<strong>Bremorel and Finna</strong><br/><br/>Bremorel noticed that the stew pot and its contents were actually quite hot, and burned a finger trying to dip it into the food for a taste.<br/>Lady Judith put her hands on her hips and gave the two girls a scolding look.<br/>"Run off now you scoundrels, or I'll clobber you with my spoon! Then you'll have some new bumps to show off to those lads and lasses!" she raised her spoon and waved it menacingly but wouldn't go as far as actually hit the girls who were clearly having fun. Then again she'd rather have it they wouldn't have their fun right next to her fireplace and cooking pot!<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Aleria</strong><br/><br/>Walking into the orc camp and trying to talk with them without escort was a really bad decision for the young wizardess, though not as bad as ignoring the warning and allowing herself to get into a conflict with the beasts. Though she was adept at causing fear in the minds of others, the enraged barbarian could fight through the shaking experience he had, and no matter how big a target he was, Aleria's second attempt didn't yield much different results. Even when she tried to escape, the barbarian catched up with her almost immediately.<br/>She managed to catch the next swing of the savage's arm so she wouldn't be hit by his massive fist, but she was much weaker than the hulking beast that assaulted her. She could feel her feet lift off from the ground as she was sent flying by the power of the strike, and even though she could avoid a direct hit from the fists that could have snapped her in two, she somehow managed to land unfortunately, hitting her head.  Darkness crept into her field of vision as she was losing consciousness and the sounds of the gleeful laughter and roars of the savages blurred and became distant as she drifted into a more peaceful place.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Previous debuff expired, and shaken was reapplied by the successful touch. Taking the penalties and raging through being shaken, the barbarian pursues her and attacks for 14 AC and does 8 nonlethal damage. Aleria falls unconscious and is dragged off deeper into the orc camp, where she'll be likely taken advantage off before anyone can find her or negotiate her release.<br/>Continuation (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202389.msg9892918#msg9892918)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Tevaga</strong><br/><br/>Sir Franc led Tevaga through the training grounds and to the armory where a bunch of young soldiers were on duty to maintain armor and weapons. They weren't actually new recruits, but they still had a way to go until they could become hardened vets like many senior members. They likely joined up only recently and founght one or two battle with the army, as the paladin couldn't recognize their faces.<br/>"These chums here" the knight explained to her as they looked at the half a dozen humans and a half-elf working "were sent to us because of their outstanding performance and great potential. Well, they're not bad but it seems to me they're not doing their best.  Having them see that even someone with orcish heritage could come this far and make it to be a paladin might be good motivation for them. Tell them your story, try to talk with them. They'll eventually just die out there unless they are fully commited, and just ordering them to do their job won't do, they'll have to want it out of their own choice."<br/>Franc put a hand on the half-orc's shoulder, a sign of friendship as he nodded to her, a silent "I'm counting on you" in the act. He then took off somewhere to deal with another issue or make preparations perhaps.