War Of The Dwarves And The Orcs - Early Morning Scrimmage

Romeran · Fri Mar 11, 2022 4:25 am

With the other dwarf distracted by the crebain, Bolrag had thrown caution to the wind and his spear with it. He clawed now with tooth and nail at the dwarf who seemed to be somewhere else completely. Bolrag almost hesitated, unsure why his previously vicious opponent had suddenly turned pacifist. It was not in the spirit of the orcs to throw away such an advantage, however, and Bolrag did not relent in his attacks. Quite the opposite, he relished as his undefended claws dug into the dwarf's skin.

Bolrag 49 (+1)
Fali 11 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Fri Mar 11, 2022 9:57 am

Bolrag was going insane Rhafna decided seeing him using fingers and teeth to kill the orc he was working on. Rhafna ruffled her feathers and paused in her pecking for a moment. Only a moment though. If she had opposable thumbs and could use a weapons she would, it would be faster than her beak but she was limited by her wings. It didn't matter though death was death and she pecked hard at the head of the dwarf once more tearing flesh in a manner so similar to the orc that was her ally for the time being. How much longer that would last.... She didn't have time to think on it.

Rhafna 122(+1)
Velm 22(-1)

Dungeon Delver · Fri Mar 11, 2022 3:48 pm

Something strange happened. A metal tipped tree blossomed out of her shoulder with frightening alacrity. It was birthed through the red soil that was her flesh in a violent display of nature at its most alarming and most alluring. Fali was shocked it didn't hurt. She stared at the wound and the tree that had grown from the wound. What was this thing? As she started to die, the world around her made less and less sense. Had it always been like this? Had it always been a confusing labyrinth of meta descriptors and signifiers? She was happy she was noticing it now, before it was too late. Did all dwarves that died notice just how strange the world around them was? What must have Azaghâl thought upon being crushed by Glaurung? What did Durin see as he was slain by the balrog? Fali fell, something was on top of her now, but she couldn't throw her head around to see it. Were the mountains crumbling around her now too? Reality was giving way and that which lies behind the façade was bursting through the cracks in her sanity.

Fali 10 (-1)
Bolrag 50 (+1)

Fuin Elda · Fri Mar 11, 2022 7:44 pm

The dwarves were still in terms of fighting back it was as if the will to live had fled them long before now and all that was left was to still their beating hearts which it seemed would be done by slow and cruel bloodloss rather than any swift action on the part of herself or the orc. Not that she could do much more than what she was in terms of killing her enemy it just seemed .. painfully slow. She pecked at the dwarf again and wondered if there was some forge where she could get knives she could pick up and hold with her beak or something like that .

Rhafna 123(+1)
Velm 21(-1)

Romeran · Fri Mar 11, 2022 11:17 pm

The air began to reek of death. There were bodies of orcs and dwarves and other beings everywhere but it was only now that Bolrag began to notice how much it smelled of death. Perhaps it was that he was wrestling now with a dwarf who had given in to death, or that he was so close he could smell the sweat. But the stench had only one effect on Bolrag, it raised the blood within him and he tore now at the dwarf with his very teeth as well as the claws on his wicked fingers.

Bolrag 51 (+1)
Fali 9 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Sat Mar 12, 2022 12:20 am

Death had a very specific smell in all honestly. To Rhafna it smelled like dinner, and her kin would agree with that. To most others? It smelt disgusting and would turn ones stomach. However she did not have an amazing sense of smell so it was just enough to let her know dinner was served. Of course there were a few more bodies to be added to it before she could relax and make a meal.

She hopped about flapping from one shoulder to the other of her particular victim in terms of making sure they were brought down her beak picking and pecking at the dwarfs neck, ears and cheeks.

