You are Ur'shal, Chieftain of the Stonetusk Clan and Warlord of the Wastes. Your clan rings with the clamour of war preparations, your lieutenants and pack leaders whipping your warriors into fighting shape as weapons and armor are prepared for the war with Slaagyr to come. Despite your own position you find yourself with increasingly little to do aside from broad commands to your lieutenants to keep up the good work, and stepping into personally make an example of the occasional troublemaker who takes their brawling too far.
As you await the return of your scouts, and perhaps your spies in Slaagyr's camp, provided they still live, you are in a position to, at least for the moment, relax a little and enjoy yourself. In this particular instance, that means a long overdue hunt with your two old friends, Zo'rok and Dru'ak. Along with your warbeast Raka, you have pressed south into the jungle, in search of worthy quarry to bring you glory and the favor of the goddess of the hunt, Tak'zaya Ska.
With the shifters dealt with, the elves either enslaved or having fled south to the larger enclaves, and the troglodytes suitably cowed, you have a great deal of leeway in the jungle. Unfortunately, this is more due to a power vacuum than your clan truly controlling the territory, as you simply lack the forces to patrol such a wide region. For the most part things have been quiet, the abyssal elves have yet to be seen since your first encounter with them, and your hunters have the borders of the Elder Serpent's territory well mapped to avoid accidentally straying into it. Still, a little cautious may be warranted, as there are still occasional sightings of the strange mosquito-like creatures and their shambling minions lurking in the jungle, not to mention the threat of Xipil's cultists pushing north.
(cont)
>>46412265
Raka sniffs at the ground, the heavyset bandersnatch clambering through the undergrowth, tearing aside the more troublesome growth with his heavy foreclaws. So far things have been quiet, the trails of a few smaller jungle beasts which might make for a good meal, but nothing worthy of hunting personally.
“Anything over there?” you grunt, looking to Zo'rok as he crouches a little way to the west, palm to the soft earth.
“Some larger tracks, but they're old, beast could be long gone by now,” he shrugs.
“Nothing,” Dru'ak concurs, resting his spear on his shoulder as he lets his gaze sweep the tree line.
“We could head a little deeper, I think our hunters have already scared away a lot of the prey this close to camp,” Zo'rok explains as he rises, scratching at his jaw.
>Start following those old tracks to the west, if you're lucky the beast hasn't gone far
>Push further south in search of better hunting deeper in the jungle
>Stick around this area, there may still be tracks you missed
>>46412267
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>>46412267
>Push further south in search of better hunting deeper in the jungle
Aw yeah, is it good to be back.
>>46412267
For those who have forgotten, to the west are the abyssal elves, to the south is Xipil and possibly the serpent.
Does Raka understand Ur's speech? If so, tell him to be on the lookout to smells similar to the camp's lamias.
>>Push further south in search of better hunting deeper in the jungle
I don't want to have to deal with abyssal shit on our hunt.
At most we'll find out if one of our enemies has expanded/are daring closer to us, since we aren't horrible at stealth. Might be fun to accidentally bump into a threat on our hunt and for the three of us to clear it out just like that.
Then again, if we run into lamia, we will probably want to retreat, and only other threats would be the mosquitos.Sup Lordyelf incest NTR pastebin/others whenmore screentime for my waifus when
>>46412267
>Start following those old tracks to the west, if you're lucky the beast hasn't gone far
Quiet start today, it seems.
Anyway, Pushing further south wins.
>Roll 1d20
>>46412360
>elf incest NTR pastebin/others when
When I stop having little to no control over my free time.
>more screentime for my waifus when
Depends on who your waifus are.
Rolled 15 (1d20)
>>46412472
>>46412472
dice+1d20
Rolled 14 (1d20)
>>46412472
Let's roll
>>46412483
>Depends on who your waifus are.You.
Those spoilers were there to get those questions out of the way
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>>46412472
Rolled 18 (1d20)
>>46412483
>17
Writing.
>>46412492
Man it's been a long time since I participated I forgot to put it in the email field...
Should we save the beast if it's female for Raka?
>>46412580
Nah, too much of a bother to bring it back.
Only if it's something special, but not special enough that we want to give it to someone.
>>46412590
All right, cool.
“Agreed, let's head south,” you grunt, gesturing for the others to follow as you press deeper into the jungle, Raka bounding ahead, pausing occasionally to sniff the air.
The jungle grows darker the deeper you go, the canopy thicker and more tangled the further you move from the desiccating influence of the Great Wastes, blocking out the sun, the sounds of wildlife echoing around you.
Raka gives a low snort, stubby tail wagging as he looks around at you, before turning back to sniff at the ground once more, weaving in tight circles. Picking your way through the undergrowth, you catch up with the warbeast, crouching down to investigate the source of his excitement. It's a trail, and quite a strange one at that. Two sets of clawprints, small but deep, pressed into the ground, the tangled plant matter around the prints ragged, as if shredded by countless small blades. Whatever it is, it didn't pass this way all that long ago.
