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[Atilliano]

I'd like to join the fun. 

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Name: Razgar
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Class: Heavy
Race: Orc: 7 Strength. 12 HP. 4 Lethal HP. If a Limb is lost, regain 4 HP (+2 every five levels)
Deity: Veny, Goddess of Rage
Main hand: Left hand

Equipment:
 Armor: Orcish heavy armor: 3 defence
 Sword: Slashing, 2-6, 60 Accuracy

Stats:
 HP: 12
 Lethal HP: 4 (I guess 3 if my leg gives me a penalty, but I'm not sure)
 Defence: 3 (Heavy armor)
 Accuracy: 60 (Sword)
 Strength: 7

Level: 1

Appearance:
Large even by orc standards, Razgar has a muscular body and a slightly mangled right leg. He has long black hair with many braids in it and blue eyes. His Mother's Crest covers his entire face, which is why he usually keeps his helmet on.

Past life:
Razgar was born in an orcish village where he learned to fight from his parents early on, since they were both warriors too.
He developed a strange way of fighting; fast and with few to no armor, despite his unusual size.
When he became twenty-two, he got wounded in a pit-fight; his right leg was permanently mangled slightly. Because of this
his fighting-style became impossible for him to use. Instead, he chose to train in using the heaviest armors,
which required the least amount of movement during a fight, to compensate for his leg.
Eventually he gained a desire for adventure and the world outside his village because
there were no threats in his home and, as a warrior, he simply became bored. He heard of the dungeon and decided that's where he would go.
Razgar hates liars and honourless fighting, and has an overall distrust of magic. He is slow to trust anyone, but a very loyal friend.
Razgar feels very proud of being an orc.

[exolyx]

((Its fine that you're joining, but you'll just have to wait till they get into the town again, heheh.))

The three in the dungeon head back to the split in the path, heading forward this time, as the walls suddenly begin to become more orderly and well carved, eventually having images of wars depicted on them, and intricate designs of beasts from all corners of the globe. Finally, you reach a medium sized room, torches lighting it dimly, and there are again, two large piles of stones blocking off a well engraved staircase going downwards.

[Nirur Torir]

"More golems?"

Zap a pile of rocks.

[Tiruin]

((You can do anything with a new character! He can be a prisoner in the depths, an intrepid such as us or...a guy in a tavern? D:))

"Goddess, no. Not again!"

Inspect the room for any signs of traps, markings, tripwires, piles-of-stones-which-may-have-pressure-plates...

[exolyx]

Lia scans through the room, nothing she can notice that would cause alarm, other than the rock piles. Jerri fires off a bolt into the rocks, knocking a few off the top of the pile but effectively doing nothing.

[Tiruin]

"You know, if we're being kept under watch, it'd look pretty silly what we're doing right now..."

Poke rock piles with spear!

[Caellath]

"Try just unblocking the staircase from afar."

Watch.

[Atilliano]

Damn, I knew I should have joined when you guys were still in the town.

Oh well...

[Nirur Torir]

"I'd want to be seen trying to find the trigger for a known trap, not just running into it."

Stand back in relative safety. Make sure nothing sneaks up behind us.

[exolyx]

When Lia finally pokes a pile of rocks with her spear, it begins to shake, sliding up from the ground and forming into another golem, much like the tough golem you saw before, but its arms are different, both are replaced with large blades, triangular and narrow. The golem next to it forms into a being as well, much more maintained and stable than the crumbling one from before, picking up a rusted battle axe that was previously under the pile.

[Caellath]

"Predictable."

Attack the one with the blades. Left leg, using both weapons.

[Nirur Torir]

Hit blade-golem's torso.

[Tiruin]

"Now I'm wondering what kind of mage creates traps such these activation types...Impractical, in the least."

Stab the other leg Rodri was aiming at!

As the Elf lifted her spear, a thought occurred.

"Remember that pit earlier? Can't we just shove these down there?"

[exolyx]

Rodri slams his hammer into the larger golem's left leg, causing a small crack to appear. (4 damage) while the sword clanks off.

Jerri fires a bolt at it, already feeling the extra power. (4 damage)

Lia jumps in as well, thrusting her spear into the newly formed cracks in the golem's leg. (4 damage)
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The larger golem stands without pain, shifting its lifeless gaze to Jerri, it raises its left arm and points it directly towards him, suddenly the arm releases from it's socket, launching at incredible speed as a chain trails behind it, slashing Jerri directly on his left arm, causing immense pain as the golem itself glides across the floor, bringing itself into Jerri's melee range, getting out of the range of the other two adventurers while its arm slowly begins to crawl back towards its socket. (6 damage) Jerri's HP- 0  LHP- full

The smaller golem quickly slashes at Lia with the rusty axe, though misses her.

[Tiruin]

She was lucky.

Her ally, wasn't.

"The pit sounds like a good idea now!"

Pull back Jerri! Heal him!