The Hills

The last gambler orc stares down at the elvish sword through its chest, then falls to its knees, pausing there for a moment before tumbling sideways to the ground, joining the other corpses that litter the area.

The glowing spear flashes again towards Maverick, but the deep gnome twists out of the way once more, his body protected by his own sinister magic.

Tulfgyr's opponent takes a crunching blow, then tries to counter with a wild swipe of his axe. The old dwarf easily catches the ill-aimed blow on his sturdy shield.

The ogre stares stupidly at the two enormous wounds Ug just scored. "Duh?" Then the pain hits him, and he yells, lashing out at Ug. The enormous club smashes into Ug's shoulder, and wood chips fly into the air. It was a solid hit, but the club seems to have done as much damage to itself as to the goliath. (Ug takes only 5 bludgeoning damage)

The prone orc stands after being tripped on and sees the orc priest engaged with Alalla. He turns to find another target and spies the wounded half-elf archer. Unfortunately for him, Al's guard is never down. As the orc turns his back on her she slips her glaive into his ribs and through his heart, never taking her eyes off of the evil priest. (orc warrior 1 takes 17 damage and dies)

The Eye of Gruumsh exchanges a few blows with Alalla, then says in rough Common, "There's something different about you, woman." He wrinkles his porcine nose as though sniffing, then peels his lips back in a grin. In Orcish he jeers, "It calls to you, doesn't it? You fight it, but the blood calls to you. He mutters a prayer to Gruumsh, and Alalla feels the insidious presence again, stronger than ever - and this time she is overwhelmed. A jagged iron crown appears on her head, and a mad red light shines in her eyes. Her vision goes hazy, and in her mind she hears a terrible, unearthly voice growl, PROVE YOURSELF TO ME, DAUGHTER. KILL THE DWARF.

Current lineup:

Orc Warrior 2 (by Tulfgyr)
HP 9/15
AC 13

Ogre (by Ug)
HP 28/59
AC 11

Eye of Gruumsh (by Alalla)
HP 45/45
AC 16

seeing fury in Alalla's eyes and the flash of her glaive tulfgyr stiffens with anticipationand a tingle of fear ...oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh... *smack* by my beard Im alive taking a brief moment to gather himself Father Tulfgyr steels himself before charging the remaining orc warrior

"Duh?" The ogre stops and looks down curiously at the arrow and the purple light. He scratches it. Sniffs it. Winces. Burps. Shrugs.

The Eye of Gruumsh sneers as Alalla shakes off his enchantment. "You'll never be free of this, half-breed. Gruumsh will claim your soul in the afterlife!" As he jabs forward with his spear, Alalla notices a shining sash belted around the orc's waist, a stark contrast to the iron armor and crude leathers. The orc priest fails to get past her defenses, but hardly seems winded as he flicks a finger absently and across the cave the magical spear stabs into Maverick's shoulder. (Maverick takes 7 force damage)

The remaining orc warrior presses the attack with a brutish swing that crunches into Tulfgyr's thick armor. (Tulfgyr takes 7 slashing damage)

The ogre peers down at prone Ug, then holds its tree carefully in front of its face, sighting down the trunk. It takes a step back, then lines up the goliath again. It brings the club smashing down for a killing blow... but ends up shattering a good section of ground right between Ug's legs. The ogre stares at his club - now broken - then at Ug, then back at the club, completely at a loss. "Duh."

Orc Warrior (by Tulfgyr)
HP 9/15
AC 13

Ogre (by Ug)
HP 5/59
AC 11

Eye of Gruumsh (by Alalla)
HP 45/45
AC 16

Father Tulfgyr, heartened at the heroism of his companions and full of righteous wrath, brings down his mace with a blessing of Lathander in his lips. The orc crumples beneath the weight of the blow, its broken body a testament of the Morninglord's justice.