You wave your friends over, setting off after this new creature. You don't recognize the tracks, but from the depth of them, it must be quite heavy despite the small prints, or weighed down by something perhaps. The mystery creature's route takes you on a winding path through the jungle, the sound of running water growing louder as you go, until it becomes almost deafening. The reason becomes apparent soon enough, as you peer out from between the tangled branches to spot a river, the noise coming from a waterfall cascading down a sheer rock face a short distance away.
“Is that it,” Dru'ak whispers, nodding to a strange looking creature as it picks its way up the rocks to the side of the waterfall, scrambling up what look to be an eroded set of carved steps.
(cont)
>>46412799
It's slightly larger than you, bounding between the water-slicked and uneven stone with two sets of long, wiry legs ending in small, hook-nailed claws. Its body is thin and serpentine, the skin jet black, with patches of dull, purple-blue scales running along the sides bearing an oily look to them. Its head is long and narrow, two sets of tiny beady eyes on each side above a long mouth filled with needle-sharp teeth. More interestingly is the way it carries its cargo upon its back, two bodies, one human, one troglodyte, most likely dead judging by the vicious tears in the flesh. The dangle over the creature's body, hands and feet bound with knotted vines, which suggest that the beast may not be entirely mindless.
It turns its head, letting its gaze sweep across the area, passing right by your hiding place without a glimmer of recognition. Pausing, it angles its head up, the skin on the back of the skull unfurling into a great frill as it opens its mouth to let out a harsh shriek which sets your tusks on edge. With that done, the frill flattens, the creature scampering up a little further on the rock face, pausing at a curious slab of stone which you suspect may once have been a door, and now lies half-crumbled over the collapsed entranceway it covered. Tugging the first of the bodies from its back with its hooked claws, the creature lifts it to the narrow gap, trying to push the body through the space into the chamber beyond, from the way the body jerks, you suspect the beast may have some aid from a creature on the other side, perhaps a whole family of them live within.
“What now? Want to take it?” Dru'ak frowns, watching the thing as it jams more and more of the troglodyte's body through the gap, occasionally pausing to snap a difficult bone or tear off a chunk of flesh which is impeding its passage.
>Attack now, while it's distracted.
>Wait until it's done, you can follow the beast into its home.
>>46412813
>Attack now, while it's distracted.
>>46412813
>>Attack now, while it's distracted.
We man now.
>>46412813
>Wait and observe
>If it seems possible, try to dominate it into submission(we do have Apex PRedator after all)
Might be useful as minions.
They certainly seem more interesting to interact with than to hunt. Hell, we have some orcs that worship a lizard god, right? Maybe these would be right up their alley.
>>46412813
>wait until it's done
>>46412813
>Wait until it's done, you can follow the beast into its home.
Is the human one of the fugitive we spared a long time ago ?
>>46412813
>>Attack now, while it's distracted.
>>46412944
Looks more like the humans you found amongst the cultists of Isyil's compound, definitely not pale enough to be Cragfolk.
Rolled 2 (1d2)
Looks like we've got a tie. Guess I'll roll for it, 1: attack, 2: wait and observe.
Observing wins, writing.
Yes!
OWQ is not dead.
“Wait, let's see what it does,” you grunt, keeping your eye on the creature as it works.
Eventually, it manages to cram the remains of the troglodyte through the gap, before turning its attention to its slightly larger human cargo. Apparently it's got a good enough eye to recognize the fact that the human carcass is too large before it starts, instead settling for pinning it down underfoot and tearing it into smaller pieces with its jaws, before carefully feeding them through the gap one by one.
When its grisly work is finally finished, the creature takes one last glance around, giving a final low, hissing bark, before it puts its claws up to the side of the small and now gore-encrusted opening atop the collapsed door. You watch curiously as it angles its head to the gap, watching bones pop from joints as it squeezes first one forelimb, then the other, through the gap, its oily hide and flexible skeletal structure allowing it to slither through the gap which looks barely wide enough to fit your leg through.
“No way we're following it through that unless we pull the whole door out of the way,” Zo'rok whispers, eyeing the gap.
“Which they'll probably hear,” Dru'ak nods in agreement.
>It would be a waste to just leave it now, head up there and deal with that door.
>Sounds too risky, go look for other prey
>Other (write-in)
>>46413179
I'm changing how I run things so that rather than hopping back and forth between different quests, I run multiple sessions of one quest in a row. Just finished doing it for EnteeCards, so now it's time for a whole lot of Orc Warlord sessions.
>>46413194
>>Sounds too risky, go look for other prey
I'd rather trap it while it's out and about and try to communicate with it.
