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Giant now, and bloodthirsty, the warwitch stomps forward, Uskroth's legacy weapon in both hands. Her baleful masked gaze falls on a foe. Does her hammer? Free Action: Enter Rage. Standard/Full Round: Attack nearest/Charge Tarsk/someone available. [+2 BAB, +4 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Huge weapon, -1 Large, +1 bless] [+2 if charge]
Sorry for my absence. Father-in-law had a stroke (seems to be much improved now...), plus night shifts over the weekend meant I was discombobulated. Will try to catch up over the next day or so...
Shakraal's anger fills her, bursting through her keloid warscars, pulsating and beating as if a living thing inside her. Her gauntlet hand makes a gesture of failure and her eyes burn as she gazes upon the fleeing holy warrior - her prize and her meat left living at her chief's command - now running with all her tribes secrets inside him. "You think on the debauchery of pain and the summation of terror, Mighty Chief, at your peril. The wyrd is a yoke to guide us ydt you make sport of our enemies and deny them the pitiable destruction they so richly deserve." The wyrdwarrior prowls to Thoku's magnificent side, crouches and slides her abominatory mask up onto her scalp. With feral grace she scoops up the piss-stain'd earth and chews it before spitting it out. "Yea, they leave their cowards water, their brains and their blood - but that one, the [here sneers the unpleasant word] paladin takes our worth as knowledge with him. To alert our foes. To be ready for us." Shakraal stands, and looks up at her painful god-lord. She smiles and holds his gaze with her own. "It is by strength you lead Mighty Thoku. That is apparent. By wit and wisdom, that is why we will follow, not as corpses." the warcaster emphasises her point by pointing a sharp nail at Thrull before stalking off to loot bodies.
[+2 BAB, +3 Str, +1 enchantment, -1 Large weapon]
Reluctant to let Mighty Thoku drain the glory from her right, the warrior-witch swiftly runs to smash his assailant, oblivious to the feeble scratchings of the puny humans...
[+2 BAB, +3 Str, +1 enchantment, -1 Large weapon]
Shakraal smiles a hidden leer as she drops the enchantment on her fearless leader and becoming a ferocious incarnation of doom runs to join the fray.
Free Action: Rage. Full Round: Double move.
Shakraal lusts for glory, but reconciles a greater future than present gain. She weaves the sacred signs in the air, and empowers her mighty Thoku...before her skin trembles and her form pulsates with feral passion. Standard Action: Cast boiling blood on Thoku.
[EDIT - actually scratch the rage - boiling blood requires Concentration to maintain.
Shakraal leers behind her mask. "Good work, dread-one. And I will harry them from the rear..." Round 1 Cast aggressive thunderstorm to target the back row/rearguard.
'K, thanks Dragon. Will look for armor that helps and save the 3rd level feat for something else. And I check the Unchained rules for how much wealth I should have and spend it on gear...right?
Ok I've partially leveled up. Got my increase to Fort and Ref from 3rd level witch, and applied new hitpoints. I've removed the Enlarge/Rage spoilers in my alias line as I think they were incorrect. Got access to a couple of nice 2nd level Witch spells now, aggressive thundercloud and boiling blood which is well thematic and works differently for orcs. Here's my issues: I only seem to have one feat. Should I choose a feat that can ameliorate my ASF or is there an item I can choose from my Automatic Bonus Progression treasure whatever the hell we are using. My character sheet still mentions me using a Large Falchion, but I'm now toting Uskroth's earthbreaker. What are its stats, (apart from the fact we worked out it does 6d6 damage when I'm enlarged) and how do they interact with my Automatic Treasure Lootin Score thing? What else given the you-bewt-unchained-auto-lootin-rootin should/can/would I have magic item wise?
...Thoku, and the heart of the Bleeding Storm...
Shakraal watches the conversation with great interest. With much force she yells: "Did not the Twisted Nail learn of our cunning when we ambushed them? A mere crew against their might. Are we not mightier than these riders - one orc a fist to each of their fingers? You say we are strong, and yet you fear to face them in open battle. If their numbers are a concern, let us repeat our cunning and "twist the nail". The wyrdwarrior addresses the horde: "Are we not the Bleeding Storm? Does not the Destroyer pay heed and homage to Mighty Thoku? Are we not his dark rain???"
