Elki watched the goblin scamper off into the forest as she swung her mace over her shoulder. Her comrades had rounded up the rest of the survivors, tying them together, making a loot pile and brutalising horses and goblin corpses for skulls.

Wait what.

The cleric approached the road as she slipped her shield onto her back and holstered her weapon. Her simple armour glinted in the light, not a spot of viscera decorating it. The half-orc continued to make light work of his... [i]art[/i]... form?

"Wow, that's simply vile." Elki stated, her expression somewhere between revulsion and morbid fascination, her tone of voice more awe-filled then anything else. Blood splattered against her cheek and down her scale mail, and she quickly took a 90 degree turn and marched over to the caravan to find her booze. 


[color=darkgreen]"kell, kar Douckak reguk Bar merosk. Geksi zevbek. Zeb kar tir don kurt, kar zik nir rekil."[/color] Elki warned the goblins as she walked by, casting a well-meaning, strained smile to the orc. It translated something along the lines of, "[i]yes, you do what Bar says. Guy's crazy. But if you follow his words, you might live well[/i]. " She was surprised to see the orc talking with such a childish dialect.  Not that her orc was the most refined (was it possible to speak orc in a delicate way?) but she could get her point across, at least. She planned on finding out what was going on his orcish just as soon as she had a long, stiff drink.

Now that Elki was finally this side of the battlefield, she could finally get a good look at her comrades. Yep. They were all looking like they did some real good fighting today. Real fancy battle-hardened folks... good thing Elki did her part. Mm-hm, she was so proud of herself today.

That was when she noticed the rogue. "holy Bahamut balls, Kiki you're supposed to kill the goblins not dress yourself in your own blood." Elki rushed over, looking the girl up and down, before pressing a gentle hand to her head while she murmured something softly and flicked her other wrist.

"That should keep you going." Elki said satisfied, taking a small step back. She glanced to the new guy. "Oh hi there, when'd you arrive?"

[hider=Mechanics]She'll probably yank that blowgun later and a couple of stakes, but right now she just wants booze.
[b]On way to caravan, detour near Kiki/new guy she didn't see shift.[/b]
[b]Cure Wounds:[/b] 3 + 2 = 5 on Kiki[/hider]