>>46413194
Also, do we have a map with us? If we do, and I hope we do, mark this place on it, especially if we're looking for other things.
Hell, maybe even draw a loose sketch of the creature.
I forget, can Ur write?
>>46413194
>sounds too risky
>>46413221
You have a map, yes.
Ur can't really write, he knows a few basic symbols and that's about it.
>>46413246
We'll have to rectify that, either now in the downtime or directly after we beat Slaggyr
>>46413194
>>It would be a waste to just leave it now, head up there and deal with that door.
Looks like you're leaving it be.
Roll 1d20 for additional hunting then.
Rolled 8 (1d20)
>>46413349
Rolled 16 (1d20)
>>46413349
>>46413194
>Sounds too risky
I knew we should have attacked
Rolled 70 (1d100)
rolling
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>>46413349
Come on Tok'zaya Ska, give us something good please.
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46413349
Writing.
>>46413381
Just a little too late.
>>46413380
Welp, this is my punishment for misspelling her name.
>>46413381
I am so sorry
>>46413380
Damn you.
You sigh, pulling out your rough map, marking down the location on it.
“Forget it, we don't know how many of those things are in there. We'll deal with those things another day, we might even be able to use them as something other than trophies,” you grunt, stepping back into the trees and leaving the waterfall and the creature behind.
“Let's keep looking then,” Zo'rok shrugs, the four of you setting off once more, Raka snuffling at the undergrowth as you pick your way further south.
It's an hour later when you finally pick up on something else promising. Unlike the tiny footprints of the creature from before, these tracks are easy enough to spot, great furrows torn into the ground, the branches of trees and even some of the smaller trees themselves knocked aside by the passage of this hulking creature.
“Whatever it is, it's huge, bound to make for a good trophy,” Zo'rok grins, as Raka cocks his head, giving the air a puzzled sniff, turning to glance at you with a questioning look before returning to following the path of your new quarry.
“Provided we can carry a trophy from it back,” Dru'ak grunts, as you set off in pursuit.
(cont)
>>46413621
The thing is far from subtle, which suggests it must be rare, because if there were too many of these things wandering around, you don't think there'd be much of a jungle left. Dru'ak pauses, frowning as he reaches into the undergrowth, pulling something loose from the roots of a tree with a crack of splintering wood, holding it up for both of you to see.
It looks like a thorn, something you are all too familiar with from the rare, hardy plantlife of the Great Waste. Of course, most of the plant life of the Great Waste doesn't grow thorns some two feet long, and doesn't tend to embed them a foot deep into solid surfaces.
“It's strong, very strong,” Dru'ak grunts, turning the thorn over in his hands, before stabbing it back into the trunk of the tree, the end easily piercing the tough bark.
“So what, we're tracking some walking plant?” Zo'rok asks, scratching his chin as he eyes the thorn.
“Won't make for good eating,” Dru'ak frowns.
>Hunt it down, it'll provide some fine trophies
>Forget it, keep looking for other prey
>>46413636
>>Hunt it down, it'll provide some fine trophies
Kill the stoopid root.
>>46413636
>Hunt it down, it'll provide some fine trophies
>>46413636
>>Hunt it down, it'll provide some fine trophies
Sounds metal
>>46413636
An ent, or maybe a wandering root? Sounds interesting, wish we had a priest or something with us who can deal with forest magic bullshit, but it might be cool to just follow and observe.
>>46413636
>Hunt it down, it'll provide some fine trophies
do it.
Might get some magical loot from it. Like magic wood as raw material for something.
>>46413636
>Hunt it down
If it has more thorns we can maybe use it for tools or weapons.
>>46413636
>Hunt it down, it'll provide some fine trophies
>Roll 1d20 for stealthy approach
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>46413948
stealth for the stealthgod
Rolled 14 (1d20)
>>46413948
>>46413974
Should've used his proper name, boy
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>46413948
Let's hope it's not very perceptive
Want to burn some Tak'zaya Ska favor for a reroll? Not quite high enough.
>>46414041
Yes
>>46414041
Reroll gives us three chances again, right?
If so, yeah, we have 3 of them after all.
>>46414041
Yes.
Okay, favor burned, 2 Tak'zaya Ska favor remaining.
>Roll 1d20
>>46414041
No, not sure we can do better.
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>>46414133
May Tak'zaya Ska forgive me
Rolled 7 (1d20)
>>46414133
WE MAN NOW.
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46414133
>>46414177
CLUTCH
>>46414177
ayyy
>>46414177
The gods provide!
>>46414177
Niiiiiiiiice.
SUPER STEALTH
>>46414177
https://youtu.be/xBlQZyTF_LY?t=409
You head a loud crack echoing through the jungle, wood splintering at your quarry's passage. Gesturing for your companions to stay low, you creep forward through the undergrowth, Raka stalking along by your side, the heavyset beast moving with remarkable grace when it suits him.