Rhafna 124(+1)
Velm 20(-1)

Dungeon Delver · Sat Mar 12, 2022 8:17 pm

Dreams can, as a rule, only last for so long. Visions are meant to fade and hallucinations are meant to give way to reality. It's a terrible cruelty, but perhaps it was penance for all the long years of neglect and apathy she'd had. The visions of the Great Forge sizzled and burned away, just when she was within the doors, just as she was hearing the ringing clangclangclang of the hammers, she was ripped away and deposited back inside herself. Reality, as she'd found, was very painful. Though not half as painful as the orc that now seemed to be devouring her living flesh! In an atavistic panic, Fali shoved the nasty creature off of her and pushed herself up into standing position. Everything exploded around her, red blossoms of pain so clouded her vision it was a wonder that when she started running she didn't run off the edge of some cliff. All creatures, sapient or otherwise, have a flight or fight response. It's not as clear cut as that, but the naturalists like to boil things into a dichotomy for the masses to ingest. Fali had never run in her life, but she was running now.

Fali 8 (-1)
Bolrag 52 (+1)

Romeran · Sat Mar 12, 2022 9:22 pm

Unceremoniously, Fali had flung Bolrag from her with a strength that surprised Bolrag. He went flying into a nearby wall and clattered against it with a thud. Bolrag had half expected that the dwarf would come charging in after him and he raised up his arms instinctively in defense. But no such charge occurred. Too late he looked and realized that Fali was running. Bolrag scowled and looked around him. There was a small javelin nearby and he crawled quickly over to it as quickly as he could, scurrying on all fours. In a smooth motion, Bolrag picked up the javelin and while standing up hurled it after the fleeing dwarf. Before waiting to discover if his aim had been true or not, he searched around nearly tripping on the corpse of a dwarf but picked up the fallen dwarf's axe and then dashed after the fleeing Fali.

Bolrag 53 (+1)
Fali 7 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Mon Mar 14, 2022 2:59 am

A fleeing Fali was a surely a sad sight to see. While the initial moments of her flight were filled with shame, Fali soon realized that it was the only way she had any hope of survival. How? How could this have happened? They had them on the ropes, they had them torn and ripped down to a single opponent and that single opponent was on his last legs? Had Mahal forsaken them in their hour of triumph? Had their arrogance between them? Had they perhaps sung out of tune and brought down the wrath of the Great Smith? It was impossible to tell. The only thing Fali knew for certain was that the battle was lost. There was no way they could come back now. Velm was so preoccupied with the bird she might as well a statue, and she herself was on her last legs. Then a javelin appeared from behind her and struck her squarely in the back. Not deep enough to completely disable her, but enough to bring her rapid sprint to a halt. She roared in pain the way only a dwarf could roar. Would that be enough to bring her fighting spirit back?

Fali 6 (-1)
Bolrag 54 (+1)

Fuin Elda · Mon Mar 14, 2022 6:35 pm

The other dwarf was running now her last comrade left to the ministrations if the black feathered fiend as she desperately fled in an attempt to save herself it would not work though. Rhafna knew the orc was as fast as she was being driven on. The bird was pecking at her own victim who was laying on the ground as mobile as the corpse she was about to become when the other dwarf yelled. Rhafna turned her head regarding the other dwarf for a moment then went back to work.

Rhafna 125(+1)
Velm 19(-1)

Romeran · Mon Mar 14, 2022 7:57 pm

The javelin that Bolrag had thrown struck true, not deep enough to kill or maim the fleeing dwarf but enough to halt her which is all that the orc had hoped for. Bolrag was lumbering along after her in a mockery of a run as one of his legs was nearly dragging. "There's no escape" he called out to the dwarf in a cruel jibe as he closed in on his weakened foe. It wasn't enough to break his enemy bodily, he wanted to crush her spirit as well. Anything to teach the haughty dwarves that the orcs were their match and not some sniveling insects beneath their boots. Bolrag was practically manic now as he approached the slowed dwarf, axe raised above his head aiming for the death blow.

Bolrag 55 (+1)
Fali 5 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Mon Mar 14, 2022 8:49 pm

"There is no escape." The sound of the orc's raucous, atavistic attempt at the common tongue rang in Fali's ears "theresnoescape, theresnoescape, theresnoescapetheresnoescapetheresnoescape" the sound played in her ears over and over and over until she thought she was going to burst from the potential energy. The sound itself ripped at Fali's ears. She already bleeding from a dozen well-earned wounds, but this wound caught her unaware and unprepared. There was no escape. There was no escape. There was no escape. What was she going to do? Blood began to pour from her ears and all sound suddenly ceased. The dwarf found herself in a vacuum. The orc was still there, she was still there, the raven was still there, and Velm was still there, but the world around her was slowly breaking apart, piece by piece.

