Adventure took place November 27, 1999

Vulcuran and Plugr were talking and he found out that sliding the salami to a witch might of done more harm than good…

Vulcuran: Finally

DMaster: You, Krinus and Plugr are outside the hut while the people inside settle down from the crazy event that just took place.
KRI: I guess we just witnessed what the witches can do huh?
PLUG: I’m not liking it, we need to get a map and get the hell out of here.

Vulcuran: Guide them back in the hut.
VUL: That would be ideal, but unlikely.

DMaster: PLUG: Maybe we can inquire in the morning about a map. You seem to be friendly with that witch. I mean we need to find the easiest way out of the witch’s corner.

Vulcuran: VUL: After her little stunt, I am unsure I even want to see her again.

DMaster: KRI: Little stunt, why what happened?

Vulcuran: VUL: No concern three-star.

DMaster: He nods. Stands a little straighter.
KRI: I believe we are east of the Island with the pirate cove, which if my memory serves me, we are in a peninsula of sorts. The whole peninsula is inhabited by witches???
The Knight shushes Krinus, as some of the people in the hut look wide eyed.
PLUG: That’s what the rumors tell us. Been that way for centuries. I know Animax has been gearing up for a “cleansing” but knowing our luck, it won’t be happening anytime soon.

Vulcuran: VUL: Well that still doesn’t tell us how far away from Camerondale we are, on foot. I wouldn’t trust anybody but the people in our group right now.

DMaster: PLUG: True, but at least we know that North is not our best option, eh?

Vulcuran: VUL: Yeah I guess so, swimming is not too appealing right now.

DMaster: PLUG: I guess a direct West trek would best serve us.
KRI: Man that shipwreck, lost everything, the maps, the food and my good arrows

Vulcuran: VUL: No use dwelling on that 3 star, we have to figure out what to do now.
Look over the two, just inside the hut.
VUL: We should wait till morning and then get the hell out of here.

DMaster: PLUG: Well if the Clerics and Monks of Animax are correct, it’s the land of no sleep…
He pauses a moment and both him and Krinus look at each other, like a realization hits them.
PLUG: Damn, now we know why! That little display earlier!
The Knight shifts a little, getting frustrated. Look across the hut with the women and some men huddled and scared. You and Plugr exchange nods.
PLUG: We leave now. Let’s get everyone organized.

Vulcuran: VUL: Be on your guard, can never tell when we might run into more witches.

DMaster: KRI: I’ll help, Plugr.
They head over to the mound of survivors and they start talking, and getting people up and at ’em.

Vulcuran: I will walk out, take about 10-15 steps, keep an eye out.

DMaster: Fog appears in front of you.

Vulcuran: Back up a little bit.
VUL: Plugr, I think we have company.
Draw my sword.

DMaster: You try to say something but your mouth and throat go dry, you cough and choke a bit. Then the fog lifts and out walks Trynia.

Vulcuran: I will hold off for a minute

DMaster: TRY: Good Morning, Vulcuran.
Your mouth moistens and your throat clears.

Vulcuran: Try and talk
VUL: For you maybe, what the hell Trynia?

DMaster: TRY: I come to see how you like the show the witches put on at night if you are not under a Coven’s protection.

Vulcuran: VUL: Oh it was great, now we have half our surviving people with skid marks in their drawers.
Shake my head giving her a look.

DMaster: She chuckles and purrs a little looking you over.
TRY: I would apologize, but they are shadow witches, they are not under my control and they are very hard to get under wraps, unless you have a deal with them.
The witch walks a bit closer eyeing you up.

Vulcuran: Step back
VUL: It’s quite ok, I’ve had enough life sucked out of me for one night.

DMaster: She smiles and takes a step back
TRY: Fair enough. It is your fault, your aura is beyond powerful and so intoxicating. Honestly I could have fucked you for a week.

Vulcuran: Blush a little
VUL: I’ll take that as a compliment, I think.
Give her an angry look.
VUL: With all the shit we are in, how am I supposed to lead my people in this weakened state?

DMaster: She walks over to you, hands you a potion.
TRY: As much as I want to rip your clothes off again, I do understand your problem. Drink this, it will help.

Vulcuran: Look down at the Potion
VUL: Uh, how about, no?

