<div class="floatleft">(http://i1149.photobucket.com/albums/o597/Seraph_Azriel/88a8941e-e8c9-4fb7-9f0b-ee49828d8cec_zpscmehupcr.jpg)(http://)  </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Albron Mahmud (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277747.msg13654554#msg13654554)</span><br/>Half-Giant Aegis/Warhulk (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1392061)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Temple Ruins<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Khait, Mahsati, Pride, Others<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Cloak of Resistance +1, Ring of Protection +2, Fire Resistance 5, Fortification, Hardy, DR 3/-<br/><strong>Initiative</strong>: +0<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats:</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong>: 42 | 52 <strong>AC</strong>: 19 (<strong>T</strong>: 11, <strong>FF</strong>: 19) | <strong>CMD</strong>: 19<br/><strong>Speed</strong>: 25 | <strong>Perception Bonus</strong>: +1</div></div><br/><br/>(Albron divests the prisoners of armaments, especially any small pouches on the mage.  Ready action to fire an Ebon Shard at the first enemy to move for the door.)<br/><br/>Although the giantkin's blow is mighty the half-breed manages to stand his ground against it.  An impressive feat.  Which was soon overcome by disappointment as the commander fell beneath the savage fury of the tiefling's rage.  Her two to his one.  It would seem that Khait has won this contest.  The warhulk holds no grudge.  If he had perhaps been a bit more aggressive from the start, he might have secured a few more tallies to his name.  But the needs of his charge had outweighed the need for the game.  There was simply no helping the situation at hand.  His only regret being that their foes had offered resistance enough to make this fight for their lives memorable.  They fell like human children, no facing down their death with any pride.<br/><br/>The half-giant places the butt of his warglaive upon the ground at her request of mercy.  A wise decision.  Wiser than her captain.  The Cardinal demanded much.  Certainly more than any reasonable quarter would have given them.  Yet they were in no particular position to do much of anything besides hope for something other than death.  Seemed their request would be granted.  The servant of Gorum took the time to toss their weapons to the other side of the room, as well as remove any pouches on the mage's person.  Personally he'd have rather broken her hands and jaw to be certain she couldn't cast any spells.  "I'd recommend you do as they say and make yourself useful."  Came unsolicited advice.  "We can afford to wait for nightfall and engage them.  We don't necessarily need you alive to do so."