Well surgery was a success. I have an ice pack thing around my head they gave me, and I look pretty ridiculous. But it does make it numb and wonderful. 20 days left til I can eat solid food. :P
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Well, they'll be out tomorrow. :P 8:45 surgery.
Ice is actually causing pain this time around. I have to put heat on it to control the pain. With the cold front that came here a few days ago, I've been in agony.
I am out of commission for about a week, due to extreme pain (impacted wisdom teeth with cavities). Here's hoping for a Wednesday extraction!
Thorakiz spits on the rock rubble of the elemental, then tends to his wounds the best he can.
Thorakiz attacks again.
Thorakiz also attacks the earth elemental ineffectually.
Thorakiz turns and attacks the elemental with his sword.
Thorakiz continues to swing with his sword. He attacks (or moves and attacks) the next available enemy.
Thorakiz doesn't need to identify them, he charges to just north of and swings at the dark-toned dwarf with his greatsword.
Thorakiz follows the dwarf, holding his sword at the ready.
"Dwarf below." Thorakiz says simply, after sniffing the air, perhaps the most words he has every strung together.
Thorakiz allows the dwarf ahead of him again, keeping his eyes peeled for anything out of place. The natural inhabitants of the cave seemed particularly attracted to orcish flesh and he wandered if they had had a taste of it before.
Thorakiz brings his sword to bear on the serpent, rushing on it if it is still visible and there is room to do so.
Thorakiz keeps an eye out for any further predators.
Thorakiz keeps an open eye on the tunnels around them, applying survival instinct where required.
Thorakiz nods and waits for the dwarf to move ahead.
In response to the scorpion, Thorakiz bashes it with his greatsword.
Thorakiz also looks into the pit with his darkvision.
Seeing that the skeletal threat is dealt with quickly, Thorakiz only grunts and shoulders his greatsword again.
Thorakiz grunts as the dwarf takes the lead. "Hmmm. Loud Dwarf." He raises his sword too, however. In case anything does come forward.
Thorakiz raises his sword, uncertain what the dwarf might mean for their venture.
He nods in thanks to Thackery's healing.
With a roar, Thorakiz strikes back at the centipede, assuming its in melee range.
Sniffing the cavern ahead of them as they head back towards the shrine, Thorakiz attempts to apply what survival instincts he has to their current situation. He holds his blade at the ready, uncertain what will come next.
Thorakiz sniffs the air cautiously as he crosses over the rough patch of stony rubble.
Sorry everyone, heavily involved with work and tax returns (I'm helping my parents with theirs too). May not be available until Wednesday. Also, weekends are difficult for posting for me.
Thorakiz shakes his head at the spellcaster. "Stay." He proceeds to move toward the darkness, his senses pricking into the more savage customs of his race. He moves quietly, so as not to attract any attention.
He inspects the darker parts of the cave without moving too far from the others.
Thorakiz says nothing really, just releases a low feral growl that might indicate acceptance. Finally he speaks in a gruff voice and nods: "Good."
Thorakiz roars something in orcish and slams into the nearest rat again.
Still around, someone got me World of Warcraft as a holiday/new year gift, and it's been taking up a lot of time. :P
Responding first in surprise and then in anger, Thorakiz draws out the huge sword at his back, and swings it ferociously at the nearest dire rat.
Thorakiz approaches the cave without any fear of the dark. He smells the air for a moment but only senses the normal scents and odors of the underground terrain. "Nothing here. All good." He pauses for a moment before adding, "But strange."
"Hmmm, human sword." After commenting on the obvious, Thorakiz ignores the weapon and continues moving towards their destination.
"Hmmm. Dragon rare. Will hunt long to find scale." Thorakiz's halted common seems to break the studious silence.
"Yes. Green." is all Thorakiz says in response. It does not seem like he speaks Common very easily.
Not one for pretty parties or elegant conversations, Thorakiz sulks in the shadows, but when his name is called, he responds just as eagerly. Then he goes back to hiding in the shadows, where he can ignore the gawking stares.
Yeah, I'm here too. A little crazy-busy with work this week, but still around. :)
Sorry if I caused any disruption. I actually use gaming to calm down after a hectic day.
Sorry for not posting something yet. I got called in to work at 2 PM (when I had just barely woken up). I'll hopefully be able to post something after midnight when I'm off. Good news is: Tomorrow I'll be completely available. (Let's hope I don't sleep the day away.)
I'll post something on the play thread tomorrow. Just got off a 13-hour shift in retail. I'm completely mentally exhausted.
It's cool. :P As for getting into Character, I have the mannerisms of an ape. :P
Ferocity (Orc Racial Ability):
A creature with ferocity remains conscious and can continue fighting even if its hit point total is below 0. The creature is still staggered and loses 1 hit point each round. A creature with ferocity still dies when its hit point total reaches a negative amount equal to its Constitution score. Orc Ferocity (Half Orc Racial Ability): Once per day, when a half-orc is brought below 0 hit points but not killed, he can fight on for 1 more round as if disabled. At the end of his next turn, unless brought to above 0 hit points, he immediately falls unconscious and begins dying.
Thorakiz here. I hit things. Until they stop moving. Also I keep going after I reach 0 hitpoints, up to -16.
Ah, so here we are. |