<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><strong>Gurlove (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1725433)</strong><br/><em>Half-Orc Barbarian: Beserker 4 CN</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative roll for Gurlove:  At 2019-04-06 17:51:44, Josh Arcanum (uid: 45842) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134810)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Gurlove found that she enjoyed having Angelique with her.  Normally, she would walk on her own without anyone to talk to.  It worked for her, but it could sometimes be lonely on longer journeys, which she would sometimes be away from civilization for weeks or even a month.  Not that she minded that at all since she wasn't exactly a big fan or people to begin with, at least those that she couldn't fuck whenever she wanted to do so.  However, it did get lonely and she already could tell that Angelique would be a good travel partner.  Not only was she talkative when talking was needed, but she knew when to be quiet as well.  Not to mention, Gurlove knew that she would be able to have plenty of fun with her whenever she got a chance to do so.<br/><br/>As night was beginning to fall, Gurlove would finally select a spot to make camp.  It was near to the road, but under the shelter of some trees just so that they would have shelter if the good weather gave way to rain from the clouds that had been on the horizon earlier.  Angelique made the camp easier with her magic, lighting the campfire, clearing a flat space for their bedrolls, it was nice.  Looking at Angelique, Gurlove made the decision that she would rest first since early evening was usually safer and it would be more difficult for Angelique to wake up for second watch.  Gurlove, on the other hand, had done this before and knew how to handle it.  So she laid down to rest, not thinking that anything bad would happen.  She was wrong.<br/><br/>Goblins had been nearby and Gurlove hadn't picked up on any sign of them.  But the sneaky little creatures had spotted them thanks to their fire.  And they waited until Gurlove had laid down to sleep before they acted.  They were sneaky, moving behind Angelique and not wanting to risk a fight.  They just wanted to sneak in, get the food bags and then get away.  Unfortunately for them, Angelique had spotted them before they could get away.  Her shout woke Gurlove from her light sleep and she saw by the dim light of the fire how more were moving.  Reaching for her axe, Gurlove felt herself almost instantly waking up as she rolled to get back to her feet.  She couldn't get a good look at how many of them there were there, but there were too many for her liking at that point.<br/><br/>However, she was still trying to wake properly and even as she got to her feet, she stumbled slightly.  Cursing, she would manage to get her feet, but she knew it would cost her in the fight that they were about to get into.  "Get behind me, pretty thing," she barked, "Throw spells while I cut goblins into bits!"  She let out a fierce roar that was meant to try and startle them into fear and possibly back off.  But she doubted it.  There were plenty of them to make them too brave just to run.  No, there would have to be blood and Gurlove knew it.  So she braced herself, getting ready for a fight.