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"Who was it that killed your mother?" Rogr'um knew a few of the Orcs in this area still, all of them traitors to him and his brother Skirth the Defender.

((War Chief Gishg'gul the Frozen

Elite Captain ???

Elite Captain Worthor the Wise

Captain ???

Captain Hogg the Heavy- Dead

Captain ???

Captain Urath the Ear Thief- Fighting a Dwarf!

Captain ???

Captain Koboco the Quick- Dead))

Jane looks down, "The war cheif. Killed my mother and took me, so that my father keep working on the war cheifs armours and swords," she said as a tear ran down her face, she looked back at the orc, "And I will kill him for it" she said angerly.

The partnership had ended, Rogr'um's sword softly touched the elves neck, "now I can't have ya do that." The blade drew a small line of blood but was merely a scratch... For now. "The War Chief killed my brother to get the title he desired, I can't allow a quick foot to take my revenge from me!"

Jane took a step back, "your revenge is my revenge, I just want to see him die, to see his life drain out of his eyes, then I would be satisfied," she said.

"You would swear on your life not to take my victory from me?" Rogr'um lowered his blade, "if you do I may cut you down, swear it..."

Jane nodded, "I sware," she said. She walked over to what was left of the armory picked up a long bow and another quiver of arrows, "My Name is Jane," she said to the Orc.

Losing his blade he sniffed the elf savagely, "no funny business, correct?" The sound of the battle outside came to Rogr'um's attention, "I am Rogr'um the Dishonored, an Orcish Ranger and Orc slayer..." Turning he looked outside as the Orc Captain stood above the dwarf with his axe raised high, "how good your shot Elf?"

Jane equipped an arrow out of the quiver, nocked it on the string and fired it at a orc running towards the dwarf. It hit the orc fairly in the temple, he was dead before he hit the ground, she done all this in a blink of an eye. "i say that good" she said looking at rogr'um.

(Jeston...? Dwarf, your up!?)

(you might be waiting for awhile. he havent been on for days)

Rogr'um nodded, "good shot, maybe you show me a thing or two..." His sword was now at his side as he touched the butt of his crossbow, still on the Orc's back. "For now we must travel to Judgement Hall, an elder camp ran by Worthor the Wise, we kill him and his Captains and that should draw out the War Chief..."

Jane nodded at his comment, "Lets go, then," she said as she put her bow over her shoulder.

The two began to walk, the journey was long at the start but grew bearable once the awkward silence passed, this however didn't come to pass until after they camp into veiw an pair of Orcish scouts, "Quick foot, watch," knelling Rogr'um took his Crossbow from his back and aimed it at one of the two Orcs, "whenever I fire a ranged weapon..." Pulling the trigger the bolt sailed too far up and to the left, "I can never hit a head shot." The two Orcs looked around hearing the bolt crash behind them somewhere.

Jane looked the crossbow over, "the firing mechanism is off," she said fixing it up,"Give it a shot now" she said as she readied an arrow at one of the orc backs, "aim just at the neck and the trajectory sould arc and hit the head."