Fali 4 (-1)
Bolrag 56 (+1)

Drifa · Mon Mar 14, 2022 10:57 pm

With blood-soaked beards and sanguine tears upon their faces, the two dwarves leaned on each other for support; they had stood fighting against all odds. Fali rasped, and Velm knew that one of her lungs was punctured. She would surely die if the younger dwarf could not get off her feet and heal - all the fight seemed to have gone out of her. Raising her axe as the bird flew closer, Velm slashed at it with a hidden strength that came from her solid feet up to her arm and into her hands. She would fight on for Fali's sake and die swing if that was all that she could do for her.

Velm 20 (+1)
Rhafna124 (-1)

Romeran · Tue Mar 15, 2022 1:13 am

The statement that there was no escape was prophetic not just for the dwarves to whom he had spat the doom, but also for himself. Bolrag too was doomed for there was little chance of escape now and he doubted that the crebain would let him simply walk away. They had made for allies of convenience for indeed the enemy of one’s enemy is one’s friend. But soon the convenience would end. In the ending of the life of the dwarf in front of him, as Bolrag rained relentless axe blows upon her, he became more critically aware of his imminent mortality.

Bolrag 57 (+1)
Fali 3 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Tue Mar 15, 2022 1:42 am

It was the end of the world and she knew, yet she did not feel fine. She didn't start a fire, it was always burning since the world's been turning. What in Mahal's name were these things coming into her brain? Fali assumed it was her spirit's way of trying to protect her from the trauma continuously being rained down on her, but if that was the case maybe her spirit could find something a little more... dwarven? The songs suddenly playing in her head seemed very, human, and by human she did mean strange and nonsensical. It could be worse, she mused, it could have been elven music, all ethereal chanting and lyrical voices. She really wanted to die to something more bombastic, something that would make the mountain, Amon Amarth, roar with approval.

Fali 2 (-1)
Bolrag 58 (+1)

Fuin Elda · Tue Mar 15, 2022 1:43 am

Her dwarf flailed and struck at her and she was clipped slightly by the dwarfs bloody limb. Not that it would matter much in the end after all. She shook off the pitiful blow almost as if it had never happened and gave Velm a good hard peck right in the face looking to take out an eyeball for the annoyance of making this take longer than it needed to. Indeed the other dwarf had only a breath or two more in them before they left this realm. Then the question would be... would the orc help with her dwarf of would this drag on even further?

Rhafna 125(+1)
Velm 19(-1)

Romeran · Tue Mar 15, 2022 3:42 am

The darkness was taking over Balrog now and he was an eager victim. He let the lord of the darkness fight for him now and he relished in the lifeblood spouting from his foe. Red flames took over Balrog’s eyes as he became and orc possessed. As he struck, blocked or not, he began to chant. Softly at first but then louder. “Agh burzum-ishi krimpatul!” He exclaimed as he swung with new found furor. “Agh burzum-ishi krimpatul!” He chanted picking up a second axe with his free hand and attacking now with a skill which seemed now recently acquired. Darkness would take them all. Darkness would bind them.

Bolrag 59 (+1)
Fali 1 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Tue Mar 15, 2022 7:10 am

The world went dark with the foul speech of Mordor, indeed it filled her with a frenzied energy as well as she took to the wing once more circling tightly about the dwarf that she had left, before striking yet again driving her beak into the dwarfs arm where the shoulder met the neck trying to do as much damage as she possible to try to the dwarf while the orc was still preoccupied with the other one. She could tell that it was near death, and that it was just a matter of time before it ceased to draw breath and then there would only be herself and the orc. What would happen then?

There was still a dwarf to kill they had time to figure out that allyship and if they would simply part ways.