As you peer out through the undergrowth, at first you see nothing, just more of the endless greens, browns and vibrant shades of the jungle, then, part of the landscape begins to move, and you see it for what it is. Hunched over one of the trees, great thorned tendrils wrapped around it, stands a strange beast, near humanoid in shape, its body a mix of tough barky skin and tangled vine-like growths. It wrenches one of the branches of the tree loose, pressing its featureless face up against the stump, the vines spreading apart to reveal an orifice beneath, allowing the creature's small toothy mouth to suckle on the sap dripping free from the damaged tree.
It must be fifteen feet tall, and powerfully built, the thorn you found before most likely coming from one of the growths along the barky skin on the back of the creature's arms. Fortunately, distracted as it is by its meal, it seems oblivious to your presence, even as you creep closer. It seems you are free to make the first move.
>Go for the legs, hobble it.
>Throw your spears at the thing's head, then switch to your other weapons to attack.
>Other (write-in)
>>46414327
>>Go for the legs, hobble it.
Who says it even needs a head?
>>46414327
>Go for the legs, hobble it.
>>46414327
Whoever's the best at throwing spears takes our spear, and throws it at its head while the other two go for a leg each.
>>46414327
>>Go for the legs, hobble it.
>>46414327
This >>46414365
>>46414365
Third.
>>46414365
4th
Okay, roll me 1d20.
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>>46414638
For, uh, Tak'zaya Ska? Zol'gor Tor? Kul'zog Zor?
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>>46414638
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>>46414638
Rolled 14 (1d20)
>>46414638
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>>46414638
>>46414638
Stop letting dela distract you from your quest, Lordy
“Zo'rok, take this and aim for the head, we'll hit it low,” you grunt, passing Zo'rok your spear as you pull the axe from your back.
You creep forward with Dru'ak and Raka, as Zo'rok hangs back, staking your spear into the ground as he readies his own to throw first. The creature remains oblivious throughout, intent on drinking the tree dry of sap, slurping greedily.
Looking to Dru'ak, the two of you exchange a nod, charging forward from the undergrowth, Zo'rok taking the signal to hurl the first of the spears at the strange plant-beast. The spear bites deep into the softer vine-like growths around the head, digging deep into the side of whatever passes for the thing's skull. The beast, however, seems rather unconcerned by its apparent injury, stopping its feeding to reach up with a tendril, the wooden haft of the spear splintering was it squeezes around it, leaving the tip lodged deep in the plant's flesh.
It starts to rise just as you reach it, swinging your axe for the back of the creature's heel, hacking through vine and bark alike, carving into the springy wood beneath. Dru'ak hits the other leg a moment later, his spear left with Zo'rok, his maul splintering the hardy creature's natural plating as Raka leaps onto the side of the shin, claws leaving great gouges as he scratches and bites.
The hulking beast stumbles, caught halfway to rising by the assault, limbs flailing as it struggles to right itself, tendrils lashing out to seize hold of nearby trees to prevent it from tumbling to the ground.
Still, despite the vicious strikes, the creature seems surprisingly healthy. You aren't entirely sure if it even feels pain, which means you'll need a more efficient way of killing it than simply hacking at it at random.
>Focus on the legs
>Start hacking through any tendrils within reach
>Back up, you need to find a weak point
>>46414988
>>Start hacking through any tendrils within reach
>>46414988
>Focus on the legs
>>46414988
>>Start hacking through any tendrils within reach, have Dru'ak focus on shattering the leg he hit with Raka.
Reduce its ability to manipulate things
>>Tell Zo'rok to look for a weak point and try to warn Dru'ak if necessary.
>>46414988
>Start hacking through any tendrils within reach
>>46414988
>Focus on the legs
>>46415040
Might be a bit greedy to try to do everything
>>46414988
>>Start hacking through any tendrils within reach
>>46414988
>Keep hacking the legs for a bit, when tendrils start coming after you focus on hacking through any in reach
>Have Zo'rok look for a weak point and throw spears when he thinks it's a good opportunity, if he runs out of spears have him join us.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>>46415306
What are we doing?
Rolled 2 (1d20)
>>46415306
Rolled 18 (1d20)
>>46415306
cant fail
>>46415348
clutch
>>46415348
Lucky. Writing.
“Zo'rok, see if you can find a weak point on this damn thing,” you roar, as you lay into the back of the leg, hacking away at the tough wood as Dru'ak continues to hammer at the other in turn.
The thing gives a low groaning roar, the trees creaking as they struggle to hold the creature's weight, its precarious position making it hard for the beast to lash out at you easily, what few tendrils aren't focused on keeping it upright thrashing blindly. You see Dru'ak duck under a clumsy backhand, narrowly avoiding being impaled by thorns near as long as his forearm, but at last your efforts pay off, as with one last swing, you hear a resounding crack, the creature's leg splintering under your assault, sending it tumbling to the ground, cut off at the knee, a cascade of branches coming down with it as it tears down its makeshift supports.
