A day with humans

[Drancor]

We moved threw the tunnels, quietly as to not stir any alarms. The goblins never knew what hit them as we desended upon them. With blades flashing and spells exploding around them the fight only lasted moments. Vrog the half orc warrior, has come to enjoy traveling with humans now. It was just a short time ago it seems that he was in raiding parties attacking the very same camps of humans he know travels with. He silently chuckles to his self but only for a moment as he remembers the torment he suffed from the full blood orcs jsut because he wasnt "pure". The humans he has come to like and fight with he knows would never treat him as bad as where he came from, and for momment he feels a calm come over him. Only for a moment, for there trouble ahead, he picks up the sounds of more goblins ahead as they rush into battle, this time a larger then normal goblin charges them with 2 preists of bane in tow. The anger rushes into vrog as he remembers how much he loathes baneinties and heads full spead into them almost knockin the human wizard he travled with to the floor. Vrog raises his axe both hands grippin the haft tightly as he brings it down upon the preist with all his mighty. The sound of metal against metal then bone rushes over him as with one swift blow he nearly cleaves the hapless preist in half at the shoulder. Feelin a sudden pain explode into his side and the sicking sound of broken bone the goblin war-cheif catches vrog with his mace directly in the rib cage sending the huge halforc smashin into the walls. The pain is overwelming but somehow vrog gets the haft of his axe up to blockin the chiefs second blow. He heres the mutterin of incantations then a feelin of cool air around him, suddlely his ribs feel much better. The human preist of tyr with them has casted a healin spell bringing Vrog back into the battle. With a yell and stomping of his feet he faces off with the goblin chief. The goblin chief turns from his current opponet to face the half orc. Vrog's eyes are filled with hate and anger as he bullrushes straight at the goblin, pickin him up and slaming him down on the floor. The goblin chief lay sprawlin on the floor clutchin for his sheild but too late. Vrogs axe comes straight down into the head of the chief causin it to explode. The halfing thief with the group starts mubblin from under the goblins dead body. "damn, can someone get this thing off me" Vrog and the other compains laugh as the peal the thief from under the dead war chiefs body. Vrog picks up the halfing saying "you should be more carful of fallin dead things little one" The halfing replies back "well, try not to knock them down when iam stabbin them in the back ya big oaf!" A time ago, Vrog would have become angerd by this disrespect from a halfling but he smiles and laughs at his new freinds realzing this life is so much better then what he left behind.


more to come..................