"Grrrr," Hrusk snarls back, twirling his axe...
Dazzling Display
"Grah!" He exclaims, as he cuts himself...
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Hrusk HP 23/26 Hrusk roars, and slashes down on the Shambler who's wounded him... attack , damage
Initiative "Die!" Hrusk snarls, lunging forward, bloodlust of his Ogren line for once unrestrained... till a puzzled look crosses his face. "Again?" He mutters, confused. Attack , damage
Hrusk pauses, considering. "I will take Abalor's blessing, if it will take to me," Hrusk agrees, surprisingly softly for such a large figure...
Hrusk just shakes his great head, having little preference at pursuing either path...
Befuddled by the language and the speed, Hrusk watches quietly as he ever did in his father's laboratory...
"Authorities not always wise," Hrusk murmurs. "Or just." He pauses, shifting almost uncomfortably. "Could send to my father, mother. Wise mage, would know what to do. Better than Hrusk..." the Ogren continues, hanging his head...
Hrusk erupts from the ground, swinging his greataxe... attack , damage
Init With a great roar, Hrusk charges it to attack the statue... Attack, , Damage ...and falls flat on his great big ass. Owie...
"Poor puppies," Hrusk sighs, a little sadly, and lunges forward at the clearly rabid creature best put out of its misery... Attack ,
"Rahhh" Hrusk roars, flashing his weapon in an impressive display, hoping to scare away the poor little puppies before they get hurt... Intimidate...
"I'll lend my strength, of arm and axe and character." Hrusk agrees. "Also, my share of our earnings."
"Hrusk thanks you from the bottom of Hrusk's bottom," the Ogren tilts his head in a half-bow. "Hrusk will reward you for your kindness," the Ogren continues, pressing a shiny silver into the innkeep's hand.
"Hrusk agrees," Hrusk says, draining his flask. "Hrusk will please take the room with the longest bed," he continues, addressing the innkeep.
"Hrusk not mind guarding caravans. Work is peaceful, with just the right amount of excitement. Hrusk not mind dispatching skeletons, smashing statues. Hrusk not like hurting fellow warriors, fighting for the friends, their families." Hrusk draws a long sip from his mug - a warm, smooth tankard of goat's milk.
"Hrusk will accompany his comrades, whichever battle you wish to lead us into..." He half-sighs, in a way that makes you think, perhaps, he'd rather his powerful hands were kneading dough rather than cracking skulls.
Thanks! But he won't take it if you need it - its just a backup for him.
Hrusk isn't the wisest of warriors, but he's smart enough to know when others are best-able to handle delicate negotiations... and tough enough to know they won't try and short him of his share. That said, he'll lay claim to a shortsword "This will cut my meat most finely," he smiles, "most finely indeed."
"Hragh!" I snarl, turning to the bandit who just stabbed me. "Die!" I snap, slashing at him in his turn... Attack , damage ...dealing a severe wound to this bandit in his turn. "Raargh!" Current HP15/16
"Death!" Hrusk roars, leaping forward, sweeping his great axe at the closest bandit. "Death to foul betrayers!" Attack , damage A warm, grim smile crosses his face, as the bandit's blood sprays...
Initiative Somewhat regretfully, Hrusk draws his axe, spinning and swirling it around him in a great display of weaponsmanship. "Withdraw," he growls, "you face your deaths." Using Dazzling Display feat to make intimidate check to demoralise all foes within 30ft who can see the display. Intimidate
"Hrusk would be glad to spar," Hrusk gravels. "Hrusk would like to work up hunger before breakfast." Hrusk glances down at the huge axe in his hand. "Hrusk not want to hurt little friend. Hrusk will borrow this," Hrusk says, nodding to the cook even as he selects a robust, if plain, cast-iron skillet that might be used to fry meat, had the caravan chanced upon any for dinner...
"There you are!" Hrusk beams - and slashes the shambler again with his greataxe... Attack , damage
I thought it was good! I'm happy for you to take obvious actions on Hrusk's behalf.
"Hrusk!" I snarl, lunging forward, meaning to cleave the shambler clean in twain... Attack , damage ...but the blow goes wild, leaving the shambler unwounded. "Huh?" Hrusk glances back, wondering where his target has gotten to...
There's nothing wrong with Hrusk's instincts, under threat. In moments, he's rolled to his feet, greataxe in hand... but Rhanviel's well-meant warning goes over his head, and he lunges forward to the Lhurenathi's side. He'll strike the moment one of the shamblers closes with his new friend... Greataxe damage
"T'ank you," Hrusk half-bows, before lumbering off with surprising grace, to make a swift assessment of the surroundings... Perception "I, uh" Hrusk gutters. "Forest has many trees in it. I think its a good place to camp here. There's space between the trees."
The hulking Hrusk slowly approaches Drozak. He doesn't seem to see any need to remove his heavy chainmail links to sleep... "Help Hrusk please?" He mutters in a thick, guttural voice devoid of intelligence but not, perhaps, without a hint of childlike charm. "Hrusk tough, but night cold, and Hrusk not good with... complicated... things." Hrusk says, holding up a couple of twigs entirely unsuited to firestarting... Survival (untrained)
"Graaw." Hrusk nods. "Hrusk will protect comrade-friends during hours of darkness." ...looking forward to playing with you all! |