Rhafna 126(+1)
Velm 18(-1)

Dungeon Delver · Tue Mar 15, 2022 7:02 pm

The world went red, then grey, then black. Fali understood what was happening. The fight was over, she lost. They'd all lost. In her last moments of life, she felt sorry for the orc that had killed her. It was strange thing to feel, certainly if the situation had been reversed there would be no sympathy or pity, but somehow, she felt pity. It was a shame that this orc was going to have to go on living and killing. What other sorts of things might it have achieved otherwise? Surely not all orcs were meant to be brutal killers and marauders? How far gone was this orc? Was there a chance for him to turn back from the feral path he was on? Would he ever achieve anything other than slaughter? What else did he want? A home, a family, a pet, a spot of land to call his own? How far away did each kill make that dream?

For Fali, there would be no more dreams. She was going home. She would be welcomed into Mahal's great bosom, she would be shown the forges where all manner of things could be created and devised. She was going to a place where there was no more fear or pain, no more envy or jealousy.

And she would fly!

Fali 0 (-1) ELMINATED
Bolrag 60 (+1)

Romeran · Tue Mar 15, 2022 9:22 pm

The splatter of blood that covered Bolrag's face as he struck the death blow on the Dwarf was enough to return Bolrag's 'sanity' and he shook off whatever terror had possessed him to chant. He licked his lips tasting the mingle of his own blood and the blood of the dwarves mixed with sweat and cackled furiously, blood lust having completely taken him over. Bolrags blood red eyes darted back and forth, searching for a new target onto whom he would unleash his fury. There was only one dwarf left standing, the one who was being assaulted by the crebain. Bolrag spent a half a second trying to decided which target to attack, but the blood fury took him over before he could consciously decide and he instinctively attacked the last dwarf, flailing violently with the axes in both of his hands.

Bolrag 61 (+1)
Velm 17 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Wed Mar 16, 2022 1:56 am

Rhafna saw the orc looking about for a minute and studied him for a good sharp moment, as if realizing he was debating between the two targets, herself and their common enemy the dwarf. However he sensibly decided that he'd attack the dwarf and flailed with two axes sending Rhafna back into the air mostly to avoid the massive amounts of steel swinging wildly with orcish rage. After a moment she was able to get around behind the dwarf keeping the dwarfs body between her and the orc for the time being and pecked at the back of the dwarfs ankles not the most lethal place but it still was causing them pain and making it hard for them to run

Rhafna 127(+1)
Velm 16(-1)

Fuin Elda · Thu Mar 17, 2022 8:45 am

She was still working on the dwarf that was in front of her. She got her beak in between the greave on the dwarfs leg and the top of the dwarfs boot. She wiggled her head working her beak in and tore at the skin she found there. She wasn't sure what the orc was doing but she knew that sooner or later Bolrag would swing again and hopefully the dwarf that they were working on would be no more.

Rhafna 128(+1)
Velm 15 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Thu Mar 17, 2022 3:45 pm

He'd had had a moment of clarity, a moment of mental alacrity. Balrog (Bolrag's smarter, more handsome, more ambitious personality) was soon shoved back into the swampy, grimy recesses of Bolrag's mind. It was waist deep pond scum back here and he was tired of having to muck through it just for a glimpse of the outside world. Luckily for Balrog, he now knew the correct path to get out of the swamp of stupid Bolrag was mired in and take his rightful place: in control of this pestilent corporeal vessel. While he would have to attack and kill something things to get his way, he was much more of an esoteric orc. But, of course, who doesn't love smashing in dwarven skulls?

Bolrag 62 (+1)
Velm (-1)

Fuin Elda · Thu Mar 17, 2022 5:59 pm

Ahhh there the orc was once more with another swing at the dwarf in question though he still seemed... off. Rhafna wasn't sure what was making her think there was something wrong with this particular orc but clearly something was wrong. She pulled out a bit of ankle meet and tilted her head looking at the orc as she gobbled the fleshy bit down. Trying to figure out what was wrong with him. It did no good of course and she struck for another bit of meat. There was only so much time for wondering about the sanity of minions of the dark lord, and she tried to keep it to a minimum so eating could be maximized.