With another groaning bellow, the thing rolls onto its back, you and Dru'ak forced to duck back behind cover as the tendrils thick as your chest lash out, ripping bark from the trees around it as it thrashes in frustration.
Looking at it like this though, you spot something interesting. While the rest of the beast looks to be vines woven around a solid wooden “body”, the creature's actual chest looks rather curious, with vine-like growths spilling out from around the edges of what can only be described as a wooden plate, fastened in place by the plant matter binding it tight. Perhaps behind that you might find the core of this creature. Of course, doing so will require getting very close to those thrashing tendrils, not to mention the creature's massive, thorned arms.
>Charge in and try to shatter that plate while the others distract it
>Focus on cutting away more of the tendrils so it will be less able to defend itself
>Other (write-in)
>>46415496
>Charge in and try to shatter that plate while the others distract it
>>46415496
>>Focus on cutting away more of the tendrils so it will be less able to defend itself
Slow and steady
>>46415496
>Charge in and try to shatter that plate while the others distract it
Should we ORC FURY?
>>46415572
This is the exact time not to use it, it makes us reckless and makes us disregard danger, and getting hit with those thorns would be very, very nasty.
If it provided increased regeneration and defense as well, maybe, but not with just offensive boost.
Would be cool to have some fire as well, now.
>>46415496
>Focus on cutting away more of the tendrils so it will be less able to defend itself
pls no orcish fury
>>46415604
I disagree, it's on its back and exposed, we can kill it before taking any serious injury.
>>46415666
>the creature's actual chest looks rather curious, with vine-like growths spilling out from around the edges of what can only be described as a wooden plate
It's on its chest, and the vines come from it
>>46415691
>the thing rolls onto its back
Lordy, maybe we can get it to tangle up its vines in nearby trees or something? Is that something we can try to do? Or just have the other two try to tangle and occupy the tendrils so we can rush in relatively safely?
I have a feeling if we just hack them off it will go into a second phase or something and grow more or whatever.
Can we like tangle up or tie down its tendrils? If we could have Zo and Dru do that, we could rush in to break the trap door, and if we stall I feel like the fight will just become harder.
>>46415496
>>Focus on cutting away more of the tendrils so it will be less able to defend itself
>>46415720
>>46415764
It would be difficult, these are large, strong tendrils, they'd be hard to tangle up in anything they couldn't just rip their way free of.
>>46415720
>>46415764
Fuck, my first post wasn't appearing so I posted about it again, oops.
>>46415801
>namefagging even outside of akun
stop that
>>46415810
Hmm, I suppose we could just chop off the ones that would most easily reach that area then, and have the others try to draw its attention.
>>46415496
>>Charge in and try to shatter that plate while the others distract it
Rolled 2 (1d2)
Once again, it's a tie.
Oh well, I'll roll for it. 1: charge in, 2: hack away at the tendrils
Okay, hacking away at it some more wins.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>>46415901
Rolled 15 (1d20)
>>46415901
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>46415901
Hey dudes. Have we really spent four hours fighting a beast?
Okay, 15 it is. Got to step out for a bit now, should be back in an hour to hour and a half, then we can finish off this fight.
>>46415943
Hooray for OWQ!
>>46412265
Thoughts?
>>46416903
Not Lordy, but, well, it's a thing.
Axe is kinda puny, but that's my main gripe with it.
>>46416903
Ahahaha, mongol-ur.
>>46416903
Is that Vaki and..?
>>46417065
The only bitch taller than him
Okay, back and writing.
>>46416903
Not bad at all, Vaki a qt. Axe is maybe a bit small, but overall I have no complaints.
>>46417065
Ashuris.
>>46416903
Now all other waifu fags must step up.
>>46417115
right... I guess I just imagined Ashuris a bit thicker, you know?
>>46416903
The people I would murder for Ashuris's legs
>>46417212
Guess it's time for you to make some blood sacrifices to Ylugri.
>>46417207
tbf her tits are like twice of Ur's head in that picture.
>>46417240
Yeah those are fine, I'm mainly speaking about her body in general
>>46417240
Nah one tit is the size of his head.
>>46417278
I'm the one who commissioned it, and yeah my main gripe would be the length of the legs, and the arms, but other than that I think its a pretty good picture since all other problems are just nitpicks.
>>46417324
Oh yeah don't get me wrong it is well drawn. The thinness of Ashuris just threw me off a bit.
>>46417411
She's been described as Voluptuous so the complaint is valid. The picture IS great though.
“Don't get too close,” you call to Dru'ak, as Zo'rok comes out to join you in the attack, staying out of reach of the majority of the tendrils as you begin cutting back the most rampant of the growths extruding off the creature.