DMaster: TRY: Vulcuran. Trust me. I am not an evil witch persay, I only have my vices to keep my land and people safe. Just drink it.
She waves her hand at you, beckoning you to drink it.

Vulcuran: VUL: What the hell, why not, what’s the worst that could happen?
Slug it down.

DMaster: It was slimy, tasted of rotting cheese.

Vulcuran: Cough, gag
VUL: Ugg, you couldn’t have made this taste any better, and what the hell was it?

DMaster: She laughs,
TRY: Poison.

Vulcuran: Eyes get big.

DMaster: She lets out a hearty laugh,
TRY: I jest, I am sorry, I jest. I have given back a bit of your life that I took from you. It won’t replace it all, but it will help.

Vulcuran: VUL: Well for that, I thank you.

DMaster: TRY: It was nice to wander your thoughts tonight, seeing you lead your people back in the days when you were a pip squeak, against every foe in the realm. I gave you that potion because of the hardships you have endured in the past. I shan’t not forget you and in good faith, I present you with this. She hands you a golden scroll.

Vulcuran: Take the scroll.

DMaster: Plugr walks out. Trynia jumps back and her eyes grow deep red.
TRY: I was hoping to avoid this.

Vulcuran: VUL: Plugr, back inside!
Wave him back.

DMaster: Plugr unsheathes his sword, eyes wide.
PLUG: M’Lord?

Vulcuran: VUL: I’m not fucking around, I said back inside, and I meant now.

DMaster: PLUG: M’lord, I dare not leave you alone with her, again. She is the head mistress, master witch of this land. We need you to lead us, we need…

Vulcuran: Turn to Plugr, grab both his shoulders, look him in the eye.
VUL: Back, inside, now. I am procuring help to leave this wretched land. I can’t have you mucking up the works (quietly)

DMaster: TRY: You Knight! Begone! Go kneel to your absent god!
You notice Trynia is actually floating, and you can feel power emanating from her.
PLUG: As you wish
His eyes are huge, backing up, sheaths his sword. Walks back in and shuts the door.

Vulcuran: Turn to her, give her a warm smile.
VUL: Remind me never to piss you off, Trynia, I apologize for my Knight.
Give her a nod.
VUL: Was he right? Are you the Mistress of this particular land?

DMaster: TRY: I hate knights, always have, always will.
She is now back on the ground, her eyes back to the gorgeous blue.
TRY: In a manner of speaking, yes. I am more a Mistress, as you put it. I lead my Coven though. This Village is under my protection, these people do my bidding along with a handful of other witches.

Vulcuran: VUL: Well, it is nice to know not all witches are bat shit crazy bent on destruction and reigning evil upon everyone.

DMaster: She raises an eyebrow,
TRY: The majority of witches are good in nature my Duke, would not hurt a fly. But in this land, and to survive… “bat shit crazy” keeps them breathing day to day.
She looks at you, glides her hand across your cheek and it feels good.
TRY: I must be getting back. Be safe, Vulcuran. Your people look up to you, they rely on your leadership, especially that hideous Knight.

Vulcuran: Scoff a bit,
VUL: Why, I don’t know. Take care Trynia.

DMaster: She leans over and kisses you on your cheek.
Whispers: “you will journey through this land with no incident with witches, but you must make haste, my spell can only last so long. Good luck m’love…”
Fog erupts from behind her and she steps back into it. After a minute the fog dissipates and she is gone.

Vulcuran: I will head back inside
VUL: Time to leave, our welcome has been revoked, so to speak.

DMaster: Everyone is still really shaken by the event, they seem to be in order and ready to go. Plugr comes up to you.

Vulcuran: VUL: Relax, we will be alright

DMaster: PLUG: I have vowed to rid evil of the land no matter what the cost, Trynia is the essence of evil.

Vulcuran: Chuckle
VUL: I am sure she is evil, but she has a soft spot.

DMaster: PLUG: I feel like I should go after her
There is a knock on the door

Vulcuran: VUL: Absolutely not. Right now that evil has seen to it that we will get out of here without incident, so you will not go after her.
I will carefully check with Plugr that he does not go after her. Open door.

DMaster: Its two of Trynia’s Women

Vulcuran: VUL: Yes, can we help you?

