<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">nsfw</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/66/Orc_fat_715630_adgamesart_grogg-the-orc.jpg)</div></div>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/2/26/Orc_horde_1.png/559px-Orc_horde_1.png)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/5/56/Orc_horde_2.png/501px-Orc_horde_2.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Orc Trio : Pig-face / Gubba / Mozu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Them Trees<br/><strong>Mission:</strong>Witch Rescue<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Myrina, Bastion, Kalin, Alex<br/><strong>Note:</strong>Pig face is dead, Gubba is failing at making an attempt to kill Bastion, Mozu is running away.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Gubba fell to one knee, roaring in pain. Blood squirted out of a wound that the Orc had no idea how to deal with. Desperation and fear began to swell up underneath the pain and in a panic, the Orc tried to rise up to run. His sliced ankle refused to work properly and sheer determination wasn't enough to hold up the weight of the dying green-skin. Gubba collapsed to his stomach and looked up just in time to see Pig-Face's skull split to two by the Barbarian.<br/><br/>Gubba tried to scramble backwards, to search for a path to safety. He looked at Mozu who was flailing blindly; his companion's chest was covered in soot and one beefy palm rubbed at his eyes while the other thrashed out wildly in an attempt to grab an assailant that was no longer near. No help would be coming from there.<br/><br/>This is not how it was supposed to end. The three had just wanted to have a little fun with their cum-dump and spend the day spilling their seed.<strong>"Ock nar gaka eg hak!"</strong>he screamed loudly, cursing the pink-skins that had spoiled what could have been a perfectly wonderful day. He beast tried to make another attempt to stand - he would at least take out the shackled bitch with him (a far less scary target than the two other adventurers in the clearing) - but his lunge turned into more of a face-first flop towards Bastion.<br/><br/>Mozu no longer had any intention of entering into combat. Everything burned - his eyes, his nose, his mouth, his throat. It felt as if the inside of his face had been ignited and the Orc struggled to breath. His flailing arm found no resistance and when he heard Gubba shout, he tried to open tear-stained eyes. His vision was blurry and he couldn't clearly make out what was happening in front of him. He tried to spit out the film that clung to his tongue with no success. It was time to cut losses. If the Heroes were in front of him, he would simply turn a 180 and run as far away as he could. And that's what the Orc did. With no attempt to help his fallen comrade, Mozu abandon his party and made a run for the trees. He dodged the blurry shape of what he assumed was a trunk, and then another as he made his escape.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/>