Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190529235035

The Berserker Rage of the Orcs ended and Reyl's buffs finally gave the Atmorans the superiority in the skirmish.

Elisiv bashed one of the weakened Orcs and then hacked hit the Orc in the temple. With her superior strength she nearly knocked the Orc out, but his helmet saved him by only making him disoriented.

Another Companion then finished the disoriented Orc with a stab to his neck.

The last three Orcs wavered in moral and tried to retreat through the side tunnel.

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Kal caught the pickaxe with her sword and that left the Orc open to an attack with her dagger.

Jofrodr cut down the armless Orc miner with one strike across his head. The blade in his hand disappeared and he had to recall Prince-Slayer with telekinesis.

Randagulf saw that the people there were humans and called for his men to halt.

They stooped their charge at the crossroads.

The Harbinger and his men didn't know the Stormhawks, as none of them had met them before. He looked to the other tunnels and couldn't tell which one might lead to the stronghold.

He didn't have time to waste. More tunnels could be sealed as they stood there. "You three! Do you know where the Orc stronghold is?" He asked with haste.

"Go ahead, and tell Grulmog that I am coming for him." Bakel said.

They walked out into the stronghold and to the shaman's hut near his longhouse.

The shaman, an older Orc woman was outside tending to her herbs. She looked up when she noticed the chief approaching.

"Murbut! Come heal me." He ordered.

The shaman looked to be older than a century. Not particularly old for an elf, but fairly old for an Orc as their species usually died in battle before then.

Like nearly all of the stronghold, she didn't seem to like Bakel. Though she listened to him as she was the mother of Mornz. "I'll grab my concoctions."

Bakel waited outside for the old shaman to return.