Noobs, I wouldn't make yo momma jokes around Thor. He tends to freak the **** out and ignore you for the next four months, occasionally telling Dibs to insult you.....
Forgot to ask, what races and alignments are all of you, and is the assassin with us outside?
He is cleaned up and wakes up.
As the inky goo washes away, you see the orcish shape becoming more defined. He is clad in the typical desert survival suit common to experienced travelers in these parts, though the helmet seems to be missing. It's clear that he would cut a large and imposing figure.
Thurvast recoils a little from the sudden icy water, spluttering and slowly opening his eyes. Noticing that he isn't alone, he stands quickly and draws an enormous hammer and a heavy shield covered in spikes, from an impossibly small sack tied to his waist. He glowers over the top of the shield at the party, his searching gaze mirrored by an ugly visage on its front.
Noobs, I wouldn't make yo momma jokes around Thor. He tends to freak the **** out and ignore you for the next four months, occasionally telling Dibs to insult you.....
That one was directed at you, not him.
Forgot to ask, what races and alignments are all of you, and is the assassin with us outside?
NG Human Cleric.
"How about you put the hammer away, then we'll talk."
"Seems a bit odd for a man and his half-ton pet to be out here in the middle of nowhere. I'll warn you once, this is MY claim, and I'll be ****ed if you muscle in on it."
"Hm. You seem a bit of an out-of-place for honeymooners, here in the middle of nowhere. So I'll warn you once, this is MY claim, and I'll be ****ed if anyone else muscles in on it."
