<strong>Combat Round 1</strong><br/><em>Initative order<br/>Evri (24) Temerity(22, by gamblers fallacy you got some nat 1's coming.)-&gt;Ilya -&gt; Arrian (19) -&gt; Gil (15) -&gt; Kirrs, Ye'me (13) -&gt; Orcs(12) -&gt; Meo (11)-&gt; Alrun (10)</em><br/><br/>Evri's attempt to intimidate fell on deaf ears.. most of these simple orcs didn't even know common. With him positioning to the front, soon there was a heavy orc-club bashing onto his shield, sending tingles of numbness through his arm.<br/>Evri tried to unleash a holy bolt on the orc in response, but missed with his hand still ringing. Two more orcs bore down on him and he was too busy interposing the shield and them, to rekindle his magic. He estimated that his limit were two and a half orcs. Four were in front of him.<br/><br/>Temerity is more sucessful, blasting the first orc with painful fire, just as he moves to bash Evri's shield away, driving him back, only to be finished off by an axe-slash from Ilya, taking advantage of the opening. Yet still more orcs bore down upon them in greater numbers. Ilya slammed the handle of the axe into the stomach of another, only for the one that snuck up on her flank to catch on fire. This was, so far, working rather nicely.<br/>Arrian enhanced himself with defensive magic, before moving near the frontlines himself, finding no opening before the second wave of orcs crashed forwards, punching him, only to recoil in freezing cool, unable to move well at a sudden.<br/><br/>Gil meanwhile was among the less.. diplomatically inclined people, insulting enough orcs for them to briefly wonder where the tiny voice was coming from.. only for one of them to gurgle, grasp at his throat.. and go down. Another orc kicked him into the dirt for his effort, cursing angrily as this was accompanied by a loss of a toe.<br/><br/>Kirrs summoned the spectral outline of a bear.. which confused several of the orcs, slowing down all but the frontlines (who had not notice it yet), and drawing her scimitar, while not able to strike down an orc, using it to block off his rusty, machete like blade and slow him down enough.<br/><br/>Ye'me's attempt at negotations had been lost before they fully began. Perhaps it was something about people preparing to throw fire and holy magic all around him. He bashed an orc off of Evri, before noticing a strong arm lifting to cut at him.. however, rather than defend, he rushed forward to grab the orcs arm.. but was easily shaken off,.. or at least it felt like it, as Kirss weird bear-thing roared and a renewed surge of energy flew into Ye'me, pushing the orcs arm onto his back!<br/><br/>The orcs seemed to have gotten tired of being beaten on, one trying to club the unbalanced Ye'me, who could barely defend themselfs, forced to release the orc she had grabbed again.. Another tossed a net over Gil and Evri. Gil used the old strategy of rolling out of it while it was stuck on something larger, however, Evri was that larger thing, and with another smack against their legs, found themselfs fumbling on the floor and entrapped, leaving the lines open for the orcs to either trample through and bear down on the casterrs.. or, as some seemed to intent, drag Evri with them. For now, one of them roughly picked up the net, still with Evri inside, disorienting him, while another Bashed Ilya aside, forcing her to interpose her axe and back off.. or eat rusty steel.<br/><br/>One of the orcs readied a dirty spear, flying towards Temerity with a rusted end, but Arrian reacted quickly enough, cutting at it and, while not blocking it, changing it's trajectory enough to barely miss the tiefling. Two orc pushed down on the flanks as well, Alrun holding them off with his staff on one, and Kirss founding both shield and sword occupied with blocking one large orc from each side.<br/><br/>Meo used the opportunity Kirss eagerly created by fighting for her life, to cut down first one.. then the other orc behind her, before staring down a third, grinning orc, that had very much realized what he was up to right now.<br/><br/>Alrun,.. did as expected, obviously not a mage, he held the orcs back with his staff, spinning it back up when the orcs seemed tired out, almost drowsy and discouraged.. from their lack of sucessful attacks, most likely. still, his staffs non-letal bashes left the orcs disoriented and occupied.. not dead.<br/><br/><strong>Combat Round 2</strong><br/>Evri flailed and strained in the webbed, smelly catching. He managed a small tearing noise at best, before something smacked his side in an attempt to dissuade him, giving him a latter bruise. The orc holding him captured backed off, well knowing that he could not fight as good anymore, and minding more his capture escaping than one or two of his mates dying.<br/><br/>Temerity sees this and is the best to intercept.. burn the net? Burn the orc. Burn the orc! She sends a larger-small ball of fire, and immolates half of the orcs face and his side, this, in turn, causes him to yowl out, flee into the rain and drop Evri along the way, who lands.. somewhat dignified, after the act. Temerity sends another fire-blast after the fleeing orc for good measure.<br/><br/>Ilya meanwhile.. finds one of the opposing orcs slam the axe from her hand! She kicks him to get back a little distance and scrambles to recover her axe. When she raises it again, battle has already progressed.<br/><br/>Looking about, Arrian notices that one of the nastier orcs is now moving up on Iliya.. he focuses, and weakening magic cascades through the orc, before being followed by his blade, the mightier armored orc toppling over, hand reaching out to grip Arrian, weakly, the owner it is attached to not realizing he was already dead, as the curse wandered on to the next orc, making his swing weak and clumsy.<br/><br/>By comparison, Gil fights unspectacularly and effective, stabbing a kneecap here, biting something unmentionable there. It isn't as deadly, but the orcs she fights quickly reconsider their targets, with one covering his nether-regions.<br/><br/>Kirss meanwhile disappears, only to reappear, a cracking of thunder filling the air around, sending several orcs stumbling and holding their ringing ears. Their already disrupted battle-line becoming ever more chaotic, as several cuss the orcish word for 'Elvish witchcraft'<br/><br/>Ye'me concentrates on grappling the orc on.. and notices that the orc is by now flailing, squirming.. and trying to tap out, before collapsing. Who'd have thought he was such a good grappler?<br/><br/>And thus, with five orcs down on the ground, one unconscious, and several more injured, the orc-band withdraws, fleeing from the lot, many cursing about elven witchcraft, a few complaining about the murderous sluts, and two of them very decidedly covering their groins, and saying nothing at all.<br/><br/>Evri, who interposed himself and Ilya, who fought on the frontlines are the only with minor injuries, easily enough healed. Though Ye'me's makeup has taken a small hit as well.<br/><br/>You are victorious, and at Alrun's suggestion and with the continued rain, move down along the edge of the cliff to a more easily defended position, to rest there.<br/><br/>Alrun busies himself with creating a campfire.. by using a few dry leaves and branches and smacking stones together, before Temerity lends a hand, forcing him to clear his throat and shrug and offer:<br/>"Well.. that went well at least. I think these ones wont be back anytime soon, but just in case, we should head on first thing in the morning, lest they come back after finding a few friends, they can be .. vengeful to those sleighting their strength, which you certainly did." He nodded.