[Center][h2][color=khaki]Jørmund[/color][/h2][/center]

The burning bile had caught Jørmund off guard as it had come from the visage of Haraldr. As the visage faded and before him stood the being behind the voice from earlier. The being know as Yosef stood before the cleric boasting of how they have been waiting for this moment, how they were going to teach Jørmund in all the worst ways how fire melts frost, and that they were going to enjoy killing Aura. The earth genasi shifted his weight to ensure his footing would keep him balanced while staring down the being in front of him. He would do all he could to keep this creature at bay. Jørmund would tolerate attacks and blows against himself but not his companions. It was bad enough Flicker had been injured during the earlier fight.

[Color=khaki]"The more you speak the more you sound like a fool to me. Fire melts frost this is known, but I've had camp fires hotter than you let alone the forge where I've spent most of my days."[/color] He spat the words at Yosef. [Color=khaki]"You've also failed to realize my heritage is that of stone and earth, not ice. It will take more fire than you can muster to melt stone."[/color] Jørmund replied to Yosef before uttering the incantation to imbue his mace with magic once more. [Color=khaki]"I suppose I shouldn't be surprised if you just turn out to be full of hot air. You did wait till most of your minions had done the hard work before showing yourself. Just know you won't know any satisfaction here only cold steel. Come coward let see if your heat is even close to the forge in which I draw my strength from."[/color] The last sentence roared from the cleric as he brought the mace down on Yosef.


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Jørmund cast magic weapon with his bonus action, which is concentration. 

He also attacks with his mace, which is a[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24876] 17[/url] to hit. Total of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24877]6[/url] damage if it hits.
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