
As his spineback battles, Hakak rushed forward.
No idea.
Hakak bid Fleshripper charge with a swift kick to the flank, then called on the might of the Earth to unman these false orcs. The dinosaur raced after the lead false one.
Hakak sat. "It is strange to be with so many humans," he said, voice neutral. "I hear words: they teach whelps to slay themselves."
"Fleshripper is fierce, but knows his place. Every night he tries for my throat," Hakak said fondly.
Hakak trailed silently after Kraq. He disliked all this talk, but the tribe had agreed to it. The weak ones were many, they few. On seeing Chaga, Hakak nodded his approval. This one had tasted battle. "Your marks show your might," Hakak said by way of greeting.
Or we each use 8 of our fame points and AND get a massive +220 to intim and +2 assist from each of you and we get the hoard to join our tribe `\_(^0^)_/' I kind of love the idea of Fame Voltron. Hakak can form...whatever part isn't structurally critical. Probably a Robeast. The bat-looking one with ribbed metal Madonna cone breasts.
"We have slain many," Hakak said as Fleshripper snarled. "We will slay many more. Fleshripper hungers for fresh manhoods."
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