Sweat and foolish tears well together to mar the warwitch's vision. The battle is done, Skreed defeated, but Shakraal has failed. "Mighty" Thoku bears the exultation and adulation that should by rights be hers. "Thoku. Chief. Thoku" she yells, but her heart is not in the cry.
Shakraal frowns under her mask, then spews vitriol at the assembled orcs. "What is this? Skreed lies dead. He was not the Horde Forger - but this giant is? Mewling scum to follow the thin blood of giants!!!"
Shakraal is, once again, exultant. Ogre "paint" and orc brain mush bathe her, and she feels anointed. She looks to the snivelling orc nearby, and at the pathetic undead-elf, foul slave to Choots will - deep inside the horrormasque the wyrdcaster's eyes flicker in annoyance. She will abandon such. Shakraal sees a paltry orc near Thoku, and though she despises his leadership, she must make a show of loyalty. She thrusts the hammer toward the foe in challenge, then, as the last of her exultation leaves her the Bloodscreamer charges, bringing the mighty legacy weapon around in a wide arc to obliterate the pitiful orc's unclean stain from the face of the earth. Shakraal's secret, inner hatred, jealousy and dark desire is outwardly pronounced by her signal failure - her clumsiness and ineptitude are apparent. Round 5
[+2 BAB, +4 Str, +1 enhancement, -1 Huge weapon, -1 Large, +2 charge]
Shakraal's scream ululates loudly, as the press of minion orcs worries her. She lashes out with her enormous hammer, like an angry bear swatting at bees... Round 4
[+2 BAB, +4 Str, +1 enhancement, -1 Huge weapon, -1 Large]
The huge warcaster screams again, her frustrated fury leaving her in a fit of feral pique. She brings the legendary hammer back down to make the ogre kiss his toes... Round 3
[+2 BAB, +4 Str, +1 enhancement, -1 Huge weapon, -1 Large]
Shakraal screams again in frustration - her very flesh pulsing and her keloid tattoos pulsating. She swiftly brings the hammer back to lift the ogre's face off...but again her aim is not true. Round 2 Swift Action: Enact Scarshield
[+2 BAB, +4 Str, +1 enhancement, -1 Huge weapon, -1 Large]
The giant warwitch screams toward the nearest ogre, swinging Uskroth's foehammer. Round 1 Full Round Action Charge to I/J-9/10. [+2 BAB, +4 Str, +1 enhancement, -1 Huge weapon, -1 Large, +2 charge]
Shakraal approves of Ozak's latest post. Though, our glorious chieftain was under the enlarge enchantment most recently, and he is the chief. ;)
Mindful of the mighty dead chieftains reach, Shakraal nevertheless sreeches and charges between her own leader and the behemoth, her battletalon thudding into the mouldering flesh sweetly. Swift Action: Rage Full Round Action: Charge to 14-P [+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon, +2 charge]
Shakraal blinks as the mammoth skeleton teeters and collapses under the deathmaster's axe. She quickly checks to makes sure none have noted her weakness or failure. "What do you hear Daggertooth?" she whispers, then listens also...
Shakraal moves out of peril, and remains unfazed. "Bones brake and scrape!!! Fill'd with hate you will crumble!!!!" she snarls, but her ability does not match her invective... Standard Action:: Swing for the bonylegs...again!!! [+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon] [+4 TH Str]
Without blinking and unfazed by the monstrosity in front of her Shakraal steps in close, and snarling a guttural warcry, swings her giant warfang... Swift Action:: Activate rage (4 rounds left).
[+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon] [+4 TH Str]
Sorry, just landed at my holiday destination. Will post tonight Oz time...