It's tiresome work, though you manage to carve away several of the tendrils without more than some minor bruises as you twist to take the glancing blows on the heavier parts of your armor. Raka snarls and barks, bounding around and distracting the creature, ill-suited for the task you've set yourself to.
The creature quickly regains its senses however, another low, echoing groan issuing forth from it, and another, sharper voice half-audible beneath. The tendrils lash out, entwining themselves around the trees within reach, and at first to think the creature means to try and heave itself up to its feet again. As the trees around start to creak, however, you realize it's quite the opposite.
“Move,” you shout, the four of you scattering as the enraged plant creature's strength tears the surrounding plants from their roots, bringing them crashing down around you, and it. Ducking this way and that, the four of you scramble out beyond the range of the collapsing trees, looking back on the new clearing the creature has torn into the jungle canopy.
As the last screech of panicked birds fades away into the distance, the four of you look over the great mound of fallen trees now covering the creature.
“You... think it's dead?” Zo'rok frowns, not that he sounds all that convinced of the fact.
“I doubt it,” you grunt, starting to pick your way closer. Sure enough, you jump back just in time to avoid a tendril erupting from the pile of fallen lumber, more and more following as the thing drags itself free.
(cont)
>>46417552
You notice soon enough what's changed, as it pulls itself back to its feet, its missing leg replaced with a newer knobbly growth of plant matter culled from the collapsed trees. The creature gives another groan of rage, reaching down to seize hold of a massive treebranch, hefting it high overhead.
“Ah shit,” Zo'rok groans.
This could be a problem.
>Try to knock it over again
>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplate
>>46417324
Who's the artist? I can't copypaste that moonrune sign on google.
>>46417580
>>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplateorcish fury?
>>46417580
>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplate
>>46417589
[s]no[/s]
>>46417580
>>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplate
Shoulda gone for the kill then and there.
>>46417599
Nah, this isn't a Kul'zog Zor thing exactly, and I want to see what's in its chest.
Oh fuck, okay, I got it, very smart Lordy, this is the new waifu isn't it?
>>46417580
>>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplate
>>46417621
Uhh meant to reply to >>46417599
>>46417580
>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplate
no fury. We need our head in the game to dodge the tree destroying tentacles, not tank them.
>>46417580
>>This has gone on long enough, get the others to distract it while you rip open that chestplate
>>46417631
>new waifu
I hope she's green.
>>46417663
She's controlling the tree-mecha from inside.I wonder if it's the loli like in the original discussion.
>>46417688A loli, not THE loli
Okay, so I saw a request for Orcish Fury, want to do it?
>Yes
>No
>>46417745
>No
>>46417745
>>No
I was the one who suggested it but only as a joke.
>>46417745
>NoDon't endanger the waifuAlso don't endanger ourselves to the thorns
>>46417745
>No
>>46417745
>Yes
>>46417780
It'd be hilarious if after all this work its some geriatric elf druid.
>>46417589
etsy shop at Kawaichan
Also i sugeest miss mews if you are cool with a high quality single character one.
Okay, no Orcish Fury.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>>46417866
May Tak'zaya Ska help us. Or Kul'zog Zor?
>>46417847
I wouldn't even be mad.
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>>46417866
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>>46417866
Gods help us
Rolled 16 (1d20)
>>46417866
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>46417866
>>46417905
The gods approve
>>46417905
The save!
>>46417905
Noice
>>46417905
Thank Talos.
>>46417905
Third roll save, again.
>>46417866I'm sorry Lordy ;_;
>>46417631
Looks like you were wrong, anon, if you were right I doubt Lordy could resist responding to you.
“You three keep it busy,” you shout, your hunting party quickly spreading out around it, Dru'ak diving to the ground to avoid a great arcing swing by the creature's new makeshift weapon, the massive treebranch swinging scant inches over his head. Even tough as Dru'ak is, you doubt he'd be walking it off if that thing hit him, you'd better finish this quickly, before it has a chance to land a solid blow.
As the creature turns, trying to keep track of all three of your comrades as they harry it, you charge forward. You aren't entirely sure if the thing has a blind spot, since it seems to lack eyes, but from the difficulty it had striking you when you were attacking its legs from the back before, you suspect it's not so well suited to defending itself from that angle, especially with the way its newly regenerated limb trembles beneath it with every step.
Trying to stick to the back, you sprint in, dodging around the occasional blindly thrashing tendril as the creature slams its treebranch down just a split second after Raka has bounced to the side, snarling as he hops back out of reach. As it turns to follow him, you spring into action, bringing your axe up from the side, swinging it into the great mass of vines bursting forth from beneath the chestplate, the enchanted steel slicing through the tough, tangled mass.