DMaster: WOMAN: Trynia requests you leave at once, the Knight is not welcome here, and it displeases Trynia much.
Plugr shakes his head and is starting to file some of the people out of the hut, past them.

Vulcuran: VUL: We are actually leaving now.
Nod at them hoping they leave.

DMaster: They nod and walk up the path back to the Castle. Plugr is mumbling some things only fighting men should hear.

Vulcuran: VUL: Plugr show a little respect, you are a Knight after all

DMaster: PLUG: Respect!?! Did you drink some goofy juice or something? This is a Witch of the Witch’s Corner and her underlings!!!

Vulcuran: VUL: Easy Knight. Let’s just make our way out of here.

DMaster: The two women stop, put their hand to their ears then start to walk back towards the hut

Vulcuran: VUL: we will get out of here in one piece, if you just shut up and listen to me

DMaster: WOMEN: PLEASE LEAVE!
They yell at the group, walking towards them, they are mainly staring at Plugr as their eyes turn red. The group is starting to head down the path and Plugr unsheathes his sword.

Vulcuran: Turn to look at the group, then back to them.
VUL: As you can plainly see, that is what we are doing. So ease off it already, ok?

DMaster: The group is all but out of the shanty town, gathered in a group as you and Plugr make it to them. The two women stare and watch as you continue to slowly make distance between them. Plugr stays close to your side as does Krinus
PLUG: Can never be sure with a witch, their word means as much as a horse’s ass.

Vulcuran: VUL: Not all witches are evil, in fact most of them are good. Not in this land though, but over-all.
I never did look at the golden scroll Trynia gave me. I will take a look at it when we are out of town.

DMaster: You guys walk down the path, 6 more women show up to meet up with the other 2.

Vulcuran: VUL: Great, I think we pissed her off.

DMaster: PLUG: Doesn’t matter, let’s just get going.
Trynia’s women don’t move but you can see their red eyes a good half mile away

Vulcuran: Start moving, figure out which direction we are going.

DMaster: The sky to the east is turning a light pink, as the sun is just about ready to break across the horizon. The light wind carries a little chill, but the sky is clear and looks to be a beautiful day.
PLUG: What is that in your hand there?

Vulcuran: VUL: Oh, it is something Trynia gave me before you almost ruined everything.

DMaster: He sighs and shakes his head, looking over the scroll you have in your hand.

Vulcuran: VUL: She gave it to me, in good faith, she said.
I will ask Plugr and Krinus what they think

DMaster: Plugr gives you a weird look. Somewhat disgusted, he just shakes his head and walks to the front of the group

Vulcuran: I will carefully open it, see what it is.

DMaster: It is a rough map of the Witches Corner, with paths, roads and some markers on it.

Vulcuran: VUL: Hey! we have a map.
Smile a bit knowing my wiener got us this map.

DMaster: KRI: Excellent. Now we wont get lost and we can get out of here.

Vulcuran: VUL: yeah let’s take a quick look and see which way we should go
Stop the group, try and see the map in the dawn’s light.

DMaster: You see the map, and you are in the NE corner of the Peninsula from what you can tell. You and Krinus are looking, pointing and making sure everything is correct. Heading east would send you back from where you came. Heading straight south would take you by Trynia’s land. West would take you to the northern coast, and north would head you straight into the water again.

Vulcuran: Path is no use to us, we go SW then but we will go carefully
VUL: Well, let’s turn and head South West for a few hours, then turn it up to west.

DMaster: You go through some brush, and make it to clear grass lands. A few bushes and a tree or two, but it is mostly rolling lands with a hill or two you walk around. After a good hour or two, you start to turn it west. Plugr waves you over to him.

Vulcuran: VUL: Yes, Plugr

DMaster: Krinus has his Long Bow already strung with an arrow

Vulcuran: I draw my sword, seeing Krinus

DMaster: PLUG: We have company, straight ahead, looks like a band of things, not friendly things I surmise. I’m still not sure if they saw us yet

Vulcuran: VUL: We will just have to wait and see. I will try to look and see what they are.

DMaster: You’re to far to tell what they are, but Krinus’s eyes grow big.
KRI: M’Lord, I believe we are downwind. Shit.
You notice the “encountered” group starting to get a little rowdy, and they seem to be heading your way.