Rhafna 129(+1)
Velm 13 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Thu Mar 17, 2022 10:41 pm

The bird looked at him, he looked at the bird. Terrible thoughts, such terrible thoughts. Balrog smiled. Orcs should never smile, it's a thing that cracks the world at the foundations of reality. Some things were not meant to be, and when they happened, they began to shred the very fabric of sanity. The smile of an orc was like the piecing together of disassociated knowledge that would lead the people of Middle-earth to discover their place in a vast, uncaring universe. He turned his decrepit, eldritch expression on the dwarf, turning from the bird with a practiced haughtiness. The very sight of his grin, Cheshire as it was, smote her as a blow.

Bolrag 63 (+1)
Velm 12 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Fri Mar 18, 2022 1:01 am

The orc was playing at apex predator and showing his teeth. She knew that most humanoids did that often as a sign of happiness...which was utterly ridiculous when one could simply ruffle up ones chest feathers and spread their win... Right humanoids tended to have neither feathers nor wings. Poor things no wonder they had to show their teeth in an attempt to show they were happy. It explained a lot of the wars honestly when she started really thinking about it.

Rhafna 130(+1)
Velm 11 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Fri Mar 18, 2022 5:08 pm

Balrog, infinite and immutable, reveled in butchery and brutality; he was an orc after all. And yet, he knew his style of savagery was different from the actions of his fellows (or the other voice inside his head) because he knew his monstrous bloodlust had a point to it. He found artistry and self-expression in violence, a way to express his views to the world and reflect the violence of his soul. Balrog was older and nastier and more engrained within the fabric of the land, and his violence reflected that connection. The new orc folk these days loved a good slasher, a good boogeyman to hunt the little manlings or dwarves through the hills and commit violence for violence sake. It was, in a word, boring. Blood was blood, but blood needed an innovator behind it, otherwise there was no meaning to the suffering he caused. What was worse that meaningless suffering? He slammed a dagger into the dwarf's side, to emphasis the point he was making to himself, in his head.

Bolrag 64 (+1)
Velm 10 (-1)

<Frost Edit: Velm's number ought to be 10 going forward>

Romeran · Fri Mar 18, 2022 10:17 pm

“Blood for the blood god! Skulls for the skull throne!” Bolrag snatched back control from his other half with a guttural cry for violence. Bolrag did not care about the purpose he did not care for artistry or self expression. Bolrag only wanted to kill and to drink the blood of his foes. There was no meaning, only violence. No purpose only darkness. No meaning only suffering. Bolrag liked it that way. With a renewed vigor from snatching back control Bolrag picked up one of the axes he had dropped and started hacking at the remaining dwarf. He would leave the dagger work with his other hand for that arrogant Balrog side.

Bolrag 65 (+1)
Velm 9 (-1)

Dungeon Delver · Mon Mar 21, 2022 3:05 pm

Balrog was annoyed. Not only did Bolrag continuously step in the way and get his bloody handprints all over everything (and didn't even bother to clean up after he left) but he as trying to refute Balrog's supposition about the nature of elevated horror and violence. Having dueling personalities was inconvenient at the best of times, and this was not quite the best of times. Once all the dwarves were dead, he could focus and give a better, more nuanced reply to the feral personality with whom he was forced to share a brainpan. Well, at least Bolrag could appreciate some good Conan. He gave the dwarf a stab with the dagger. The blood made him feel a little better.

Bolrag 66 (+1)
Velm 8 (-1)

Romeran · Sat Mar 26, 2022 7:14 am

Soon the last remaining dwarf would fall. It was inevitable now. Balrog had been released and whenever that happened, things generally got ugly, well at least according to some people. Bolrag on the other hand relished in it. But it was too hard for Bolrag to simply sit back and watch and he wrenched back control long enough to get a few axe swings in for himself. Drinking in the glory of their imminent victory over the remaining dwarves, Bolrag had forgotten that there was still the Crebain alive. But no matter, that would be something to handle later, there was death dealing to be done.

