Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on May 6, 2015 17:43:19 GMT
It is August 23rd, and on this day of celebration, lots of good things are happening when four men, wearing the same insignia of a noble family of Enin seem to have cornered a full orc female and her child. One of the men seems to be yelling, “Where did your kind take my son! He is only a child, give me my son back!” The other three are yelling threatening remarks and using all sorts of racial slurs. None of them seem to have drawn their weapons but are threatening to do so to prove a point a, placing their hands on their hilts to show that they are serious. Some people in the crowd that has gathered, say that this will serve to show that orcs are an evil race and that they should not live.
Through the crowd comes a absolutely beautiful woman, standing at 5’6” she is dressed in the garments and armor of the God Djundur, when she pulls off her shield and her weapon, she seems to brush her fiery red hair, getting into a defensive stance she says, “Leave them alone.” Her tone tells anyone watching this will be the last warning that these men are going to receive. As this happens, a tall blue Dragonborn women comes up as well, almost at the same time, her right hand cupped with lightening streaming in and out of her hand. After the redhead finishes her threat, the Dragonborn only adds, “You might want to rethink what you are doing.”
Just off to the side, a smallish Elf walks through the crowd, looks over the situation, and though she does not care for the men or the Orcs, she notcies that it seems to only be a fight of 2 on four, with two innocent bystanders, and this Elf does not believe that anyone should be caught in the middle of a fight, she stands at the front of the crowd, ready to draw and enter the fight if this gets ugly. Besides what better tale to write, than one that you have expierenced.
Some of the crowd notice a very young girl, who finds herself walking through the market. "There sure seems to be a lot people here, what's going on Sam?" She says to the raven on her shoulder. The raven is silent, and then Flys off her shoulder 10 feet up. After a moment, the young girl says. “How do you expect me to get through all those people?"The raven squacks loudly, and begins creating a scene, giving the young girl enough room to push to the front of the crowd. "Holy shit, a big blue lizard", she says as Sam lands on her shoulder again. He begins lightly pecking her cheek as the young girl says, giggling, "OF COURSE I know they're called Dragonborn Sam!” The young girl sighs, “Ok, I suppose we should go help the orc....and her child, yes Sam." The young girl walks over to where the orc is being surrounded...and mumbles something people can barely hear. The young girl becomes surrounded by a shimmering glow, as the raven seems to look at her she says, “Ok Sam, but you're going to help." The young girl waits, scratching lightly at the raven perched on her shoulder.
Three of the noblemen turn around and the center one says, "You all need to move along, this doesn't concern you.” The young girl screams out, “I go where I want! I have for years now, anyway, you're not a guard and you can't make me!” The smallish Elf just seems unmoved by the men and their bravado, waiting and seeing if they will make a move on her, or the unarmed Orcs. The big blue Dragonborn is unmoved but as the lightening in her hand intensifies, she just says, “Leave them alone.” The redhead shifts her stance, looking like she is going to make a move, when she is shocked. In a moment two of the three noblemen stop, shock in their eyes, and blood spewing from their mouths. After a few seconds the two men drop into piles of lifeless corpses as the third is sliced so deep from ear to ear, it looked as if his head would come off. Standing there was a small Orc female, who turns to the last man and slides her rapier through his back very slowly, and flings blood everywhere as she tears it out. Staring at the four of us she only yells, "Fight Orc Oppression" and runs into a crowd of people. The original Orc female only hugged her daughter, and left in the other direction as guards started showing up. They say,"What happened here!”
The smallish elf was the first to speak, and shrugging her shoulders she said, "They learned the hard way not to try and intimidate an innocent Orc?” Almost immediately, while putting away her shield and weapon, the redheaded cleric says, "One minute they were standing there than they dropped, I'm not sure what happened.” During this entire thing a very excited voice was coming through, and the young girl was tugging at the guard near her and was claiming, "It was SO COOL! I mean the guys died, and that's sad, but this lady came out and she was all.." Zoriah mimics the movements of the female orc, but to anyone looking, she was just flailing her arms and making slashing noises..."the lady moved so fast, it didn't last very long, and those guys had NO chance, she was way too quick.”
The guard, looking at these four asks nicely with of course 10 other guards around, "Please come with us to straighten out these stories.” the cleric just sighs and starts walking toward the guards, as does the Dragonborn woman. The smallish Elf says, just loud enough for those around her to hear, “Oh Bloody hell, I knew I should have kept walking.” as she too walks toward the guards, when behind the three they hear the young girl say, "Why do I have to go with you, I didn't do anything.” One of the guards bends down to be eye to eye with the young girl and says, “Because out of all the people that saw what happened, yours was probably the best story, so we want to write it down.” The young girls expression starts to beam and she exclaims, “Mine was the best story?” The young girl than starts walking hurriedly as she talks so fast at the guard.
