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OOC: dont worry, you controlled them well. haha

 

Sorrion got to his feet as quickly as he could. The nearest orc had a large iron axe and Sorrion wasnt ready to let that axe find its way into him.

He moved up behind his chosen enemy while he was engaged trying to remove everybody's head from their shoulders. He came up right in time to just cut the orcs arm before he spun around to parry him. Sorrion was pushed into the bar, while his attacker pulled his axe up to make a strike. Sorrion pulled his sword back, and due to its lighter weight, he lunghed it into the orcs ribs. He moved around the room looking to see if any of his friends needed any help. This was going to be fun, or so he hoped.

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OOC:Flightlessbird, dude, or un-dude, whatever, check your post, wasn't it Har-Big-Axe and Eiade? Dude.

 

IC:Tarkél rose to his feet and lifted Duriel up with him. "Off we go then", he muttered and grabbed for his glas knife, only to remember he hadn't even taken it from the damn orc's leg. "Are you looking for this?", shouted the orc and threw the knife straight at him. Tarkél ducked, the knife went flying into the wall, and he dragged it out. "Finally, I do something right", he said and loaded and arrow to his bow, let go of it, and saw the arrow pierce through the left pauldron of an orc.

 

Élsúch had again, started to load his own bow, when the big leader orc came running at him again. "Same trick won't work twice", he muttered and jumped out of the way, while leting go of an arrow that hit the orcish male without a father in the back. Screaming in pain, the orc spun arround and threw a chair against the surprised elf. The chair went flying into his chest and he fell on his back.

 

Tarkél was involved in a fierce fight with an orc, armed simply with his huge fists, covered in thick steel gloves. When he saw Tarkél get such a fierce blow to the face that he stumbled over the counter, Élsúch jumped up, filled with rage. He ran right past Duriel, who had skillfully entered a fork from a table into the stomach of a smaller orc, and jumped onto Tarkél's orc, sword in hand.

 

The sword was really nothing but a shard, close to the handle, since it had been shattered by the staff the group had meant to destroy, but it still cut pretty deep into the orc's skull and killed him, or atleast it looked like it. Élsúch didn't have much time to do anything else, since one especially large, green skinned orc lifted him by his cape and threw him out a window, Tarkél following close after.

 

Edit:For those who didn't know, Élsúch jumped the orc, both him and Tarkél went out the window.

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Apache slit the last remaining orcs throat. The dead body hit the ground like a bag of bricks.

 

"well then," He said "You know i"ve been thinking, since most of us here have a nack for theiviery, and none of us are dunmer like our friends down the street, maybe we should start a small crime wave during our stays. What do you think?" he said while putting his sword away.

 

" It looks like we wont be in ginisis long and it doesnt look like while be back for a long time" he said grinning

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Has-Big-Axe nodded as Eiade put the bag of coins on the man's lap and then he leaned to look at the necklace. It shimmered with faint enchantment. "What does it do?" he asked, and added, "Oh, sorry for catching you with my axe, I thought you were some common thief".
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OOC:Argonian Thief, did you notice there were 6 of the orcs? Two of them wich were extremely large and evil. Maybe you didn't notice, but simply slicing.. um.. 4 remaining orcs heads of their shoulders is a bit.. um.. powerfull? I'm going to let the fight continue, I'm sorry if I didn't make it clear that there were 6 orcs.

 

IC:Élsúch crawled to the wall and leaned against it. He pulled out a big shard of glass and then another one, then a third, smaller shard. He remembered there was an ongoing brawl in the building behind him, so he stood up and made his way inside again. He spotted Duriel, who was being held up against a wall by a really mean looking orc while another one punched him hard in the stomach.

 

Élsúch loaded an arrow to his bow and let it fly towards the orc holding his friend, it hit him in the neck. As he fell dead to the floor, the other orc looked around to see who had shot his companion. This was a big misstake, as both Duriel and Sorrion kicked him down at the exact same moment, he fell to the floor and stayed there. Élsúch was just about to load another arrow to his bow when he felt something grab him by the throat and throw him onto a table.

 

The big leader of the orcs had attacked him from behind, and he came towards the elf on the table to strangle him. He put his green skinned hand around the elf's throat while the other orc fought both Sorrion and Apache with his steel longsword. "Now, elf, you will die!", screamed the huge orc that now picked up Élsúch and pulled out his sword, ready to stab.

 

Edit: I'll be going to my dad's place for about three days, so I'm not sure I can get on the net.

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"That's alright," she said. "It's a feather necklace. Probably for a traveller or something. Come on. Let's get to the tradehouse. Unless you still have some errands."

 

Eiade trotted across the open area once again, this time not quite so paranoid. She heard a ruckus inside of the tradehouse. Great. This visit keeps getting better and better.

 

She opened the door. Noone noticed she entered because they were... distracted. Auri-El Almighty. Elsuch and some others were in trouble with a big orc gang. Several orcs were either unconcious or dead, their black orc blood staining the terra cotta floor of the Madach building. A big one was about to attack Elsuch. She pulled out a throwing knife, and winged it as hard as she could. -SHUNK- The steel buried itself deep inside the orc's back, severing his spine easily. The orc froze in suprise and pain, then fell down in his tracks, dead.

 

The other orcs, seeing their leader dead, became enraged and started fighting more fiercely. Eiade ran in with her halberd, and entered the fight.

 

OOC: I don't wanna make a mistake as to how many enemies there are, so I won't kill anything until something attacks me. Fishystick, what happens next?

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Arodom tuned back around and ran towards the waterfall. As he got close the eld in Dwemer armour and through it and swung his axe towards Arodon. It hit him and the shoulder and the axe got stuck in the flesh. There was a bruining sound and handle fell to the ground.

 

"What the.."said the elf.

 

Arodom kicked the elf in the stomach and he went flying to the ground.

 

"Now..lets talk."said Arodom.

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The last orc still fighting watched his leader fall to the ground, then gave up a cry of pain when he had a long arrow shot through his neck. Tarkél had made his way back into the building and shot the last orc from behind. "We must leave immediatly.", said Élsúch and tried to stand straight. "Anyone with speed, go find the rest of the group and we'll leave fast as hell, grab whatever you need for the trip and we're off."

 

He turned to the barkeeper and said to him:"We must demand as much food as we can carry, I'm sure these bloody orc's can pay up with their belongings.. you have nothing against that, do you?" The man behind the counter looked like he did in fact have something against that, but the sight of these warriors made him change his mind. "Off course not, gentlemen.", he said.

 

"Grab as much food and supplies you can, then let's go", said Élsúch and then went to pick up some food for the trip.

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