Vulcuran: VUL: I knew I should have put on different cologne, yeah, they smell us.
Look back at the group.
VUL: Those able to fight, come on up, the rest I want you a good 100 paces away. If things go bad, then run.

DMaster: About 6 men and 2 women walk forward. Looking to battle. 5 of them have a sword or spear of some kind. The other has a dagger, one of them has a big wooden club and the other has what appears to be a carving knife for gutting deer.

Vulcuran: Look at Plugr, shake my head.
VUL: My friend, I am counting on you this battle, otherwise we could be in some serious shit
I say quietly.

DMaster: He looks back at the ones who stepped up and nods his head.

Vulcuran: Find the three with the worst weapons. Talk to them directly.
VUL: Head back to the others, protect them in case any of them break off to you guys, or worse…
Pull Issac aside, the four star guard who was preparing for battle.
VUL: You will protect the group. If this goes south, they will depend on you to lead them, understand?

DMaster: He nods his head. Takes the others and head back with the group, now walking away from them. Plugr, Krinus at the ready. Three men, one woman ready to do battle with you. The one woman is a 3 star, 1 man is a 2 star and the others are pirates.

Vulcuran: VUL: No use waiting, let’s move towards them.

DMaster: You head the group up, and you are in formation of sorts. You at the front, Plugr right behind you to your right, Krinus behind you to your left. The others fall in line.

Vulcuran: See if I recognize them.

DMaster: It looks to be a group of Teeter Wind Orcs.

Vulcuran: I speak Orc, so that is good.

DMaster: Plugr leans in a bit
PLUG: Looks to be around 15, all decently armed.

Vulcuran: VUL: I am going to try and talk us out of this, but it’s not likely, get ready for battle.

DMaster: The Orc you figured would lead the party, was leading the group. A good foot taller, armor is nicer and his Axe does not look like it was made in the back shed by a drunk man. You and this orc leader walk a few steps closer than everyone else.

Vulcuran: VUL: We have no quarrel with you, we just want to leave this wretched land, may we pass? (in orc)

DMaster: ORC: Who speaks at me (in orc)

Vulcuran: VUL: Just a man looking to get back home. (in orc)

DMaster: A bit confused, he glances back and a few of them shrug their shoulders.
ORC: Here patrol, look for people don’t belong. (in orc)

Vulcuran: Chuckle a little
VUL: Got us, we don’t belong, and we are leaving quickly, so let us pass and we will be out of your hair. (in orc)
Give him a once over.
VUL: Awful far from home, Teeter’s has to be 3-4 days by horse ride, why are you slumming it here? (in orc)

DMaster: He shrugs his shoulders.
ORC: We here, we find, we kill, unless you have shiny for us? (in orc)

Vulcuran: Shake my head, say in common.
VUL: They want payment, which means we are going to fight.

DMaster: One orc leans forward to the leader and whispers something.

Vulcuran: VUL: As you see we have nothing, we don’t have anything to offer. (in orc)

DMaster: ORC: two. We want two. then let pass. (in orc)

Vulcuran: “He can count to two, that’s something,” mumble to myself.
VUL: Two? Two of what? Rocks? Daggers? my socks? (in orc)

DMaster: He looks confused, looks back and the one orc grabs his chest area, drools a little. The leader turns back smiles
ORC: Female, two females. Now. (in orc)

Vulcuran: Raise my eyebrows, chuckle.
VUL: Oh is that all? (in orc)
Shake my head.
VUL: Do we look like slave traders you overgrown goblins? (in orc)

DMaster: The Orc glares at you.
ORC: You dumb, we will kill, take any how (in orc)

Vulcuran: VUL: Pull your weapons, it’s go time.
Unsheathe my sword, get in an attacking stance.

DMaster: All Orcs have a banded mail of sorts, multiple types of weapons and large gaudy shields
ORC: Fun. Fun time men. (in orc)

Vulcuran: Mumble, “I have been to hell and back all I want to do is go home .”

DMaster: The group of orcs begin to spread out. The leader pulls out a Double sided battle axe… The orcs rush in!

Battle Written Out

With his eyes trained on the leader, Vulcuran yells, “you know the drill, I have the leader, this fucker is mine!”

