Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160225002526/@comment-24736819-20160528021945

As Cirges said, Farraud had no problem in locating Tormund amongst the warriors, specially because he was fighting side by side with another unique and gigantic warrior.

Slowly, but steadily, the leader of the Red Company fought his way towards the Toreau brothers.

"Tor!", he shouted.

"Ah, Farraud, my good friend! What brings you here?! As you can see...", Tormund was interrupted by an Adamantine Knight trying his luck against the massive King.

The knight was almost as armoured as Doraleous himself and apparentely he thought that would give him the upper hand against Tor. Unfortunately, for the knight, Giantcleaver knew no armor that could stop it when wielded by its owner.

"We're a bit busy!", Tormund's thunderous laugh quickly followed his attack.

"It's King Rob! He was severly wounded and we need you there!", Farraud was brief in his explanation, seeing that being so close to the two Toreau apparentely made him look like an easy target.

Doraleous and Tormund exchanged looks and what seemed to be an entire mental conversation before they both nodded.

"STORIG! With me! Advaaaaance!", Doraleous shouted, forcing his way through the attackers.

"Lead the way, Farraud! Quickly, now!", it was truly amazing how agile Tormund was and Farraud remembered for a moment how it was to be in the other side of a battle against the giant breton.

"Through here!", the halfbreed shook his head to let go of those memories and turned around, eventually leading the way towards Sir Cirges, his men and the fallen King Roberto.

"Foolish boy!", Tormund growled upon seeing the situation. He had an easy time reaching Rob, quickly taking a knee beside him and turning to Cirges, "A safeplace, where are the healers of Jehanna?!"