Through the crowd comes a absolutely beautiful woman, standing at 5’6” she is dressed in the garments and armor of the God Djundur, when she pulls off her shield and her weapon, she seems to brush her fiery red hair, getting into a defensive stance she says, “Leave them alone.” Her tone tells anyone watching this will be the last warning that these men are going to receive. As this happens, a tall blue Dragonborn women comes up as well, almost at the same time, her right hand cupped with lightening streaming in and out of her hand. After the redhead finishes her threat, the Dragonborn only adds, “You might want to rethink what you are doing.”
Just off to the side, a smallish Elf walks through the crowd, looks over the situation, and though she does not care for the men or the Orcs, she notcies that it seems to only be a fight of 2 on four, with two innocent bystanders, and this Elf does not believe that anyone should be caught in the middle of a fight, she stands at the front of the crowd, ready to draw and enter the fight if this gets ugly. Besides what better tale to write, than one that you have expierenced.
Some of the crowd notice a very young girl, who finds herself walking through the market. "There sure seems to be a lot people here, what's going on Sam?" She says to the raven on her shoulder. The raven is silent, and then Flys off her shoulder 10 feet up. After a moment, the young girl says. “How do you expect me to get through all those people?"The raven squacks loudly, and begins creating a scene, giving the young girl enough room to push to the front of the crowd. "Holy shit, a big blue lizard", she says as Sam lands on her shoulder again. He begins lightly pecking her cheek as the young girl says, giggling, "OF COURSE I know they're called Dragonborn Sam!” The young girl sighs, “Ok, I suppose we should go help the orc....and her child, yes Sam." The young girl walks over to where the orc is being surrounded...and mumbles something people can barely hear. The young girl becomes surrounded by a shimmering glow, as the raven seems to look at her she says, “Ok Sam, but you're going to help." The young girl waits, scratching lightly at the raven perched on her shoulder.
Three of the noblemen turn around and the center one says, "You all need to move along, this doesn't concern you.” The young girl screams out, “I go where I want! I have for years now, anyway, you're not a guard and you can't make me!” The smallish Elf just seems unmoved by the men and their bravado, waiting and seeing if they will make a move on her, or the unarmed Orcs. The big blue Dragonborn is unmoved but as the lightening in her hand intensifies, she just says, “Leave them alone.” The redhead shifts her stance, looking like she is going to make a move, when she is shocked. In a moment two of the three noblemen stop, shock in their eyes, and blood spewing from their mouths. After a few seconds the two men drop into piles of lifeless corpses as the third is sliced so deep from ear to ear, it looked as if his head would come off. Standing there was a small Orc female, who turns to the last man and slides her rapier through his back very slowly, and flings blood everywhere as she tears it out. Staring at the four of us she only yells, "Fight Orc Oppression" and runs into a crowd of people. The original Orc female only hugged her daughter, and left in the other direction as guards started showing up. They say,"What happened here!”
The smallish elf was the first to speak, and shrugging her shoulders she said, "They learned the hard way not to try and intimidate an innocent Orc?” Almost immediately, while putting away her shield and weapon, the redheaded cleric says, "One minute they were standing there than they dropped, I'm not sure what happened.” During this entire thing a very excited voice was coming through, and the young girl was tugging at the guard near her and was claiming, "It was SO COOL! I mean the guys died, and that's sad, but this lady came out and she was all.." Zoriah mimics the movements of the female orc, but to anyone looking, she was just flailing her arms and making slashing noises..."the lady moved so fast, it didn't last very long, and those guys had NO chance, she was way too quick.”
The guard, looking at these four asks nicely with of course 10 other guards around, "Please come with us to straighten out these stories.” the cleric just sighs and starts walking toward the guards, as does the Dragonborn woman. The smallish Elf says, just loud enough for those around her to hear, “Oh Bloody hell, I knew I should have kept walking.” as she too walks toward the guards, when behind the three they hear the young girl say, "Why do I have to go with you, I didn't do anything.” One of the guards bends down to be eye to eye with the young girl and says, “Because out of all the people that saw what happened, yours was probably the best story, so we want to write it down.” The young girls expression starts to beam and she exclaims, “Mine was the best story?” The young girl than starts walking hurriedly as she talks so fast at the guard.