RP:Meeting the Ogre Brothers

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Dak's Tavern


Many merry ogres are here in this cramp dark tavern brawling and drinking seem to be the major pursuits of the day and several farm animals including several whole cows and a sheep are being roasted on a stone fire in the centre of the room. The smell is not particularly bad but the fact that the ogres do not seem to care if the meat is cooked or not when they dig in with their bare hands could seem a bit distasteful to human or elf onlookers. Behind a monstrously large bar stands a huge overweight two headed ogre on both of his heads and indeed on this chest are numerous battle scars perhaps this ogre was a chief or warlord in his day. Both heads watch carefully around the establishment at the drunken revelry. There is no natural light and only the gigantic fire in the centre provides any illumination so you have no idea how many patrons he has to watch. You could sit on one of the more comfy looking stone piles if you wanted to rest and drink here


Kresh sat amongst the tavern, eyes focused upon the two headed ogre as he awaited his bountiful feast he had ordered. The man wore a tree upon his back, which had been specially fitted to act as his shield, also upon his back was a mace and an axe. The clothing was typical ogre clothes, the likes of which I don't really know so they will not be described. His shield itself was about eighteen feet tall and eight feet wide and sat nicely upon his back as he waited for grub. Besides him was a much smaller blue ogre named Shreg, him being only about ten feet tall and adorned in similar clothing. The two began to slam their hands upon the table as the impatiently awaited their food, "Food, food, food, food, GRUBBB."

Gorkall craned his head to face behind him. The horned Ogre curious as to what the ruckus being caused at the bar was of. A thin brow raised as he took note of the two Ogres of whom did not seem familiar. He shifted his gaze from the behemoth among his men to the smaller magi. Gorkall hummed lightly to himself before advancing to the duo. The man grinding his teeth together for a moment before speaking. "Your food comes. Hold tongue. No need upset Dak." The two headed Ogre would smile to Gorkall as he used his barbaric tone in order to present his dominance and brotherhood to his people. Unlike he did to the outsiders of Gamorg. He looked over the duo once more and would nod to them. "Gorkall not know you. What 'yur names?"

Kresh looked down at Gorkall, even while sitting he seemed much taller then the smaller ogre. "Me want food now! No wait, he hurry." The smaller ogre raised his hand defiantly, bring it down once more. "Me want more food to! You bring now, or big brudda beat you!" The little ogre's beady eyes set upon Gorkall as well, as he had to look up from his much smaller sitting posistion. The larger ogre spoke up once more, "Me Kresh," His voice was boistful as he spoke, "Me strongest ogre ever. You puny man, get food for mighty kresh." His brother spoke up once more, "Get food or get beaten, mighty brother beat you!" The two began to laugh, finding the idea of battle against the smaller ogres amusing. Well, smaller to the one.

Gorkall let his dulled-eyes narrow as the Ogres defied his ruling. The Behemoth among men growled lowly as he raised his hand and brought it into a firm punch across the smaller of the twos head. The crack of his blow echoing through the tavern as Gorkall shook his hand off. He then looked to the larger Ogre; Kresh. "Step outside you insignificant baffon. I'll show you weakness." Gorkall would then turn to leave the tavern, knowing the larger Ogre would follow.

Kresh sat there stupid looking as the brother ogre was punched full on by Gorkall. Eyes grew furious with rage as he moved to his feet. His hands moved to grip the weapons upon his back as the smaller ogre issued his challenge, the massive ogre now upon his feet as he stared down at him. "Me want fight now!" Uncaring of the larger words the other ogre used, he followed him outside, grabbing tables and throwing them off to the side as he moved through the establishment. Shreg the whole time however, had been dazed from the punch, never having before been in combat as the older ogre had always done it for him. Finally standing, he moved in the wake of the furious older brother, his hand rubbing the spot that had been hit as the blue one moved about. Upon finally catching up to the smaller man, Kresh let out a bellowing roar, issueing his response to Gorkall's challenge as his feet began to stomp upon the ground, the very earth shaking under the massive ogre's weight.