The thing gives another groaning bellow, once again accompanied by that second, strange and sharp voice, as you carve deeper into it, using the flat of the axe to pry apart the chestplate from the rest of the creature.
(cont)
>>46418326
It drops the branch, intent on trying to swat you away, its arm rising up high as it angles the brutal thorns upon the bark to crash down on your skull, but your friends spring into action, Zo'rok and Raka crashing into the creature's newly replaced leg, staggering it as Dru'ak brings his maul up to meet the downswing of the creature's arm, every muscle in the hulking orc's body straining as he matches power with the arm of the beast.
Wasting no time, you finish your work, ramming a gauntleted hand in to aid as you tear loose the plate, the whole creature starting to spasm as the thick slab of wood comes away from the body, until with a mighty roar, you rip it completely clear, leaving it dangling by some few remaining strands of vine.
You grin, turning to look into the gap you've created to the creature's heart, only to find someone staring back out at you.
A flurry of sharp, clipped speech echoes out from within, as the great mass of vines at the creature's core erupt outwards, winding all around you as you strain against them. You can see the thing within clearer now, female, lithe and slight. Were it not for the verdant green of her skin and the mass of leafy growth cascading down her back in place of hair, you might mistake her for an elf. Was she the thing controlling the beast?
She snaps another few harsh syllables of her strange tongue as she launches herself from the innards of the beast, a chunk of wood clutched in her hand twisting into a vicious thorn even as she lunges at you.
>Break free and grapple
>Break free and knock her out
>She's too much of a threat, kill her
>>46418119He was right.
>>46418346I know, I was trying to make people doubt it so the reveal would be better
>>46418346
>Break free and knock her out
>>46418365
Unlucky
>>46418346
>>Break free and grapple
Time for what Orcs do best
>>46418346
>Break free and knock her out
so how loli is the dryad?
>>46418346
>>Break free and knock her out
Headbutt
>>46418346Hah, knew it, dryad.
Loli or not loli?
>>Break free and knock her out
Easier to manage her like that, and we can wake her up with lewdness so she can't immediately try to kill us with plant magic.
>>46418346
>>Break free and knock her out
Well we got us a dryad
>>46418346
>>Break free and knock her out
>>46418346
>Break free and grapple
soo, post battle tri-rape with best brosand Raka too
>>46418472
That's to many ducks bro
>>46418346
>>Break free and knock her out
>>46418497
>ducks
Dicks is what I meant. Phones are gay
Is it a dryad princess? Do dryads count as nymphs? Will we finally be able to tell Bra'kur that we did, in fact, fuck a nymph princess, or whatever she was telling as a story?
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>>46418588
Hope this doesn't actually hurt her.
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>>46418588
I hope we rape her good
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>46418588
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46418588
Can do boss
>>46418615
nnnuuoooooooo
>>46418594
>>46418600
>>46418612
fuckin A
>>46418615
FUCKIN A
>>46418588
reroll?
Want to burn some Y'zagya Zoka favor to reroll this attempt to subdue the dryad?
>>46418411
>>46418438
She's no loli, but she does look quite girlish.
>>46418532
You have no idea whether or not she has any noble or royal titles, as for whether dryads are nymphs... sure, why not, it's not like fey categorization is set in stone.
>>46418650
Yep.
>>46418650
Yeah, I do want to burn some favor
>She's no loli, but she does look quite girlish.
Well, I'll take what I can get, this should be good material for some size difference.
>>46418650
Let raka have a turn too after we're done
>>46418650
Burn it
Okay, favor burned.
>Roll 1d20
>>46418650
Yes.
I want magical exotic green orc babies
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>>46418753
I'm honestly a bit afraid to roll at this point
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>>46418753
Finger crossed, i wish for a cute doelike monstergirl.
Rolled 13 (1d20)
>>46418753
>>46418692
Nah fuck that we will just give him the pussy of the cat we marked on our map. My guess is that if there is a family there than that means there are females for him to fuck.
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>>46418753
Why am I rolling again? I got the 1.....
>>46418772
Fuck this, I'm not rolling anymore in this thread.
>>46418766
Orc babies are already green and magical!
>>46418790
Deal
>13
Well, I guess she gets a good hit in.
>>46418790
What cat?
>>46418790
>cat
So how fucked are we?
We don't have a good track record at acquiring elf-like waifus.
You strain to tear yourself free, but for every vine to snap another takes its place, it's all you can do to get an arm up in time to deflect the blow, the razor sharp thorn sinking deep into the meat of your arm rather than into your throat.
You give a growl of pain as the green elf-thing wrenches the thorn loose, barely kept at arms length as she rains down frenzied stabs on you, slicing skin and carving flesh, splashing you with your own blood as she snarls in her sharp, clipped tongue. Thankfully, your breastplate keeps the thorn from burying itself anywhere two vital, while your raised arm weathers the blows meant for your face. Still, at this rate, the arm is going to give, and then all it will take is one good stab to the eye, and you'll be done.