Bolrag 67 (+1)
Velm 7 (-1)

Romeran · Tue Mar 29, 2022 3:37 am

Time seemed to slow down and the extensive combat against the dwarves seemed to draw to a somewhat unexpected end. Bolrag was not tiring, however, and seemed to be gaining exuberance and blood list from each swing of his axe. Whenever they hit their mark, Bolrag grinned with relish and would cackle as an orc possessed. The combat had taken what little mind Bolrag had left and he was already losing grip to Balrog more frequently than he otherwise would.

Bolrag 68 (+1)
Velm 6 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Sat Apr 02, 2022 6:17 am

Rhafna for her part managed to circle around as Bolrag was continuing to attack the bigger meaner elf that was not very much looking worse for wear at this point. Indeed soon she would fall and the orc seemed to be acting... differently quite often. She wasn't entirely sure what to make of it but there was little she could do about that at least for now. Perhaps after this was said and done they could part ways and she'd not have to worry about it or... well that would be a long fight she was certain.

Rhafna 131(+1)
Velm 5 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Sun Apr 03, 2022 11:53 pm

Perhaps the orc was having an argument with himself in his head that's why he wasn't doing anything it was something Rhafna occasionally did as well though after all she'd been circling for a while before she'd finally managed to attack yet again. She pecked at the dwarf yet again keeping herself on the far side of the dwarf from the orc just in case he decided to swing at her instead... best to make sure that there was a dwarf body between the two of them just in case.

Rhafna 132(+1)
Velm 4 (-1)

Romeran · Tue Apr 05, 2022 12:39 am

Lost in the moment Bolrag had been fighting on instinct alone rather than by conscious thought. After a long enough time it became a second nature. Bolrag would even find himself, an hour into a battle, wondering how he had arrived at his present location lost entirely to auto pilot. The dwarf was on her last moments, it was all but inevitable at this point, and Bolrag had recovered his attention for now, long enough to relish in the battle.

Bolrag 69 (+1)
Velm 3 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Tue Apr 05, 2022 2:28 am

Ah there there orc was again swinging Rhafna thought with a bob of her body as she landed on the ground hopping along pecking viciously at the dwarfs ankle hoping to bring her down sending her stumbling so that she finally was upon her knees struggling to keep herself up as the life fled from her body with each cruel blow and peck.

Rhafna 133(+1)
Velm 2 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Wed Apr 06, 2022 2:32 am

The dwarf was growing weaker and weaker she wasn't overly fighting back anymore their breaths were ragged sucking and a labour only a few more Rhafna figured as she was dying. Something the crow was very aware of in terms of creatures dying. She'd witnessed more than one final breath on this battle field, some of them she'd caused. This one wasn't all her doing but she'd certainly helped speed this ones death along. With that she hopped onto the dwarfs back and gave her a hard peck on the back of the neck.

Rhafna 134(+1)
Velm 1 (-1)

Drifa · Fri Apr 08, 2022 9:55 am

With her breath ragged in her chest and her mouth full of foul odour, Velm felt the hard peck on the neck and gasped. Her enemy was on her back. She had little life left in her, the Bird and the Orc having beaten her down to the dirty ground. But she was not dead yet. With a tremendous effort, she pushed up and dislodged the bird. She felt its foul wing rasp her cheek. Then she looked up at the sky briefly and thought of the gem she had hidden in a small, unadorned box in her quarters. It was the same sky blue.

Velm 2 (+1)
Rhafna 133(-1)

Fuin Elda · Fri Apr 08, 2022 8:51 pm

There was a bit of fight in the dwarf yet it seemed as she flipped herself onto her back to look up at the blue sky the movement pulled at a few of her feathers and it might have hurt her more if she wasn't expecting some sort of fight from the dwarf. She hopped about to see what the dwarf was looking at it didn't matter. She pecked again.