Vulc waits momentarily for the leader to run at him, when he is in range he swings as hard as he could, slashing. The beautiful Long Sword clanks off the orc’s shoulder pauldron and it makes him lose grip. His sword goes flying 10 feet from him. He instinctively grabs his hand as it hurt.

The tall man, eyes wide just looks at his sword skittering across the ground. Then turns to see the leader slam his axe into his shoulder. A blinding pain shoots through the Duke, it takes him down to one knee.

Meanwhile Plugr rushes three Orcs to the Dukes right. His one swing cuts through one’s’ throat the other lands deep into the shoulder, in between armor pieces. The one orc drops his weapons and grabs for his throat, the other jumps back a little surprised at the speed of this puny human.

Krinus jumps back a good 10 feet and fires two arrows. One lands directly in the forehead of one of the smaller Orcs, making him stutter, halt his advancement. It grabs for the arrow, and is wobbling a bit. The other arrow glances off the helm of another Orc, and it goes rolling far away harmless. “Dammit!” the 3-star yells.

Four orcs start to gang up on Plugr; The Knight parries two of the attacks, dodges another but could not get away from a make shift club with a spike in it. It slams into his side, piercing his armor. The orc who swung it, looked stacked, muscular and a bit more prepared than the others. “Oh that hurt,” Plugr says wincing a bit.

The 3-star back peddles a bit but 3 orcs engulfed Krinus. He rolled, and the one attack slams to the ground. But as he went to get up, a rusty sword gets jammed into his stomach. His eyes bulge and he winces, coughs. With enough know how, he puts his bow up, seeing another Orc coming in for an attack. He parries the blow.

The rest of the four rush in, most of them scared to death, but they have no other options at this point. Clanks of swords, a few thuds, grunts and groans. Then a yell rings out as the female slices through an orc, blood spurting everywhere. The victory was short lived as she gets clocked with a metal mace in the side of her face making her tumble to the ground, pain just overwhelming her.

With a burst of energy, the Duke runs and tumbles across the path way of an Orc, who looked surprised. Vulcuran grabs his sword and got ready for any attack coming his way.

Punching one of the Pirates in the face who rushed him, the leader then turns to Vulcuran and runs his way. Another giant slash with his great axe. The Duke was ready and he dropped to the ground, much to the surprise of the Orc. The Battle axe just wizzes overhead.

Plugr turns to the one who just hit him, and he elbows the Orc in the face, giving him a bloody nose and making him stagger back, taking the weapon out. The Knight then jams his sword again into the same one he jammed it in before, making the Orc’s eyes go big, grabbing his side and falling to one knee. Plugr then 360’s and cuts the Orc’s head clean off. The body falls forward with a thud and blood spurt. The head lands on the corpse underneath.

Krinus grabs his short sword he was going to give to someone, and he is glad he did not. From scabbard to orc it was a mere second and a strong hard slash. The unsuspecting orc has his collarbone slashed into and practically popping out. Feeling crowded, he jumps back a bit to get ready for any further attacks.

Three orcs attack Plugr, with another coming in. The first clubs the Knight in the head after his fancy twirl move, it sends him back for a second but knew enough to prepare himself. He parries two other attacks and defensive rush the last one joining in, making it lose it’s weapon.

With Krinus backing up, that allowed an orc to slash down into his left arm, digging deep making him yell in pain. With the inertia, he then rolls to his left, making the other two orcs miss and swear in their native tongue.

The secondary battle does not go well for Camerondale, the woman is trying to get up only to get kicked in the face making her flip back and land hard on her back. The 2-star does get a good jam to the Orc attacking the woman, piercing his armor. It stops him from curb stomping the woman. But his good deed, allowed for another Orc to lunge and sink a make shift glaive into his side. He gasps in pain, grabbing at his side. The others exchange attacks with no real landing blows.

With a surprise move, instead of Vulcuran bring his sword up at all for the attack, he lunges a little forward and brings up the long sword with a powerful force. It rips into the leaders belly, blood gushes out and the Orc yelps a bit from the surprise hit.

The Orc then winds up again and the Duke could see where it was going, but by the time he pulled out his sword the Axe grazes his arm, peeling half his skin back. “Ouch!” Vulc yells, getting more angry.

