Pelgrev fishes through his pouches until he produces a small flask. He gently puts it to her lips and slowly pours the contents into her mouth.
drink. What happen?
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Pelgrev makes a strangled, choking sound. He dashes forward past the other members of the party. A flash is the only indication that he has a drawn a dagger on his way. He reaches the bound woman, and with a surprisingly gentle touch, cuts her bonds and slowly lowers her to the floor. You still no pay. Why stay?
Pelgrev's tattoos seem to shift ever so slightly, but the big man doesn't move or even seem to notice things happening around him. I control my rage. And I WILL release it on whoever keeps trying to snap its leash! Pelgrev starts leaning slightly towards the door in anticipation.
Pelgrev's skin looks ashen. He shows Freia half of a bloody arrow. Rat tougher than I thought...
Pelgrev continues down the hall, but is oblivious to any changes in the building style or materials. He does seem slightly unconfortable, though.
Pelgrev wipes his blade off on the dead man's clothes and sheathes it. He pats down the man for anything useful. After his brief exploration he hears Freia's question. Not bad. Rat weak totem. He chuckles a little and makes a darting motion with his hand.
Pelgrev continues trying to dice the ratman. He ducks under a clumsy blow, reverses his grip on the dagger, and slashes across its midsection.
Sorry guys. I'm trying to get on regularly, but things have not been as consistent as I'd like...
Pelgrev growls a little at the burning in his wound, but doesn't slow in his attack.
Pelgrev shrugs at Zayid's compliment. Not strong enough... The tremendous crashing sound stops him mid sentence. He runs to the edge of the pit and climbs nimbly out. He runs to the door and attempts to lift it off of Noro.
I'm pretty much ok with whatever...
I could use the armor, but if we think there's a better option....
Pelgrev slumps a bit. That one, strong like bull. He gives the unconscious man a quick frisking to free him from any potential weapons or useful gear, then cuts a length of rope to tie him up.
Pelgrev's bluster drops a little after receiving another blow. He moves into a defensive stance.
Pelgrev stands up and backs to the center of the ring.
He gestures for the remaining fighter to enter the pit.
I be ok... No fly like eagle.
Pelgrev sees Zayid and Aboki dart forward. He immediately heads the opposite way around the pit. As he moves, he pulls a long thin tube out of a cleverly concealed holster and a flash of red moves with his other hand. He suddenly stops, drawing the pipe to his mouth. A barely perceptible blur speeds towards the archer.
Pelgrev seems startled by Freia's comment. Dark? Not dark... His words fade out, but he is still visibly tense. After a moment's hesitation, he moves behind Noro at the door. What hear?
I assumed Noro would indicate If she wanted/needed our attention. I am greatly enjoying this experience. I figure we all cycle our attention a bit, so that was a couple days I stepped back.
Pelgrev wedges himself into the chimney. His shoulders touch the sides as he slowly lowers himself into the darkness.
She tough. Pelgrev gives Freia's shoulder a gentle shake. Up or down?
Pelgrev looks at Noro. He be ok? He indicates the boy with a lazy hand motion.
Pelgrev's focus is squarely on the "door". He barely recognizes the existence of the people around the party.
Pelgrev briefly glances at the crowd, but is swiftly distracted by Zayid's signal. He moves close, ready to go at a moment's notice.
Pelgrev steps up to the door, leans back a little, and, with a resounding thud, delivers a boot right to the seam in the middle of the doors.
We go, then? Where 'forcers? Pelgrev seems slightly hesitant. Wish we knew more about this half orc...
200gp: 100gp warpaint of the fearsome visage
That ok?
Pelgrev lifts his head at the conversation. We hit Tooth and Claw. Get some back. He sets his head back down, but his eyes remain open. I hope we are strong enough.
Pelgrev wolfs down his food as though there was a race. He finishes with a loud belch. Pelgrev walks over to Zayid, and places a hand on his shoulder. He winks, and says You worry much. It be okay. He squeezes Zayid in a gesture of reassurance. He steps away and kneels down in front of Aboki. He stares the big cat in eye for a moment. No bite again. Pelgrev nods in satisfaction, and looks for a place to rest.
Pelgrev shrugs. He picks up the other unconscious man and starts following Noro. We big dogs.
Make fire! Pelgrev's voice takes on a note of excitement. Distract! And burn that. He points toward the blanket and its grisly contents.
How we go? He points at the 2 unconscious men. Too heavy jump roofs...
Pelgrev feels an unusual flash of anger, but quickly quells it. That wasn't right/ I didn't sink myself into the rage. Pelgrev's thought is interrupted by the pain of teeth sinking into his skin. He instinctively tries to roll into a defensible position, and manages to avoid Aboki's second claw. Wha.. Why? After Zayid's assistance, Pelgrev stands and looks into his eyes. You no order? Then, no happen. But, you must control.
Pelgrev tries to kick the swordsmen as he gets up, but only manages to fan air at his back.
Pelgrev's blows are obviously being aimed for maximum damage. We finish them fast! Then we go.
Pelgrev continues trying to disable the big warrior.
No get up!
Pelgrev steps up to the man Aboki has restrained and delivers a vicious looking punch to his temple.
Maybe make you our totem? You earn. Pelgrev's voice is icy cold, not at all full of his usual combat fire. He deserves to be treated that way, but then we're no better than him... No. Can't yield to that. We ARE better! No. Pelgrev shakes his head. You rot in jail.
Pelgrev nods in recognition of Freia's thanks. Happy I help.
Pelgrev drops to one knee, exhausted from the exertion of battle. He pants heavily, but laughs heartily.
He looks at Freia. You ok?
Pelgrev slugs back the potion he removed, and throws aside the empty flask.
Some of his bruises fade and he looks healthier.
His rage is not lessened however, and he howls as he moves towards the closest enemy attacking Freia.
I'll warn you in advance. I'll likely be AWOL starting Friday night, 5/23, through Wed, 5/28. I'll be visiting some family in the mountains, and interwebs are sketchy.
Pelgrev continues his attempts to finish the guard in front of him. The deadly dance of claw vs. hammer balances on the razor's edge. I not be long, Freia!
New company. Thanks for the well wishes. :)
Sorry. I'm changing jobs, and was away all weekend. Things have been a little hectic... I'm still trying to check in.
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