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03-28-2012, 02:52 PM
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The Game
Its been 3 days since the ambush, you all have been in chains and moving on foot for 3 days. You are tired and bruised, your weapons and most of your equipment have been taken from you. The orcs have been keeping a close eye on you as they sit on their caravan with your belongings. Then the silence breaks as a man, also chained, speaks Hey, its good to see a friendly face in these dark times. May I ask where you are from travelers? 
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#2
03-28-2012, 03:13 PM
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Tobias stirs from his semiconscious state. His mouth was horribly dry and his head throbbing, he finally settled in on his surroundings. There were prisoners everywhere! What could possibly be the purpose of this organization from these otherwise unorganized beasts? He was confused, and hated being confused. He turned his attention to one of his many cellmates.
"Where I'm from is hardly relevant. Where in the Nine are we now?!" He immediately regretted the words, and decided if anyone is trustworthy, it is someone chained next to him. "I apologize for my brash tone. I came from the western woods in an attempt to steal a tooth of an orc. Ridiculous, I know it must sound. My mentor and I were working on a strength potion that does not take any long-term physical toll on the user. I found myself outnumbered and let my guard down, and it seems I have paid a dire price for my lack of preparation. Name's Tobias, and you?"
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#3
03-28-2012, 03:23 PM
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The man turns and said You can call me Bolgrof, I am a knight that come separated from my group, and well...got here. Look, I may know a way to escape once we get to there outpost. he then looks at the other prisoners Do you know any of those people with us?
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03-28-2012, 03:36 PM
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Tobias solemnly shook his head. "I know noone else in this unfortunate predicament. I am quite fluent in Orcish tongue though, and if I can find the motive of this imprisonment I could infiltrate their "intelligence," and I use that term quite loosely. If I can convince them that I am useful to their cause, I can find out who their biggest threats are in this group, because their greatest threats will be our greatest allies."
He spoke these words with his head down as to not gain any unwanted attention, and once finished, Tobias looked around to find an orc of stature, oftentimes in these savage communities it was the larger of the beasts who held most of the power. Spot Check: Dice Roll:
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03-28-2012, 03:44 PM
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Fon was so desperate for water that he barely heard any of the conversation going on.
How could I be so stupid? He thought to himself. The one time I try and protect the forest and I get captured by these bloody orcs! He then heard the word "Escape" from the older looking man in front of him and his eyes lit up. He decided to take part in aiding these men if escaping was their plan. He wouldn't want to spend the rest of his days as a slave to these foul orcish creatures. "The name's Fon," He proclaimed to this so-called "Bolgrof", at least, that's what he thought he heard when he introduced himself. The loudness of hundreds of marching prisoners combined with the fact that he was so tired made it hard to clearly understand anything. "I too was in the western woods. Living in it, actually. I am a sworn protector of that forest and when these things came in I tried to take them on with these other strangers here. But, alas, I was taken." He looked down at himself, trying to hide the dagger he concealed from the orcs as best as possible. "But if escape is on your mind, I'm up for it." He said with a smirk.
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#8
03-28-2012, 03:59 PM
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"Well met Fon," Tobias extended his greeting to all around, "Now do not be offended if you can understand Orc, I am creating a ruse to try to get us all out of here."
Tobias cleared his throat in anticipation to change his tone to the guttural, savage language of the Orc. He adjusted his chains and stood tall and proud, readying his voice to bellow to reach the orc leader. My best chance to stay alive is to remain content, if not happy to be here. He bellowed a full-hearted laugh toward the group of mighty orc. He commanded his tone to deep and determined, never hesitant to give away the bluff. "Son of Gruumsh, when you have a moment please lend your ear. There has been a mistake here. I was knocked unconscious by one of your prisoners during their interview, and when I awoke, it seems as though your underlings had mistaken me for one of these weaklings." Good, flattery for an orc is like mead for a dwarf. I have his attention now. He continued in the guttural language, hoping for a sign that he was believable. My name is Thorvius, and I was hired by your head shaman to interview these prisoners, and report to you the most threatening. I understand the confusion, as I do not possess the exquisite frame of your kind and do not hold nearly the power of your people. If you could unchain me so I can finish my hired task, I will finish in a timely and efficient manner." Tobias knew some of the words he used were above the orc's vocabulary, which was reassuring. This was a decent first step, but in order to keep this charade going, he would have to hope the orc did not question him on information of said shaman, assuming there was one in the first place. Not a far-fetched assumption, Tobias confirmed, These fools will follow the word of anyone of their kind that can make flames out of thin air. Bluff Roll: (for all the marbles) Dice Roll:
(used against the orcs Sense Motive roll) Last edited by thuglife236; 03-28-2012 at 04:03 PM.
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#9
03-28-2012, 04:05 PM
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The orc then moved up to Tobias, keeping his pace. Thorvius, how can you be hired by a shaman, if we don't have one! Then he laughs loud and starts to move away We are almost to the prison, so you better not lie again, or i will chop your hands off! Then he laughs again.
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03-28-2012, 04:21 PM
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All Tobias could offer was a helpless shrug to Bolgrof and Fon. His pet viper Butu ventured out from his inner chest pocket. Tobias grunted, although he was relieved to see his companion still healthy and generally content.
"The one orc army without a shaman in charge. Go figure." He looked at Fon, a well-built elf who looks more than capable if things got ugly. He couldn't get a decent enough look at Bolgrof to tell the wear and tear on his body, and was also awaiting any input from other prisoners. It seemed as if his outburst and failed attempt at a bluff had silenced any thoughts of outsmarting the masses. "Alright Bolgrof, let's hear your idea, but first, my little friend here is going to do some sight-seeing for our equiptment." He couldn't see through his snakes eyes, but he could feel the general location and emotions the tiny viper exhumed. He whispered to his faithful companion "Please find where these creatures have hid our weapons friend. Gods speed." In the meantime, he looked around for any other options. Spot Check: Dice Roll:
Last edited by thuglife236; 03-28-2012 at 04:23 PM.
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#12
03-28-2012, 04:24 PM
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Besides the orcs and prisoners, Tobias sees a small black figure in the sky, moving fast around the area that its in, you also have a small feeling that its watching you. Bolgrof states Alright, but first, we need a distraction...
__________________Last edited by Frostfire; 03-28-2012 at 04:28 PM.
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#13
03-28-2012, 04:33 PM
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Panic immediately overwhelmed Tobias, as he began shaking his manacles to check the work. He first tried closing his thumbs together and slipping his slender hands through the small wristholes of the manacles. He instructed his fellow prisoners to do the same.
"Something is not right here, I have a strange sensation there is an imminent threat. Can anyone break out of these shackles?" Escape artist check: (shot in the dark): Dice Roll:
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