Quest 1 - Secrets of the Forest

Ghorak win when heads roll


OOC: are we RPing like that?

The mermaid had been aware of the Dwarf's gaze a few moments previous, but had paid him no mind until she heard him talk. Mermaids heard clearer than humans, and on top of that the room was rather vacant anyways. "Yes, yes. Prove yourself. That is how greatness and respect is earned," she replied, tranding her drink to her other hand, the glass clinking against the metal bands of the rings on that hand. The rings held exotic looking diamonds, from some of the more trecherous and rare places of Ambodia. Just part of her many exploits in the world. Her back had been turned on her own kind, but she was so much more richer for it. Rich in jewels. Rich in expierence. Rich in exploration...like the mission to be at hand. Who knows where the great purple light lead in the unexplored jungle. Amara practically trembled with excitement just thinking about the adventure ahead. Yet still they had to choose a leader before they could go. The orc defintely did not have her vote, nor did the Dwarf. He seemed too inexperienced. Perhaps the other members of the team would be more better suited...once they started talking that was.

Ghorak slammed his fist into the tree near the lizards head. "Lizard better not speak to Ghorak that way."

"People no return, people get killed, Ghorak no get killed, Ghorak will be ready" . He looked upon the mermaid to see nothing but a weak hearted fool. But he realized potential, wars all not all won on the front lines. Ghorak was never very good at tactics.

Like many of the others, Ellus did not take much of a liking to this Orc. Ellus had left many things behind with the Cimber Clan, but his hatred of orcs was not among them. He did not like to be prejudice, but Ellus could not help but despise the Orc. Maybe that could change.

Ike sat a ways away from the other adventurers, unsure of what to think of them. Knowing that he should try to judge them more by their actions and words than by their appearance, he sheathed his sword and slowly walked toward them hoping to learn more of their personalities. "Hello my name is Ike," he said, "and whom might all of you be?"

Korbulence was a little flustered as the mermaid approached him.  Her orange eyes seemed to pierce right into his soul.  "Hisss, the name is Korbulence.  I haven't encountered many mermaidsss but you sseem pretty ssmart," said Korbulence as he gracefully spun his dagger, "I'm not much of a leader type, but I rather follow someone with senssse like you, instead of a power-hungry, fool ssuch as the orc."

"Ghorak eat the sheep raw or cooked"

"Dear steak?.... Yessss that soundsss rather welcoming at the moment.  I'm glad you are apart of thisss group, I would probably fall into insanity if I was stuck with thossse mutesss and mad orc.  What do you think of the dwarf?  He seemsss a little creepy, but sssensible enough."

"Marvelous." She snapped her fingers again and summoned a waiter. She placed her new associate's order, and then sent him back off before returning her gaze to Korbulence. "Oh, I must agree with you there. Yes, the dward does seem sensible, despite that he has not said much. A bit inexpierenced, but sensible. I have faith that he will prove useful on this adventure."

Korbulence stared in disgust as the Orc devoured his food. "Umm, no, I'm good. I've got deer steak on the way."

Ghorak shrugged while scraping the bone clean with his teeth. "More for Ghorak" . He was the one disgusted in his culture you do not turn down food that is provided.

She reached over and patted the bow that rested against the chair she was reclining in. It was of dark wood, and adorned a bit practically with red lines, that matched her crimson attire. Next to the bow was a quiver full of arrows that had red feathers on the ends. Red seemed to be the color of Amara. And of blood. Rather fitting, since she was a carnivous mermaid who killed for both food and for a living. "I also occasionally use a dagger, but I think I would be enough of a force to be recokoned with, even weaponless." It was the truth, since yet again she was a carnivious mermaid. Her kind sung and seduced sailors and pirates at sea, only to pull them into the water, drown them, and consume them in the depths. Not only was her voice a weapon, but she had the typical pointed and extending insisors of her kind.

Ike seemed like an honorable man, thought Ellus. But he still don't know if Ike had been around enough to lead this party. Ellis walked up to Ike and bowed. "Ellis Cimber at you service," he said.