staring down the last orc standing, gorlok stows his shield and sprints towards the enemy. with both hands gripping his battle axe, gorlok swings at the beast with all his weight
Graxxy looks around at this slaughter and sees that everyone is still alive. He looks toward the sky and smiles.
"What a battle! Well done! Let's get these heads and get out. I feel we have expended much of our resources. By using my javelins we should be able to mount the heads and carry them between us. Let the others deal with this half-orc. We have made our gold.
Graxxy looks to the wounded Ulala and walks over placing a hand gently on her shoulder.
"I don't know where you went but it looks like you had the fight of your life. In the future our chances of survival increase when we are together."
A surge of light runs through Graxxy's hand and into Ulala's shoulder as he uses his Lay on Hands to heal her for 10 hit points.
Ulala flinches upon hearing Graxxy's words. Taken aback, she looks to the ground when his hand grasps her shoulder. With her eyes closed, she can feel the light heal her wounds.
Reacting to Gorlok, Ulala decides to approach the tent. "I too, am curious about the orc children..."
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Graxxy perks up.
"The battle is over. There will be no torture or kidnapping of any sorts or else you will be finding yourself a new Paladin for your warband." says Graxxy bluntly.
Graxxy would like to scan around the camp to see if anyone is watching from outside.
Ulala approaches the tent with another attempt at her "stealth" ability, but it seems to just amuse the other members of the party as she approaches the large tent in the center of the camp. She opens of the flap and finds....
A wooden bed built roughly and holding a large amount of fur blankets on top. As the sunlight slowly illuminates the room, Ulala traces her eyes to the top of the bed and sees an older, pale, male face with a rag on top of his head. He seems to be sweating heavily. To the left of the bed shows an elderly orc woman. Holding a bone javelin, she snarls at you and begins to speak in orcish. Ulala observes her, listening to the orcish words she speaks. Although she does not speak orcish, she is able to detect an edge of fear in her voice, which is also shown by her visibly shaking body.
Graxxy observes the south, east, and west sides of the camp and does not detect anyone observing him. As he starts to head towards the northern side of the camp, Ulala enters the tent.
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The orc slowly lowers the weapon. Glaring at the Graxxy, she says "What do you want? Why are you here slaughtering our clan? We have done nothing wrong! We never should of listened to Grush to try and trust you humans."
Graxxy slowly sets down his shield and his trident and looks curiously. He turns to Ulala.
"Ulala, please get the others. Let them know to not enter this tent armed." says Graxxy in common.
Graxxy with open non-threatening arms approaches the Orc and begins to speak in Orcish.
"My name is Graxxy Darrington, servant of Tempus the Foehammer. Please explain what you mean by trying to trust us humans? The only reason we are here is because the treaty was broken and your clan once more raided our lands. You must understand that we should defend ourselves yes?" says Graxxy.
Graxxy nods toward the sick Orc.
"What illness befalls your companion here? While I am a dealer of death I can also bring life. May I examine him?" says Graxxy.
Graxxy motions toward the spear.
"If I try anything funny you can stick me with the old spear of yours." says Graxxy trying to be reassuring.
Graxxy would like to diagnose the illness by sight alone.
Unsure of what to make of the situation, Ulala agrees to Graxxy's order and runs outside to call for the others.
"Heeeeeey~! The coast is clear! But we found some survivors in the tent! I'm not sure what's going on, but Graxxy is talking to this old lady right now! I think it's safe...!"
"Lies! Lies! We came to trade for medicine for Grush! Hoknath and Meakgu went to trade and you greeted Meakgu with arrows and death! Hoknath barely made it back alive with only a portion of our items" The orc's voice begins to grow and a growl can begin to start "rrrrrrrr I should kill you where you stand for that treachery!" As she takes a step forward, a loud, moist cough emanates from the bed. The figure continues coughing as he slowly sits up. The female orc turns to him saying "Grush dear! I mean not worry you." A slow hand is raised from under the blanket touching her shoulder while he brings the other up to cover his face. His coughs echo in the tent for the next few moments. After a brief silence, a low raspy voice begins to speak in common.
