Despite having taken a rather grievous wound right after despite Parum to safety, Orchid merely laughed. A lot of things happened quickly and he merely took it all in stride. After all, such was the way of a Totem Warrior; he could not change the chaos of life any more than he could stop the sun from rising, from tides shifting, or winds blowing. But what he can do is live and utilize those things to continue living. As quickly as they came the cultist were getting cut down; Torus tore through them in his ursine form, Kyra sliced them with her sword, Brannor revealed his bestial side, and even Parum used her magic to ensure the destruction of a few more cultist members. Now it was Orchid's turn. Having dropped his javelin in a failed attempt at reigning in one of the horses, he instead draws his signature machete. It was starting to get dull with use; while he was no smith Orchid knew the basics of weapon maintenance and how to sharpen a blade. But for now, he'll add another notch to his blade. As he drew his blade Orchid chopped towards the Dragonclaw's leg, hoping to cleave it clean off his body. 

[color=a2d39c]"WAAAAAARGH HA HA HA HA!"[/color]

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HP: 4/22
AC: 16 (Shield)
Rage: 0/2
Status: Raging
Weapon: 1d8+3 (Longsword)

Orchid draws his longsword and slashes at the Dragonclaw.
Longsword Attack = [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/11755]20[/url]
Longsword Damage = [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/11757]8[/url]
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