8 orcs and a dwarf walk into an excavation……

 
After a day of slimes dropping on us Baric, Blithe, Tuath, and myself consulted with Norbus and Dazzlin about what to do after we cleared the ruins of these annoying gelatinous creatures. As we walked back into the altar room we found a crescent shape symbol on the floor. Now I have nothing against random symbols and shapes appearing here and there but our cleric, Baric (hey that rhymes!) decided his god needed to smite the thing to death with all things holy. It appeared to damage the floor and that was it while the elf then went ow #$%^%$ and held his neck. I had to roll my eyes at this for come on! Attention much? “We” decided we needed to bury the whole chamber again. After finishing a day of back breaking work shoveling and toppling I looked around to see that Tuath had conveniently disappeared into the woods to “make arrows” and “whatnot.” Typical. Also it seemed like Blithe’s personality had changed overnight. Maybe it’s the new relationship she seems to have forged with Tuath. I don’t like it for I find he is a bit too controlling on what she can do and say but maybe it’s just me.
 
We settled in for the night. I dreamed of exotic and erot….er then the elf screeched, jarring me out of my slumber. We were being overrun, a din of shouts in dwarfish and orcish could be heard out the entrance of the excavation. I grabbed my javelins and my meager club and immediately shielded Baric from any harm, light or line of sight that could hurt his eyes. Then I spied through the door the ugliest fellow dwarf I have ever laid eyes on; running towards us with all his might. Javelins came out of the darkness and through the door like frantic ravens during migration. (Wow, poetic) I threw a my ready javelin, connecting with the lead orc at mid shoulder. Baric and I ran to and flanked the front door (sometimes my bravery astounds me) as additional orcs appeared out of the darkness. It’s all a blur from here as I missed….er I mean parried numerous blows but was hit several times, Baric then healed me before eventually going down. The homely dwarfs name was Balderdash and he along with Tuath started yelling instructions at me. I’m a seasoned veteran and didn’t appreciate they’re lack of appreciation for a good club but it was: “Use this handaxe, no use a great axe….” Baric even mumbled up from his state of unconscious: “Don’t step out of the dooooorwaay”. Wanting to get along with my group I went along and we eventually vanquished the what was eventually counted as 8 fetid orcs. Looting and more later.