Captain Hesperus
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(Part 1 of 2 - Lady Paladin Alisa of Mielikki)
The nearest brainless brute pauses and scratches what remains of his ratty hair with a knotted finger.
"Wut?"
"Hur hur hur!" One of his brethren beside him points and chuckles. "Da skinny human sed you is ogre!"
"WHAAAAT?!" howls the first muscle-brained monstrosity with a hateful scowl aimed at Alisa. "We not ogres! Ogres is stoopid! We is DUMBSTUMPS!!"
Alisa has fought enough ogres to know that the only thing more legendary than their great strength is their enormous stupidity. Alisa can reasonably surmise that these ogres are perhaps trying to change their sorry reputation merely by changing their name.
As Alisa darts off, the ogres, knowing they are slower than she, begin storming forward and picking up anything nearby and throwing them at her. Thankfully, they are terrible shots.
The kobolds, being no fools, shriek in unison when Alisa runs off. They flee behind her in a line except for the new guy. He stumbles, his snout striking the dirt. To his horror, he is picked up by one of the ogres.
"Goodbye, cruel world!" cries the shivering kobold.
But the ogre is in throwing mode. He grins cruelly as if he has just struck upon a good idea - an event that does not happen very often for the average ogre. With a mighty heave, he hurls the now-spastic kobold through the air... and straight at the fleet-footed Alisa.
"Gaaaah!" The little reptilian flaps his arms.
What does Alisa do?
(Part 1 of 2 - Lady Paladin Alisa of Mielikki)
She sheathed her rapier, and raised both her palms in an apparent display of surrender. If the kobolds thought she was going to give herself up however, they would soon be corrected when Alisa opened her mouth and called out "If you ogres think you can catch me, you are truly without reason!"
The nearest brainless brute pauses and scratches what remains of his ratty hair with a knotted finger.
"Wut?"
"Hur hur hur!" One of his brethren beside him points and chuckles. "Da skinny human sed you is ogre!"
"WHAAAAT?!" howls the first muscle-brained monstrosity with a hateful scowl aimed at Alisa. "We not ogres! Ogres is stoopid! We is DUMBSTUMPS!!"
Alisa has fought enough ogres to know that the only thing more legendary than their great strength is their enormous stupidity. Alisa can reasonably surmise that these ogres are perhaps trying to change their sorry reputation merely by changing their name.
As Alisa darts off, the ogres, knowing they are slower than she, begin storming forward and picking up anything nearby and throwing them at her. Thankfully, they are terrible shots.
The kobolds, being no fools, shriek in unison when Alisa runs off. They flee behind her in a line except for the new guy. He stumbles, his snout striking the dirt. To his horror, he is picked up by one of the ogres.
"Goodbye, cruel world!" cries the shivering kobold.
But the ogre is in throwing mode. He grins cruelly as if he has just struck upon a good idea - an event that does not happen very often for the average ogre. With a mighty heave, he hurls the now-spastic kobold through the air... and straight at the fleet-footed Alisa.
"Gaaaah!" The little reptilian flaps his arms.
What does Alisa do?