((Simply Rp))

[Arbrek the Ancient 140]

*gets up after finishing eating. She is a little tipsy from the ale but the cub is very drunk. She staggers towards the men moving the body

I'll burn ir for you ...HIC

*the cub picks up the dwarfs flint and steel and makes a spark burning his hair. The mother spits on him

Weakling ...HIC

*stabs the small child and cooks some food on it's burning corpse

Don't need to burn the dwarf now

((Wait....did you just kill a baby and then cook some food on it's burning body?))

[Thrym 188]

((*sigh* Came in too late to kill the dwarf lol))

[Glurg_Howdan 7]

((Wait....did you just kill a baby and then cook some food on it's burning body?))

((yes.

[Elindor 666]

((I'll just be ignoring the orc then))

*Elindor stretches his hand out and clasps tight on the dwarf's wound. The skin of his neck starts smoking and the skin is singed, drying the blood and stopping it from flowing. Elindor crouches down and breathes on the wound. Icicles form around the dried blood, the wound quickly freezes. Elindor stands up, leaning on his staff and says "You can do with him now what justice you feel fitting, but I would not have him die out here needlessly. That should hold long enough for you to get him back to town." Walking away, Elindor returns to his spot in the snow and sits down again. In doing so the wind picks up again and the blizzard returns.

[salmeer 24]

*pulls a bucket out of the river and begins to douse his home. The fire slowly goes down*

[Glurg_Howdan 7]

*gets up and offer some slightly green meat to the people around

[char615 41]

Krogu throws thebucket of piss at Nog and steals the food, before snatching the dwarf from Elimdor and throwing it at him.

'Stoopid...'

[Idioticozzy 66]

Oscar looks around at the icolated place, thinking to himself that this is the perfect place to begin is druidic task, but stops to hear the commotion beyond the frozen trees, then stares at the bunch with his new eyes

"What in the world..." He mumbles to himself

[Glurg_Howdan 7]

Krogu throws thebucket of piss at Nog and steals the food, before snatching the dwarf from Elimdor and throwing it at him.

'Stoopid...'

*giggles and drinks the piss then leaves

[Ellimist 40]

A group of human mercenaries approach a smouldering shack in the middle of a snowstorm. Tracking an orc would have been easy if not for the constant blizzard filling in the tracks. The mercenary leader gestures to stop the convoy with his left hand. Ahead of his group is the quarry he had been hunting for days. A mysterious stranger had approached the men days earlier, placing a bounty upon an orc and the child accompanying it.

Fawkes had always hated the orcs, barbaric as they are and took pleasure at the thought of killing another. Commanding his men to stay hidden in the trees in case of an ambush; Fawkes steps out into the clearing iron sword drawn at the ready. "You have quite a price upon your head orc!" Fawkes bellowed. "Your child too; my employer has politely requested an end to your life, I don't know or care what you've done but I need the Minas. Draw whatever weapon you may have and fight me until death". Fawkes awaits a reply his sword gleaming in the dim light.

[Glurg_Howdan 7]

*snarls at the man and bites him

Leave me alone! I didn't mean to eat that boy! It just happened!

[Ellimist 40]

*Fawkes yells in surprise at the sudden attack. Cradling his injured arm he says, "You ate a child? What kind of twisted beast are you? No matter the money is all I need".

Fawkes turns his attention to the men in the forest behind him. "Mercenaries! Dispose of this trash." The four accomplices knock arrows to their bows and loose a volley in the orc's direction.

*Rolls 3 the first arrow misses far and wide embedding it's head in a tree trunk.

*Rolls 9 the second arrow flies from it's string grazing the flesh on the orc's left leg.

*Rolls 19 the third arrow hits home with startling accuracy the orc's left lung is punctured and the force knocks it to the ground.

*Rolls 1 the fourth arrow never leaves the bow, instead the bow snaps and inflicts startling injury upon the mercenary in charge of it.

*Rolls 12 the force of the bow breaking is so great, half of the oak snaps into the mercenaries face breaking his nose and knocking him unconscious.

((http://www.psychicscience.org/random.aspx))

The orc lies upon the ground death quickly approaching. Shaking his head at the stupidity of his comrade, Fawkes smiles and turns to leave, his work here now done.

[Glurg_Howdan 7]

*spazms on the floor and dies. her final words are

Just don't hurt Deltaro

[ULTRA LORD 25]

*Sifts through the debris, in order to find any possessions that be lost in the fire*

[Haelphon 407]

*walks by the smoldering shack* "Oh my!" The halfling says. "I only came by to find some seeds for my crop!"