Rhafna 134(+1)
Velm 1 (-1)

Romeran · Fri Apr 08, 2022 10:44 pm

Fear! Fire! Foes! went the call in Bolrag's mind as in his battle frenzy he had now fallen to daydreaming. He was fighting hobbits now, and perhaps the stature comparison between dwarves and hobbits had induced the battle-dream. It was more fun, in his mind, chasing down poor defenseless hobbits than fighting sturdy and stubborn dwarves. It was lucky for Bolrag, however, that the battled had subsided from its former chaos, as he was flailing and attacking wildly, unaware of his true surroundings. But it was not long before one wild attack struck true and for the last time Bolrag's axe bit deeply and with a wet sound the last breath of life left the poor dwarf's chest.

Bolrag 70 (+1)
Velm 0 (-1) - ELIMINATED-

Fuin Elda · Sun Apr 10, 2022 6:43 am

well then. That was that the dwarf was dead. Of course, this meant too that the tentative alliance that had been between the orc and the crow was now at an end. Rhafna for her part hopped aside as the dwarfs chest housed the orcs axe where it was stuck for a moment giving her an opening... With that she flapped her wings and struck her beak cutting at smelly orcish flesh.

Rhafna 135(+1)
Bolrag 69 (-1)

Drifa · Sun Apr 10, 2022 12:19 pm

Velm gasped and opened her eyes. For a moment, the sensation of vertigo was too much for her, and she closed them quickly. She felt the cold and the movement of air all around her. She carefully opened one eye, waited, then opened the other. The world was a burst of colour. And she was in the air. She turned over and could see her mangled body with an axe stuck in her chest below her. The blood that poured from her was purple than purple. She could see the many wounds on her body. Suddenly she knew her body was dead. But not her spirit. It would seem that before she could ascend to the Hall of her Fathers, Velm's soul had taken harbour in the dratted bird - of all creatures - the foe that had slaughtered all her kin. She realized then that she had one more task to perform before she could join the others.
Staring down at the orc, she flapped the Crebian's wings and dove down, mouth open and beak at the ready.

Rhafna 136(+1)
Bolrag 68 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Mon Apr 11, 2022 6:27 am

What... in the sweet left talon of Marjahootay was happening? She felt... fuzzy hairy even. She wasn't sure what was going on and then she realized the dwarf. It had to be that horrible bloody dwarf trying to take over her body, at least she decided the dwarf was helping her kill the orc. She hoped the nasty furry beast would be gone when the orc was finally dead.

Rhafna 137(+1)
Bolrag 67 (-1)

Drifa · Mon Apr 11, 2022 10:10 am

Velm twisted and turned and flapped the bird's wings. The first time the beak ripped skin from the orc's hide was very (in more than one way) distasteful. But upon seeing the fury and pain in the orc's eyes, she soon felt otherwise. Opening the wings wide, she dove down at the orc again, using, this time, the claws like a finely honed axe and slicing at the orc's neck.

Rhafna 138(+1)
Bolrag 66 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Wed Apr 13, 2022 10:39 pm

The dwarf was helping her it seemed in getting rid of this orc. She seemed to be able to almost get two strikes in at once the way the dwarf - the dwarfs spirit - yes that was a better description of what was helping her. She struck gain her claws in the orcs neck and her beak pecking at that baneful eye raging at her as she attacked.

Rhafna 139(+1)
Bolrag 65 (-1)

Fuin Elda · Sun Apr 17, 2022 8:07 am

The orc was very very slowly losing his strength it would be a good long time however before he fell at the rate this was going she'd be stuck with this dwarf in her body for a long time. She wasn't that excited about that prospect, however if that was what it took to get rid of this dwarf and get rid of the orc then that was what she had to do. She circled about orc making sure she didn't get struck before she pecked at it yet again.

Rhafna 140(+1)
Bolrag 64 (-1)

Drifa · Tue Apr 19, 2022 10:21 am

All the dwarven souls who took part in this early morning scrimmage look down from their slow ascent into the halls set apart for them and wonder. A mangle orc remains alive and can be seen cowardly scurrying off into the trees. He knows he is no match for the claws and beak of the killer Crebian that has pecked its way to victory. The bird has won this day. But sending all their thoughts to their kin, the dead dwarves vow that the bird will not sit long on its mountain thrown.

Congratulations to Rhafna!
The End