Orc ambush, Geama

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Orcs hide in the bushes on the western shore, waiting for he ship to come close. They hide (hide check vs passive perception check) until the ship comes in range of their javelins. then they throw their javelins, concentrating at the person with the pole.


Part 1

A group of naked orcs, male and female throw their javelins and start jumping in the river and swimming toward you.


Surprise round

4 naked orcs throw their javelins.

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The orcs:

Vambag (14hp) Male. Light grey skin. Ponytail. Has a penis 15 cm long when flaccid. 50xp

Snog (15hp) Male. Light grey skin. Bald. Has no nose. Tongue lightly sticking out. 50xp

Aghug(17hp) Male. Dark grey skin. Has a braid. an old thick scar, almost white, runs down his left shoulder to his stomach. 50xp

Piggu (16hp) Male. Largest orc in the group. Bald. Light grey skin. Missing an eye, the wound is angry red. 50xp

Uloth (10hp) Female. dark grey skin. Short graying hair on her head, and long gray hair on over her private parts. Large hanging breasts. Infertal and her bloodline is gone, has nothing to do but to fight. 50xp

Murob (8hp) Female, bald, dark grey skin, whole head painted white which is sign that she never killed in combat/earned a skull. 50xp

Notes:

-orcs prefer to attack elves and whoever holds the oar.


After the javelins, they jump in the river armed only with knives gripped in fists or teeth. They try to take their javelins if an opportunity arises.

While swimming south, the current of the water gives any character an extra 5 feet of movment for each 10 feet traveled.

While swimming north each square of water costs 15 feet of movement.


Part 2

Beggining of the second round they hear chopping sounds ahead, each round the sound seems closer.

A wisdom (perception) check DC(10) or looking at the the pine tree show the tree is shaking with every hit.

A wisdom (perception) check DC(10) shows the head of an ogre.

A wisdom (perception) check DC(15) shows an orc hidden in the bushes.

If the pole is on the barge, a strength check DC(10) using it stops the barge from moving

If not, the tree falls down over the barge. It is had terrain.

An orc in hide armor jump from the bushes and run over the fallen tree to the barge. He has a javelin in one hand and large cruel looking axes hanging from his other hand.


The orcs:


Kororth (17hp) Male. Largest orc you've seen thus far. Over 2 meters tall and bulky. Has a wooden plate tied over his chest. His right protruding fang is broken and infected. 100xp, a pouch with 5 silver titans, 5 unfamiliar round silver pieces with holes in them, 6 copper bers


Rime (13hp) Female. Clothed in dirty, furry hides, a wolf head hanging on her chest. 100xp, a pouch with 1 silver titan and 5 copper bers


Thersh (12hp) Male. Especially crazy looking eyes. Rusty chains wrapped around his torso like spiders' legs. He is wearing a golden turtle on each ear.100xp, 2 golden turtles


The Ogre:

Ink (68hp) Male. 3 meters and 300 kg of savage monster. Parts of him are wrapped in uncured skins and hides. He reeks from afar.

Notes:

-pick one orc. The ogre doesn't attack, but just watches.


=== Part 3 === (Ignore)

Two orcs stand at the shore a bit farther from the fallen tree.

The orcs:

Kraadurk (49hp) is an Orog. An abomination, an orc gifted and hated by the gods. He is stronger and more intelligent than most orcs. His skin is dark purple, and as if this was not dark enough, his face is painted pitch black.

Urtrabash (42hp) is an eye of Gruumsh, a priest of the evil God of orcs. His arms, legs, torso, neck and face, are all covered in open red wounds, the most prominent one replacing his right eye. The skin that he has left is a very pale grey. He starts chanting in orcish and a cacophony of many voices join him. The other voices are coming from his wounds, each opening and closing like red mouths:

This one is small. His bones creak in his sleep and his bones are sour and full of hatred. He is wretched and not worthy of anything.

As he chants, he cuts his right forearm with a knife. The blood spills strangely, slowly like dripping down a wall. He makes a fist with his other hand, as if shaping the blood flow. As the first drops fall to the floor, the rest of the blood remains in the air, swirling in the shape of a staff, no, a spear. A spear of blood, air and darkness. The Bleeding orc passes the spear to the to the dark-purple orc. With concentration rarely seen on a face of an orc, he throws the spear at your direction.

The spirit spear acts as a normal javelin except that on a hit, the target is diseased.