Shakraal exults once more as her foe falls. With some care she prowls around to embitter more weaklings, ready to cleave them in twain... but her bloodclaw cuts nothing. Move Action - Move to C6 via C5 to avoid AoO. Standard Action: Attack Guard G8, flanking with Thoku. If G8 is down, then attack G7.. [+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon, +2 flank]
Shakraal grins behind her mask as she feels the balance of the battle shift. Hack stands opposite the human in front of her, dividing his attention. She hefts her gut-spreader again swings it again in a wild arc, metal finding skin, sinew and bone in a glorious explosion of pain and red fluid. ROUND 2 Standard Action: Attack Guard G5, flanking with Hakak. [+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon, +2 flank]
Shakraal explodes with a deep bestial roar - her keloid skin pulses as it hardens. She breaks into action, her benighted gaze lowering upon the treachery of the human guardians. She hefts her steel talon high, and brings it down in a vicious arc... Round 1 Swift Action: Enact scarshield
[+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon]
"No need to wake this one." Shakraal stretches as she speaks, the wyrdwarrior's mask for the moment stowed for inconspicuosness. Shakraal inidcates the yapping of weakling tongues. "The Bleeding Storm are somewhat heralded I see. It is of little consequence. We shall not tarry in this place of decrepitude."
Throwing caution to fate, and metal to blood, Shakraal likewise rips her battle-talon skyward then down in a furious sweep...obliterating muscle, sinew, bone and spirit in an awesome spray of blood and viscera. The witch-warrior revels and is exultant!!! Round 4
[+1 BAB, +3 Str, +1 mwk, -1 Large weapon, +2 charge]
Free Action: Exult!!!!
Just did a quick audit of my character sheet, found the following errors: Toughness was adding +4 to hp, instead of +3 - AMENDED Initiative was appearing as +2 from Dex, instead of +1 - AMENDED Fort was showing +5 instead of +6 (Con bonus was +3 instead of +4) - AMENDED CMB was showing +1 instead of +2 - AMENDED CMD was showing 12 instead of 13 - AMENDED Speed was showing 20' instead of 40' - AMENDED A mix of faulty math, missed level ups and maybe copying from an older PbP barbarian's character sheet. I've also added handy Enlarged, Raging and Enlarged Raging spoilers under my alias. Now that Shakraal wears a Masterwork Chainshirt, she'll be using Burning Hands rather than Mage Armor, to hell with the ASF...
Roaring her fury, the wyrdwarrior pounds her chest, her awesome scarring pulsing and rippling a keloid shielding. Shakraal leaps to obliterate her weak foe - passion outmasters her, and the blow screams wide. Round 3 Swift Action Initiate Scarshield (+1 AC) Move Action Move to 10-T Standard Action: Slash puny human. [+1 BAB, +3 Str, -1 Large weapon, +1 mwk]
Round 2 Double-move to 10-O.
Thoku's self appointed lieutenant suges forward, her might increasing as she drops the facade of civilized demanour, and draws her mighty blade in her oversized grip. Free Action Enter Rage Move Action Move to J7, drawing blade.
Fiends! Amateur cannibals! Slaves to weak passion! Tuskless vermin, that prey on the weakest."
Perception is +6
Thok and Shak get down'n'dirty: Shakraal's range and use of profane epithets burn even Thoku's desensitized hear-holes. The warwitch is mightily displeased at the lack of...results. Their efforts, more than stupid, have been abhorrent and wasteful, and worse, uncovered nothing.
"I will need to kill many to assuage this anger I have inside me...What now, great chief?"
Shakraal nods. "I do so like to... end things..."
Shakraal stares at the statue. Her eyes squint, as if trying to remember something. Then she grimaces. "I overheard some pinkskin churls mentioning some kind of outrage they were planning. Some ruse to make our half-orc brethren look...evil...more evil than usual. I think they plan to sabotage whatever pathetic ritual coincides with this disgusting interment of broekn and dead bone and flesh into the ground..."
At the flat stones: Shakraal pauses in her walk, trying to seem nonchalant and uninterested, listening to the conspirators.
Shakraal receives her respect with cool moderation, neglecting to even acknowledge most of those showing proper deference. Under cover of mastery, she realises there are simmering feuds and feels the discontent and anxiety as a palpable wave of chaos. Breathing it in, the wyrdwarrior keeps her battletalons* at the ready and warfang held in hand in case of sudden relations of a less-than-civil kind. * spiked gauntlet; also commonly daggers and other small cruel sharp instruments usually found in an interrogator's kit...
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