The Knight getting his cobwebs out after the little club to the head zero’s in to the next Orc. He glances around and sees the battle is not going well. Duke has the leader tied up but he is bleeding bad. Krinus is getting over run and half the others are down. “It is up to me and me alone,” Plugr says. He surges with energy, and slices through the orc he eyed up and his head practically slides off his shoulders. He takes another step lunging, putting his sword into the next Orc and then finishing off that poor orc with another beheading.

The 3-star, hurting pretty badly swings his bow and it hits an orc in the face making him stagger back, then Krinus is jamming his sword into the closest Orc, it was a great hit driving it deep into the creature. It falls down, releasing the sword, and the Orc lands face first into the grassy terrain.

Krinus avoided another attack by the Orc with the glaive but in doing so it lined up another to slam his mace down on his shoulder hard. “Arg!” Krinus yells, his legs almost buckling. It was lucky for the 3-star, it was aiming for his head, and that connection could have been the end for him.

In the smaller battle, it was an even fight. The three left parry the attacks, except one who gets a mace to the head. The woman finally makes it back to her feet. The Camerondale returned the attack and all three hit, but none were very powerful.

The Duke glances around, and he has a little anxiety wash over him, knowing this is not going great. He lunges forward full throttle to skewer the Orc, only to have him bat it away skillfully with his battle axe. He glances up and knows he is in a bad position.

The Leader knew as well, swinging his axe back around, with not as much force as he wanted, but the experienced orc knew he had to get it in there before the man could recover. It hits the Dukes left arm, again, practically breaking it, carving it up good. Vulc screams a little in pain, staggering to his right, grabbing for his left arm.

Plugr was in a trance, things were slowing down for him. He is a 16th level Knight of Camerondale, one of the most feared warriors in all the world. This is why. He was on another level, like Animax was guiding his blows himself. A lunge, skewers an orc making him stumble back, landing on his butt, another slash rips through another Orcs armor, exposing his chest and the organs underneath his skin. With no one left in front, he turns and slashes with only his senses to guide him. It rips through the stacked Orc with the spiked club. Shoulder to the middle of the stomach. Wide eyes, is all Plugr saw of the Orc as he falls to the ground, dead.

Meanwhile, Krinus slashes frantically at the closest orc, striking it across the face. Did little to no damage, but it made it grab his head, blood spurts a bit blinding him. He then lunges only to have it glance off an orcs greaves. He groans, this is not good, he says to himself.

As he braced for the attacks, someone jumped over him and clocked the closest Orc. It was a small Pirate woman with a small club in one hand and a dagger in the other.

That gave him the second he needed to right his ship, The one Orc attacking was distracted by the little woman running in with reckless abandon. His attack sailed by Krinus and the 3-star smiles a bit, then realizes he lost track of that other orc… A dagger gets jammed into his shoulder, dislocating it and driving it deep. Krinus drops to his knee, pain just overwhelming him.

The background fight did not go well for the woman. She stood up and got in one last lick, it was a good one. She slashed and it bounced off the top of the Orc’s armor, then ripping into the Orc’s neck. He grabs for it, stumbles back, falls on his back and starts to bleed out. She turns only to have a glaive get driven into her neck, in the front, out the back. Her eyes wide, gurgling and blood just pouring out. She goes limp while skewered on the spear like weapon. The others held their own, but did not deliver any real damage either.

Seeing Plugr just get in a trance, it tightens up the Dukes Resolve. He takes a step to the side and that seemed to surprise the leader. Vulc slashes hard and it goes between the armor and the leader’s skin. Cutting very deep and ripping open his chest area, again. The big orc rears back, grabbing for his chest and that seemed to kind of piss him off.

With a frenzy rage he brings his Axe up and aims it right for Vulcuran’s head. (rolled a 1) As he gets to the zenith of his attack, the axe goes flying out of his hand. The leaders eyes grow real big and looks behind him, as the axe tumbles about 5-7 feet from him. He turned around just long enough to have Vulcuran driving his sword into his neck and with all his strength and weight, brings it down, creating a huge hole in the beast. He gurgles a bit, eyes roll back in his head and crumples to the ground dead.

