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    1. Kazemitsu 9 yrs ago

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The feel of the slime getting squished under the club was an odd sensation. Not that it died, but he broke off a chunk of its stone at the cost of one spike off his club. He was drawing back for another hit when the cave behind him rumbled with the sound of...something. An explosion? What could possibly explode in the world aside from magic? Or his ass when the under-cooked chicken hits? He was still waiting for whatever effect to hit him.

The rumbling scared the slime and surprised both Akeno and Esfir, who came out of her lala land. Both of which went for the cave. One going in, the other shouting from the entrance. Well all the more fun for him! He lunged after the slime, bring the weight of the club down on its body again. He didn't have to go ham on it and go full force, but he kept swinging the club down with decent strength to cause as much damage as he could in quick succession.

@Zeroth@King Cosmos
Grunthor watched the stone slime sail off into the bushes, narrowly missing a tree. He stayed back, waiting to see what would happen, would it flee from getting clobbered like that or would it stupidly rush back in to get another thumping? His answer came pretty swiftly with the slime scooting out of the bushes. With comical furrowed brows that dictated anger on an otherwise expressionless surface.

It stopped roughly thirty feet away and gathered up some stones from beneath it. Was it going to chuck them? Could...could it throw them without limbs? How did that work? Another answer came as a glowing yellow stone shot out. With a surprised yelp the young orc leaned out of the way, but the stone still clipped his arm. From the side Akeno, who had sprinted around, was throwing a firebolt at the stone slime.

Regaining his balance he dashed in, trying to time it so the flames would hit the slime first to make it reel from surprise pain before a two handed swing downwards would plow into it from the top via his spiked club. He doubted this would kill it, but maybe get it stunned long enough to get another good thwack or two in.

@Zeroth@King Cosmos@Lucius Cypher
Grunthor, having picked up the club of spikiness, hefted it. Testing its balance point and giving it some test swings, first with both hands like a baseball bat, then with a singular arm. At his current strength a two handed swing would do better in his mind. Sure it wasn't heavy but it was weighty and the upper portion had a bit more weight than a typical club because of the spikes.

While he tested the spiked club he was looking around. The scrabbling of claws on stone drew his attention to the new creature. A giant rat with huge fuck off teeth. It was moving pretty quick until a rock grew pincers like a crab and they began to fight. "Don't join that fight...we don't have anything that can break stone." He stated while he watched the mite and the rat fight.

A liquid rustling from the tree line dragged his attention away from the scuffle up top to the single rolling rock goo creature. Why were things seemingly stone based? It was too close to be comfortable for him, and who knew if or when it'd get aggressive. So preemptive strike it is! Striding over he let the club go low, he turned a little sideways as if he were a mobile golf player, before drawing the club back and slamming it into the rolling jelly.

He tried to aim it at a tree to bounce it off, but aside from miniature golf he had never played. If he managed such a feat a second swing, as if going for a home run, would come sailing for the rock slime. This was not going to be a good day for the jelly ball.

@Unkown58@Lucius Cypher@King Cosmos@Zeroth@Crusader Lord
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Grunthor had meandered along with the group, listening and observing them as they traveled and came upon the northern caves. They talked amongst themselves, trying to make a plan to lure whatever a camazot or whatever out into the open instead of in a cramped cave. Honestly if he were in his old body he could have just gone in by himself, possibly, they didn't know what one of these things were. Was it like the other creatures on their hitlist? Smallish and capable of being killed by orclings?

The creating orc, Gren, offered up a spiked club to whoever wanted it. While he preferred his hands, that was only for later. He didn't have the strength or speed to take something down by punching it yet. So he quietly accepted the club with a respectful nod, he really wasn't one for too many words unless he discovered something useful. But....they still had to do something while the two in the cave did their thing.

"Do we have a plan beyond bait and pummel?" He questioned as he looked around. Sure a threat was in the cave, that didn't stop the threats outside from being a thing.

@Unkown58@Lucius Cypher@King Cosmos@Zeroth@Crusader Lord
@Zeroth Your face is an issue!
<Snipped quote by Steel Legion>

I think tendons would've been eaten with the rest of the meat but the organs were discarded for everyone except Grunthor I think? Lazash might've eaten some of them too? @Crusader Lord@Kazemitsu ???


Grunt5hor ate everything he knew was edible without having much prep. So....the only thing he didn't eat was bones and intestines. Everything else is edible...just....different tastes for different people I guess
@Zeroth Is fine, stress is making brain not work well
Go for the balls!
Is short post, got no brain juices runnin x.x
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