>Try to tear your way free again and overpower the female
>Call for the others to help you
>>46418892
>>Call for the others to help you
We just need some help from our bros
>>46418892
>>Try to tear your way free again and overpower the female
We can't damage our fragile masculinity by calling for help.
It's time for Orcish Furyjust kidding, would damage her too much
>>46418892
>Call for the others to help you
Don't be stubborn.
Zo could probably poison dart her, aye?
>>46418977
She is part plant I doubt non magical poison works much on her.
>>46418892
>Try to tear your way free again and overpower the female
>>46418892
Electro gauntlets on!
>>46419029
Oh shit you're right, we could try to use that to fry the vines! She must be in contact with them somehow!
>>46418892
>Use gauntlets, if they don't work and you still can't get out, call for help
Okay.
>Roll 1d20
>>46418892
>Try to tear your way free again and overpower the female
>>46419062
We're using the gauntlet, right?
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>46419062
I need to stop rolling but I can't.
>>46418892
>Call for the others to help you
Rolled 7 (1d20)
>>46419062
>>46419062
Isn't it a tie?
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>>46419062
how bad
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46419062
>>46419107
It wasn't when I wrote that, then in the time before it posted someone deleted a vote and another person voted.
Oh well, you succeeded anyway.
>>46419108
Ohhhh, thank god, not that bad
>>46419126
Eh, it's okay I suppose.
If we aren't using the gauntlets, I gotta ask, would they have helped?
>>46419112
You're always a bit too late
I certainly hope she knows how to speak Elf.
At most we'll have to use Vaki as a translator, because I doubt anyone at camp understands dryad, and sex with no dialogue isn't as fun.
>>46419420
Don't worry,love is the orc's universal language.
You've no desire to shame yourself by having to ask for help with the slight green-skinned female, nor do you have any desire for the far greater shame of being killed by said female. With a roar of effort, you tear your other arm free, grabbing hold of the female and pulling her loose of the innards of the gargantuan shell, both of you tumbling free to the ground, where without the added frustration of the vines around you, you easily overpower her, throwing the thorn far out of reach.
Without her to control it, the rest of the larger plant-thing gives one last groan, before it collapses into a tangled heap of inanimate plant matter with a cacophonous crash, the green elf-thing kicking and cursing in her strange tongue as you pin her to the ground.
“Where'd you find that?” Zo'rok asks curiously, as him and Dru'ak circle around the crumbling remains of the plant-beast to look upon your new captive.
“Inside it, I think she was controlling it somehow,” you reply, as she continues to struggle in vain.
Raka pads forward, giving her a curious sniff, cocking his head as he paces around, snorting, stump of a tail wagging. Perhaps she's fey, it would make sense, and Raka does seem to be watching her with something akin to familiarity.
“Not exactly the trophy I had in mind,” Dru'ak grunts.
“Hah, yeah. Shame more things we hunt don't spill females when you crack 'em open,” Zo'rok cackles.
The fey female finally stops her struggling after a few minutes, finally realizing it's futile and settling for glaring up at you in silence as you speak with your friends.
“So what now, Ur? We heading back? Want to take anything else?” Dru'ak asks.
>Harvest the plant-beast's thorns, they were sturdy enough to make good weapons
>Take its head, it'll be heavy to carry back, but it's a nice trophy
>Just take the dryadWe'll settle exactly what you want to do with your new captive in the next vote.
>>46419509
>>Harvest the plant-beast's thorns, they were sturdy enough to make good weapons
This is what I wanted all along. Delicious green is just a bonus.
>>46419509
Can we take everything? The spines head and Dryad?
>>46419509
>>Harvest the plant-beast's thorns, they were sturdy enough to make good weapons
>>Take its head, it'll be heavy to carry back, but it's a nice trophy
>>46419567
It'll make the trip back slow and difficult carrying all that, but you can do it.
>>46419509
>>Harvest the plant-beast's thorns, they were sturdy enough to make good weapons
Unless the head is useful for something other than being a trophy, nah, once we have this qt under control we can probably have her recreate it.
>>46419509
>>Take its head, it'll be heavy to carry back, but it's a nice trophy
We need more trophies
>>46419509
>everything while letting the dryad get a good smell of green fever
I wander if we can't subdue some animals around here into acting as beasts of burden for us?
>>46419509
>>46419589
>Take everything
There is no such thing as 'too much loot'.
>>46419509
>Harvest the plant-beast's thorns, they were sturdy enough to make good weapons
>>46419663
>making our bros carry useless shit that's a bother to carry
rude
>>46419663
>tfw you spend 40 minutes IRL crawling to the nearest town because you refuse to drop any of your sweet loot
>>46419724
>on the way there a random encounter kills you