Plugr is starting to slow down, he has 2 Orcs around him and his next 2 attacks were parried and dodged. Sweat is pouring off his forehead, his muscles are starting to ache. The sweat is stinging his eyes now.

The two orcs attack at the same time and with skill only a Knight could perform, he blocked both with his sword, pushed them off of him and they stumbled backwards.

Krinus tumbles back, grabs for an arrow and fires at the Orc closest to the little pirate girl. Pain shot through his arm with all the injuries but had enough in him. Thud hits in his shoulder and the Orc winces, but his eyes are now on the pesky little girl.

The orc swings his glaive wide and hard. The girl jumps and over the swipe much to the surprise of the orc. But he did not anticipate missing, and it ended up gutting the Orc next to him, making the other orc tumble and fall, holding his stomach and crying in pain.

With a dagger she jams it into the surprised Orcs face, making it jump back. The dagger gets jostled from her hands. She then keeps an eye on things waiting for the next attack.

The pirate man tries to lunge for a skewer attack, but misses and an Orc then swings its rusty blade level, decapitating the man. His body just falls to the side, and his head flies about 5 feet away. That freaked out another guy, who turned and started to run only to get a spear in his back.

Vulcuran sees the back party struggling to run to them and in a surprise attack, he runs his blade completely through the Orc with the rusty blade. It was so forceful, it lifted the Orc off the ground, blood shot out of his mouth and he was limp before he even hit the ground.

With only 3-4 left, the other Orcs, all hurt at some level, look at each other and start to run.

Plugr strikes one down and Krinus, with the last bit of strength he had clocked one in the head with his arrow.

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DMaster: Krinus is lying in a pool of his own blood, he has ripped parts of his shirt off and is trying to stop the bleeding of his arm. He is conscious at least .

Vulcuran: Look for anymore Orcs.

DMaster: You only see two in the distance running. You are left with a very injured Krinus, Plugr with a few injuries, who seemed to take on the whole squadron himself, two 2-stars injured badly, and a small Pirate girl breathing heavily, looking around wide eyed. Your injuries are grievous. The shoulder is leaking blood like a sieve. Other injuries are starting to make you dizzy. Plugr is thanking the little pirate girl.

Vulcuran: I will try to bandage myself up too
VUL: We need to get Krinus to Vicky.

DMaster: Plugr is over to you, and is trying to bandage you up a bit.
PLUG: Sounds like a plan, but I am not sure Victoria will. She isn’t exactly agreeable to us Camerondale folk.
Once he got you wrapped a bit, he walked over to the two bodies of your group.

Vulcuran: Sigh
VUL: She might have too.

DMaster: The group is almost where you are already, they felt it was safe enough. Blood is everywhere, bodies laying all over and body pieces too. It is quite a gruesome scene. A few of the Pirate women gasp seeing one of their own dead. Most of the women stare in disbelief, a few run and throw up.

Vulcuran: VUL: Plugr take Krinus over to Victoria for healing

DMaster: Victoria is feeling queasy. Krinus refuses the healing, much to Plugr’s frustration.
PLUG: Just take it, dammit, if she is willing to do it, then take it!
He says in a low tone, looking at the 3-star.

Vulcuran: VUL: why Krinus?

DMaster: KRI: No, you are bleeding pretty bad, you must lead us. I will make due until tomorrow for her healing.

Vulcuran: VUL: okay but we will get you bandaged up better when I am done

DMaster: Victoria is over with a couple of girls they are looking away from the scene

Vulcuran: I will go over to Victoria

DMaster: She looks up at you, annoyed and with a scowl.

Vulcuran: VUL: Victoria could you heal me?

DMaster: She shakes her head.
VIC: If I heal you, I can’t walk. If you’re not healed, you still can walk. I overheard all about this Witches Corner, and I want out, as soon as possible.

Vulcuran: VUL: Fine, fine.

DMaster: PLUG: No, dammit. If we get jumped by more orcs, or witches or who the hell else knows, we need him healthy enough to swing a sword.
VIC: Who says I even want to do this in the first place, a lot of assumptions…
Vicky looks you over
VIC: no you will be in pain, but you will live.

Vulcuran: VUL: Then just heal me already so we can get going, every minute we argue, is a minute we are in the Witches Corner.

