PartyVlad grits his teeth and brings his sap around in an overhead strike, destroying whats left of the corpse's head with a wet crunch. The sap is soaked with rotting guts, and Vlad abandons it as the corpse continues forward. He panics at first at the creature's seemingly unstoppable advance, then it occurs to him that it can no longer see. He takes a single step to his left and the corpse shuffles past him unmindfully.
Edwin shouts a warning, and Tali glances behind her at the dead warrior shambling towards her from behind. She retreats, climbing off of the corpse and giving it a passing kick in its soft ribs before rushing over to help Clair. She's too busy keeping the corpse's gnashing jaws from clamping down on her exposed leg to try and free herself from its iron grip, but Tali remedies this by bashing its face completely in using her brick. Together they pry the corpse's hands from Clair's legs so that she can get away.
Edwin runs towards the corpse he warned the dwarf of, coiling his chain as he goes, then slams into the dead man with his shoulder, driving him roughly to the ground. He dodges the corpse's swinging arms and deftly throws the chains around them, entangling the corpse. The elf takes advantage of the monster's further reduced mobility by planting his heel on his forehead to prevent him from rising, and then clapping both of the creature's thin wrists into the cuff before wrapping the chains more tightly and securing his limbs to his chest.
Kaltukk fights hard against the struggling undead, but simply can't stand against the creature's limitless stamina, despite his great strength. He glances at the grey skin coating the creature's arms, then steels his mind and his stomach for what he's about to do. The orc bares his teeth and clamps down on the corpse's right wrist, his powerful jaw muscles turning the rotting flesh to mush and the bones to dust. Ignoring the taste, he clenches his now free right hand into a fist and pounds it into the corpse's head until it bursts, spilling shattered shards of skull and grey matter onto the ground and staining the wall behind. Kaltukk throws the corpse aside and staggers backwards, wiping his mouth. He manages one last defiant howl at the headless corpse before slipping to the ground himself, his last reserves of will having been spent.
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Everyone regroups just outside the room, breathing hard after the fight, and mighty Kaltukk borne in Vlad and Edwin's arms. They set him carefully upon the stones and Clair leans close, her ear to his chest. She stands and addresses the group.
He's fine, just overextended himself a bit back there. Edwin looks over her shoulder at the softly breathing orc.
And its no wonder he did. I'm famished right now, but something as large as him must be practically starving. Tali places her hands on her hips, bringing everyone back to the matter at hand.
So the orc is fine, thats very well, but what of them? She gestures towards the corpses in the next room, bumping dumbly into walls and writhing slowly on the ground.
Simple. Everyone turns towards Vlad. He meets their blank stares with a shrug and a wry grin.
Strip 'em.The last pieces of equipment stolen from the living corpses clatters into the small pile formed off to one side:
Sturdy Footman's Helm (2x) - an iron cap padded with soft leather, has a small nose guard; protects the top of the head
Dull Iron Bastard Sword - a thick, heavy blade with a dull but smooth surface; no better than a club in its current state
Busted Leather Cuirass - one strap is damaged, and it can't be properly worn until it is mended; protects the torso
Shivered Iron Lance - the upper half of a warrior's spear, the tip is made of iron and sharpened to a fine point
Small Iron Buckler - a tiny, round circle of metal meant for parrying blows; attaches to the forearm
Rotten Leather Boots (6x) - leather boots; the material is worn and falling apart
Shattered Iron Shortsword - a broken iron sword; the slightly less than half a foot long blade ends in a jagged point
Name: Kaltukk
Gender: Male
Race: Orc
Appearance: Average orc build. 6"6, blackish-grey skin, mohawk. He bears scars from battles past, one on his eye, another large on on his chest.
Profession: He was a mercenary for quite a while, then joined a professional horde as a basic grunt. He's been to only one battle, but he did good.
: Unconscious
Skills: Battle Tactics
Proficient, Survival
Proficient, Swords
ProficientInventory: Tribal Totem
Known Magicks: Reinforce I - boost your strength using magical energy; fatigue varies
Name: Vlad Lamora
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Short and slightly built with short, dark brown hair, a mustache, and light grey eyes. He is neither handsome nor memorable.
Profession: Assassin
: Fine
Skills: Swords
Proficient, Throwing
Proficient, Cooking
Proficient, Lockpicking
DabblingInventory: Empty
Known Magicks: Catch II - you can slowly absorb energy, such as light; restores fatigue and reduces hunger
Name: Clair Redfield
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: A red-headed, green-eyed woman. Her hair is in a short tomboy cut and she has a tattoo of a dull red star on her cheek.
Profession: Shepard
: Fine
Skills: Staves
Proficient, Butchering
Proficient, Cloth Mending
ProficientInventory: Empty
Known Magicks: Repel II - manipulate air into a general or focused blast, pushing the target(s) away; some fatigue
Name: Tali Bluestone
Gender: Female
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: A somewhat shorter than usual, but well muscled Dwarven woman stands before you, with dark black hair done up fashionably and tucked into a single long ponytail cut raggedly short. Piercing copper eyes radiate cunning and a cold intellect, and are framed by long, emotive eyebrows that give her a slightly unsettling demeanor, even after being imprisoned.
Profession: Explorer
: Fine
Skills: Navigation
Proficient, Pole Arms
Proficient, Herbology
Proficient, Architecture
DabblingInventory: Lucky Coin, Cobblestone
Name: Edwin Malfonse
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Appearance: Edwin has short cropped dark brown hair, green eyes and lightly tanned skin. He stands at typical elf height, 5' 4'', has a thin and wiry build that's thin even for an elf and seems almost eternally smudged with a small covering of dirt. He seems almost at home here, strangely enough.
Profession: Professional Thief
: Fine
Skills: Stealth
Proficient, Thievery
Proficient, Daggers
Proficient, Lockpicking
DabblingInventory: Sturdy Lockpick
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