"Murzush, the humans kill what they fear, and justify what they kill. If we fight now when" he begins to cough again, briefly this time before continuing"... when diplomacy is an option, we become what they say we are." Grush looks at Graxxy and says "You may look at me as you wish, but I am not sure that even your magics can heal me."
Graxxy walks to the bed and examines Grush. Darkened, almost bruised spots adorn the body. His fever is high, and his chest is filled with fluid. As Graxxy touches his back, Grush begins to cough again, this time into his hand. He slowly opens his hand, revealing a purple colored phlegm. The disease seems similar Lavender's Blight. A disease contracted from the breathing of Pollenlake Lotus flowers.
There is no known herbal cure for Lavender's Blight. It is a magical disease procured from the Pollenlake Lotus flowers of the underdark. These beautiful flowers can only be grown using a body that has been magically cursed before death and the dark and moist environment of the underdark. If a person dies of Lavender's Blight and is in the underdark, their body will slowly be consumed over the course of 2 weeks, to produce more Pollenlake Lotus flowers. These will then spread their pollen, infecting those that breath it in.
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Insight Check on if Orcs are lying about only coming for medicine: 14
Graxxy looks concerned.
"Well... Let's see what we can do here." says Graxxy.
Graxxy places his hand on the back of Grush.
Graxxy will spend 5 points of Lay on Hands to attempt to cure the disease.
Lay on Hands Pool
You have a pool of healing power that can restore 15 HP per long rest. As an action, you can touch a creature to restore any number of HP remaining in the pool, or 5 HP to either cure a disease or neutralize a poison affecting the creature.
A brief glow appears on Grush and then disappears. He lets out another cough into his hand. Opening up his hand, a clear mucus is then seen there. While it may take a few days to feel completely normal again, the magic properties of the disease seem to be removed.
Percy stows his crossbow and takes a look at the remains of gotrek before walking up to the orc tent. "What seems to be going on in here Graxxy? Is there anything I can do?"
Grush, with color returning to his face, turns to look through the front of the tent. His eyes squint and he lets out a long sigh. In a low voice he whispers "I failed you my children.." at that point he looks up at Graxxy and asks "What about the children? Did you slaughter them too?" Murzush visibly tenses up at the sound of the question.
"Calm now, Percy sounds like a misunderstanding. This his is Grush." says Graxxy.
Graxxy turns back to Grush.
"It may come as a shock to your kind but no, we haven't harmed any children. The disease has been lifted and you should be feeling better in a few days."
Graxxy once more appears unthreatening by keeping his palms visible.
"Now Grush, time is not our ally. We are one of many who have been sent out to find you. The instructions are to bring you back dead or alive. Now I am not killing anyone man, orc, or half-orc while they are so weak as there is no honor in it."
Graxxy puts his hand to his chin.
"That gives me two options. One, I could let you go where you would surely be slain by the incoming militia. This would cause your people to seek revenge leading to further bloodshed. Or, I could guarantee you safe passage and take you back where you could possibly speak your piece and possibly solidify the treaty once more. I don't know what will happen once we get there but I know more Orcs will die until you are found. What would you have me do?" asks Graxxy
Grush begins to stand from the bed and says "Allow Murzush to go free with the children... They need the grandmother." Murzush interrupts but Grush raises his hand to silence her. He looks solemnly at her and says "Please..." before turning back to the group and saying "If you do this, I will come willingly and give you my weapon here as payment." Grush points over to the bone spear that Murzush has in her hand.
staring down the last orc standing, gorlok stows his shield and sprints towards the enemy. with both hands gripping his battle axe, gorlok swings at the beast with all his weight
”die ya fook!!”
Attack: 26 Damage: 20
Gorlok grips his weapon tightly and decapitates the orc with a critical hit!
Looking around them.. the group finds that they have slain another 18 orcs.
Combat is now over. Please award yourselves 600 xp.
Graxxy looks around at this slaughter and sees that everyone is still alive. He looks toward the sky and smiles.
"What a battle! Well done! Let's get these heads and get out. I feel we have expended much of our resources. By using my javelins we should be able to mount the heads and carry them between us. Let the others deal with this half-orc. We have made our gold.
Graxxy looks to the wounded Ulala and walks over placing a hand gently on her shoulder.
