Post by gortrix on Oct 22, 2013 14:28:34 GMT
Gortrix spat at the ground again looking at the manling that he had traveled with for about a week. He again realized to his horror that he didnt have enough beer. The other member of the Hawks was called "The Rock" and Gortrix again spat at remembering the name. Something about that manling just wasnt "right."
When they had be stalking a wild boar Gortrix told the Rock to keep low and quiet (roll int) and to his horror the rock shouted "I speak 5 languages" the boar instantly alerted to the presence of the two people charged...ok Gortrix didnt mind too much...
Then there was the time the weather just kept getting worse and worse....Gortrix swore it was because The Rock kept having imaginary fights with his gods named Detinshi and GM. Some how the more heated the exchange in the rocks head the more the rain fell....Gortrix did not like it..he was soaked to the bone..
Well going back Gortrix had waited to go with one of the new members of the Hawks..There was supposed to of been a wagon with two horses....With a large portion of the Hawks gone to fight the Orc horde Gortrix got ready to depart. Seeing the forgemaster Claus off on his own adventure Gortrix was alone and wanted to get into trouble. Well so he volunteered to go with The rock and his wagon train....WELL apparently someone bought only one horse for a wagon that needs two to pull and thought Gortrix had his own horse....A dwarf with a horse..bah..So going was painfully slow. PAinfully as this manling just loved to talk....and talk.....and talk...Gods it never ceased...Gortrix was always usually quiet and brutish and enjoyed his own company or that of dwarves. Now being forced to listen to the heroics of a band of Pirates being wiped out from village idiots for the 6 time started to make Gortrix twitch for his axe.....
The manling also had a bad habit of just dropping his weapons and shield in battle...like the time he wanted to impress the unicorn....he dropped his gear then ran away. Then they had to spend 8 hours wondering the woods to get the gear back.
Now the hope of making it to the battle on time was next to hopeless...Now he wondered what he was gonna do when his beer supply ran out...because a constant buzz was the only thing keeping the Manling alive currently.
When they had be stalking a wild boar Gortrix told the Rock to keep low and quiet (roll int) and to his horror the rock shouted "I speak 5 languages" the boar instantly alerted to the presence of the two people charged...ok Gortrix didnt mind too much...
Then there was the time the weather just kept getting worse and worse....Gortrix swore it was because The Rock kept having imaginary fights with his gods named Detinshi and GM. Some how the more heated the exchange in the rocks head the more the rain fell....Gortrix did not like it..he was soaked to the bone..
Well going back Gortrix had waited to go with one of the new members of the Hawks..There was supposed to of been a wagon with two horses....With a large portion of the Hawks gone to fight the Orc horde Gortrix got ready to depart. Seeing the forgemaster Claus off on his own adventure Gortrix was alone and wanted to get into trouble. Well so he volunteered to go with The rock and his wagon train....WELL apparently someone bought only one horse for a wagon that needs two to pull and thought Gortrix had his own horse....A dwarf with a horse..bah..So going was painfully slow. PAinfully as this manling just loved to talk....and talk.....and talk...Gods it never ceased...Gortrix was always usually quiet and brutish and enjoyed his own company or that of dwarves. Now being forced to listen to the heroics of a band of Pirates being wiped out from village idiots for the 6 time started to make Gortrix twitch for his axe.....
The manling also had a bad habit of just dropping his weapons and shield in battle...like the time he wanted to impress the unicorn....he dropped his gear then ran away. Then they had to spend 8 hours wondering the woods to get the gear back.
Now the hope of making it to the battle on time was next to hopeless...Now he wondered what he was gonna do when his beer supply ran out...because a constant buzz was the only thing keeping the Manling alive currently.