DMaster: She throws her hands up in the air.
VIC: Am I always going to be bailing you out? What happens If I didn’t make the Ship Wreck? You would be dead, thankfully.

Vulcuran: Give her a long stare.
VUL: Fine. Heal Krinus before he bleeds out.
Turn and walk away.

DMaster: VIC: No don’t you walk away from me! How dare you walk away! You assume I am going to heal anyone and everything, and do as you say, you ignorant…

Vulcuran: Turn with anger in my voice.
VUL: Look, it’s obvious you’re too good to heal me, so just deal with Krinus then. If you are not above that.

DMaster: VIC: Are you fucking kidding me? The balls on you!

Vulcuran: Shake my head.
VUL: You are a piece of work. We will deal with it then. Krinus, you ok?

DMaster: VIC: Me? I am a piece of work?!
Storming up to you, eyes ablaze.
VIC: I don’t go into other peoples homes and kill their families do I???
Pushes you hard, spit flying, beyond angry.
VIC: Then you expect me to keep healing you. What is this going to do for me? Bring back my father and brother who are drifting somewhere in the ocean!?

Vulcuran: VUL: Sorry I even asked, never mind. I’m not going to keep rehashing this. Just go back to the group.

DMaster: Plugr is walking over…

Vulcuran: VUL: Plugr, I need bandages if you can find anything. We need to stop the blood on my shoulder.

DMaster: VIC: Rehashing?!? It happened like a few days ago, am I to forget my family so quickly? Your job was to kill my family members, and now it’s my job to just forget? Wow, nice realm you live in! You guys are a joke! I would be home right now with my brother playing dragon dice right now, sipping wine and enjoying life!
Her voice cracks, eyes welling.

Vulcuran: VUL: Plugr, get her to shut up will you?
Shake my head, start to look for something to wrap my wound.

DMaster: VIC: Shut up? SHUT UP? I am here getting shipwrecked, attacked by witches and asked to heal the person I hate the most in the world! I will not shut up!

Vulcuran: Rip some clothing off an orc hopefully good enough. Start bandaging. Start walking away.

DMaster: VIC: No you don’t go anywhere.

Vulcuran: Turn and give her a look.
VUL: What now?

DMaster: VICKY: I Can heal their loser, I can also NOT heal! I could take you down quicker than a blink of an eye!
She shoves you.
VIC: I could KILL you right here and now!
Plugr stands between you two, as the whole party stares, mouths agape.

Vulcuran: VUL: Well here I am, there is nothing stopping you!
Put out my arms, eyes wide.

DMaster: PLUG: Listen you two, we are ALL in a situation we don’t want to be in, so let’s just make the most of it.

Vulcuran: VUL: Come on, bring it, not-healing girl!
Wider eyes, waving arms like crazy.

DMaster: She tries for you again and Plugr stops her, staring her down.
PLUG: Calm down, will you?
Then turns to you.
PLUG: (in a whisper) Stop talking and this ends, let it die, we will get nowhere arguing. We need to get going, we need to move it, remember where we are at.

Vulcuran: VUL: Agreed. I need bandages.

DMaster: PLUG: I have a guard getting you some now
VIC: I’ll give you something to bandage up! You son of a bitch, I’ll…

Vulcuran: I don’t say a word

DMaster: PLUG:(to Victoria, grabbing her arms) Listen you, It’s time to grow up and grow up quick. Survivors deal with things, and the way you’re going you wont last the day. Vulcuran has been through more than you could ever imagine. Now shut your hole and let’s move on. Oh and heal Krinus for god’s sake the kid is ready to croak. I will carry you.

Vulcuran: I will bandage myself up

DMaster: A guard is helping you. Victoria walks over to Krinus and heals him much to his dismay. Plugr picks up Victoria and slings her over his shoulder.
PLUG: Are you ready M’lord???

Vulcuran: Good, at least Krinus won’t die
VUL: Yes. Let’s get going.

DMaster: Plugr just shakes his head.
PLUG: You have issues.

Vulcuran: Let’s get out of here. I want the Orc’s axe as a memento

DMaster: You loot the bodies, and at least now the group is fully armed. The party moves on 2 men less than before. Plugr had the other men dig quick graves and bury them. It’s a very large one, bulky and you are all carrying bear meat.

Vulcuran: Move out.