"I don't know where you went but it looks like you had the fight of your life. In the future our chances of survival increase when we are together."
A surge of light runs through Graxxy's hand and into Ulala's shoulder as he uses his Lay on Hands to heal her for 10 hit points.
exhausted and out of breath, gorlok falls to one knee and wipes the blood splatter from his face.
”Aye knows ya don won ta, but weh should check the tents fer others...specially tha big one ova there.”
gorlok points to the main tent in the middle of the encampment.
”if its got tha youngins in ther hiddin, we should rope em up...till weh knows wut we wanna do”
gorlok turns to percy
”wut say yas comes wit meh lad, ill wotch yer back while ya hava look around tha tents”
Ulala flinches upon hearing Graxxy's words. Taken aback, she looks to the ground when his hand grasps her shoulder. With her eyes closed, she can feel the light heal her wounds.
Reacting to Gorlok, Ulala decides to approach the tent. "I too, am curious about the orc children..."
Stealth: 8
Perception: 15
Investigation: 8
Graxxy perks up.
"The battle is over. There will be no torture or kidnapping of any sorts or else you will be finding yourself a new Paladin for your warband." says Graxxy bluntly.
Graxxy would like to scan around the camp to see if anyone is watching from outside.
Perception: 14
Ulala approaches the tent with another attempt at her "stealth" ability, but it seems to just amuse the other members of the party as she approaches the large tent in the center of the camp. She opens of the flap and finds....
A wooden bed built roughly and holding a large amount of fur blankets on top. As the sunlight slowly illuminates the room, Ulala traces her eyes to the top of the bed and sees an older, pale, male face with a rag on top of his head. He seems to be sweating heavily. To the left of the bed shows an elderly orc woman. Holding a bone javelin, she snarls at you and begins to speak in orcish. Ulala observes her, listening to the orcish words she speaks. Although she does not speak orcish, she is able to detect an edge of fear in her voice, which is also shown by her visibly shaking body.
Graxxy observes the south, east, and west sides of the camp and does not detect anyone observing him. As he starts to head towards the northern side of the camp, Ulala enters the tent.
Graxxy runs toward the tent with his bloodied Trident up and his shield out. He blasts through the tent flaps and sees the two Orcs.
Graxxy lowers his trident but keeps his shield raised.
Graxxy motions to Ulala to calm then turns to the Orc.
"Lower your weapon old warrior. The battle is over. There is no reason for further bloodshed this day unless you seek death." says Graxxy.
Intimidation: 24
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The orc slowly lowers the weapon. Glaring at the Graxxy, she says "What do you want? Why are you here slaughtering our clan? We have done nothing wrong! We never should of listened to Grush to try and trust you humans."
Graxxy slowly sets down his shield and his trident and looks curiously. He turns to Ulala.
"Ulala, please get the others. Let them know to not enter this tent armed." says Graxxy in common.
Graxxy with open non-threatening arms approaches the Orc and begins to speak in Orcish.
"My name is Graxxy Darrington, servant of Tempus the Foehammer. Please explain what you mean by trying to trust us humans? The only reason we are here is because the treaty was broken and your clan once more raided our lands. You must understand that we should defend ourselves yes?" says Graxxy.
Graxxy nods toward the sick Orc.
"What illness befalls your companion here? While I am a dealer of death I can also bring life. May I examine him?" says Graxxy.
Graxxy motions toward the spear.
"If I try anything funny you can stick me with the old spear of yours." says Graxxy trying to be reassuring.
Graxxy would like to diagnose the illness by sight alone.
Medicine: 14
Unsure of what to make of the situation, Ulala agrees to Graxxy's order and runs outside to call for the others.
"Heeeeeey~! The coast is clear! But we found some survivors in the tent! I'm not sure what's going on, but Graxxy is talking to this old lady right now! I think it's safe...!"
