[i][b][color=fff200]Recca the lighting Priest[/color][/b][/i] Recca thought he should say something about Sal moving off quietly, but he had arrived late so maybe it was part of the scouting technique. But what he was aware of was that some of the members here kinda on edge. He always got tensed when he was about to fight, but that was his way of compensating for death. Even thought he was not afraid of dying cause he knew he had lived righteously, and that Ristoth would surely open the gates and welcome him into the land of the gods. Still leaving the mortal realm was something he was not quite ready for. He smiled at the orcs. Surely this would be a good fight. One of the brother he had met recetly jumped into a tree to get a better vantage point he assumed. The only female in the group was looking rather unease. The big guy, 'hmmm' He thought to himself... seems like a good nick name for Gerhard. He would ask him later to work out with him if they survived his mission. He would show him the ways of Yoga, thus spreading the teaching of Yogaism. Suddenly one of the Orc returned from behind with the sound of a branch breaking: [i][b]"Ay, looks like some Humies lost their horses. We will have some good eats tonight." "You idiot, this close to camp? The Humies are planning to attack" Another orc said as he reached down and grabbed a horn at his side. "Stick together finish this group quickly then prepare for the rest."[/b][/i] Without a signal to attack, well assuming that was the signal; Silus charged into battle. He looked to be heading for the Orc with the warhorn. Recca knew that if he Blew that thing, they would have a huge problem on their hands. Recca stabbed his swords in the dirt and thrust out his hands summoning a ball of lighting, The crackling noise can only be heard in the vicinity of the camp, if he had pored in more magical energies making it bigger then he knew they would not even need that horn. He made it just big enough to singe the orcs hand if hit. If he hit he would make a dash for the orc with the Horn, grabbing his weapons before the run then sliding in to grab the horn and smash it so it could not be used. Rolling back wards to get to his feed and putting some distance between him and the orc, and taking a look quick around. Caleb had just put the hurt on two of the orc there, leaving a few more mop up. Looking at the in front of him, he was sure the orc would mad, almost to the point of raging. Recca would motion him to 'Come at him.' Taunting the orc into a fight leaving him open for the Ranger if he was watching the Battle from a far to Take a free and open shot hopefully putting him down.