"Lies! Lies! We came to trade for medicine for Grush! Hoknath and Meakgu went to trade and you greeted Meakgu with arrows and death! Hoknath barely made it back alive with only a portion of our items" The orc's voice begins to grow and a growl can begin to start "rrrrrrrr I should kill you where you stand for that treachery!" As she takes a step forward, a loud, moist cough emanates from the bed. The figure continues coughing as he slowly sits up. The female orc turns to him saying "Grush dear! I mean not worry you." A slow hand is raised from under the blanket touching her shoulder while he brings the other up to cover his face. His coughs echo in the tent for the next few moments. After a brief silence, a low raspy voice begins to speak in common.
"Murzush, the humans kill what they fear, and justify what they kill. If we fight now when" he begins to cough again, briefly this time before continuing"... when diplomacy is an option, we become what they say we are." Grush looks at Graxxy and says "You may look at me as you wish, but I am not sure that even your magics can heal me."
Graxxy walks to the bed and examines Grush. Darkened, almost bruised spots adorn the body. His fever is high, and his chest is filled with fluid. As Graxxy touches his back, Grush begins to cough again, this time into his hand. He slowly opens his hand, revealing a purple colored phlegm. The disease seems similar Lavender's Blight. A disease contracted from the breathing of Pollenlake Lotus flowers.
There is no known herbal cure for Lavender's Blight. It is a magical disease procured from the Pollenlake Lotus flowers of the underdark. These beautiful flowers can only be grown using a body that has been magically cursed before death and the dark and moist environment of the underdark. If a person dies of Lavender's Blight and is in the underdark, their body will slowly be consumed over the course of 2 weeks, to produce more Pollenlake Lotus flowers. These will then spread their pollen, infecting those that breath it in.
Insight Check on if Orcs are lying about only coming for medicine: 14
Graxxy looks concerned.
"Well... Let's see what we can do here." says Graxxy.
Graxxy places his hand on the back of Grush.
Graxxy will spend 5 points of Lay on Hands to attempt to cure the disease.
You have a pool of healing power that can restore 15 HP per long rest. As an action, you can touch a creature to restore any number of HP remaining in the pool, or 5 HP to either cure a disease or neutralize a poison affecting the creature.
Graxxy detects no deceit in the orcs.
A brief glow appears on Grush and then disappears. He lets out another cough into his hand. Opening up his hand, a clear mucus is then seen there. While it may take a few days to feel completely normal again, the magic properties of the disease seem to be removed.
Percy stows his crossbow and takes a look at the remains of gotrek before walking up to the orc tent. "What seems to be going on in here Graxxy? Is there anything I can do?"
Grush, with color returning to his face, turns to look through the front of the tent. His eyes squint and he lets out a long sigh. In a low voice he whispers "I failed you my children.." at that point he looks up at Graxxy and asks "What about the children? Did you slaughter them too?" Murzush visibly tenses up at the sound of the question.
Graxxy turns to Percy.
"Calm now, Percy sounds like a misunderstanding. This his is Grush." says Graxxy.
Graxxy turns back to Grush.
"It may come as a shock to your kind but no, we haven't harmed any children. The disease has been lifted and you should be feeling better in a few days."
Graxxy once more appears unthreatening by keeping his palms visible.
"Now Grush, time is not our ally. We are one of many who have been sent out to find you. The instructions are to bring you back dead or alive. Now I am not killing anyone man, orc, or half-orc while they are so weak as there is no honor in it."
Graxxy puts his hand to his chin.
"That gives me two options. One, I could let you go where you would surely be slain by the incoming militia. This would cause your people to seek revenge leading to further bloodshed. Or, I could guarantee you safe passage and take you back where you could possibly speak your piece and possibly solidify the treaty once more. I don't know what will happen once we get there but I know more Orcs will die until you are found. What would you have me do?" asks Graxxy
gorlok walks into the tent, axe still in hand.
”weh got no interests in killin youngins...even orc savages lik yas.”
gorlok clears his throat and spits out something foul. he looks towards graxxy, then back to the orc
”theres more a us o commin... any second now. i wont lose wut gold is owed to meh, jus ta help some dyin halfbreed.”
Grush begins to stand from the bed and says "Allow Murzush to go free with the children... They need the grandmother." Murzush interrupts but Grush raises his hand to silence her. He looks solemnly at her and says "Please..." before turning back to the group and saying "If you do this, I will come willingly and give you my weapon here as payment." Grush points over to the bone spear that Murzush has in her hand.