The Great Viking Hunt (Ogtuk-luk, Kirima and Qannaq)

[DSIGFUSS]

In all the confusion, Mannitok grabs the Thule boy Tongusac by the hand and charges to Ogtuk-luk’s call, leaving Oddlog and Kirima behind. Panicked by the woman’s scream, Kirima rushes to the south end of the Thule village only to round a corner. The cries of sorrow filled pain grow louder as she approaches a half burnt down hut. The muffled screams are most definitely coming from inside the hut though Karima can’t see through the blackened walls.

Meanwhile in the northern section of the Thule village, the wounded Viking slowly approaches Ogtuk-luk, limping with his axe held high in the air. He swings with a crazed look in his eyes. Qannaq sidesteps around the Norseman to Ogtuk-luk’s flank. The old venerable hunter seems very calm despite the horror all around him.

ooc- dodge or parry the Vikings attack. (+10%) and give your actions please. If you are going to attack, then rolls.
ooc- spot hidden Ogtuk-luk

[ryansommer]

Ogtuk-luk quickly raises his bow and barely parries the attack as he staps backwards to give himself some distance. In one fluid motion, he raises his bow and fires an arrow at the injured Viking. The arrow sinks deeply into the already blood soaked flesh of the raging warrior. The arrow dissappears up to the fletching, damaging many of the Vikings internal organs.

Wrapped up in the heat of battle, Ogtuk-luk fails to spot anything.

[Airbornexo]

Qannaq grimaces at the impulsive violence of the stranger and gently pivots his heavy stone-tipped spear as though it is as light as a feather. With a practised easy he continues to circle around the crazed norseman biding his time but intent on his target and unaware of anything else.

As Ogtuk-luk's arrow strikes the stranger he darts in and delivers a jab with his spear tearing into the man's flesh.

"Steady Ogtuk-luk, the wounded beast is more dangerous," he cautions in a low growl as he steps back into the ready position.

[Kirima]

[ooc: Listen 65% Sneak 70% 1d100=91, 1d100=69]


She approaches the hut, taking care not to make a sound.

[DSIGFUSS]

Kirima approaches the hut and peers through a space in the fire blackened wall where the driftwood had parted and not burned. To her shock and horror, Karima saw a large Viking in black furs and dark matted hair thrusting atop a poor Thule woman. The Thule girl had not yet given up her fight. She clawed desperately at the Viking’s face leaving trails of bloodied scratch marks down his cheek and neck. She pushed with great effort on the Vikings chest to free herself from his grip but she was not strong enough. The Viking back handed the Thule girl with a steel fingered glove sending the woman rolling in and out of consciousness while the Viking continued. Karima had never seen such a display of twisted barbarism in all her life. For a brief moment she could do nothing but stare. Then Karima heard the crunching of snow behind her. She turned and saw Oddlog walking slowly towards the hut wall she was crouching at. He had a strange lusty look in his eye. It suddenly occurred to Karima that there were no Dorset hunters around. She was alone. Oddlog was making no sudden aggressive movements towards Karima but the fact that he was Viking remained and the look in his eye told a story that Karima would not likely want to hear.

Meanwhile on the North side of the Thule village, the injured Viking stumbles as Ogtuk-luk’s arrow pierces his chest. He brings his sword crashing down onto the Shaman Protector’s bow. The bow cracks slightly under the weight of the Vikings axe but should not be too worse for wear. Another strike like that, however, and the wood will no longer serve its purpose. Then Qannaq lunges with his stone spear. The Viking armor absorbed some of the attack but the sharpened stone finds flesh and the Viking drops to the ground moaning something about Valhalla and Skraelings, a word the Dorset hunters had learned was meant to demean and disrespect the Inuit people.


ooc- Ogtuk-luk and Qannaq do not yet know Karima ran the other direction. Please post accordlingly.

[ryansommer]

Drawing his spear, Ogtuk-luk finishes the barbarian off. Glancing around, he sees that he and Qannaq are along. "Kirima! Where is she?" he asks, panicing.

At a frenzied pace, moves off to where he last saw Kirima.

[Airbornexo]

"I know not my friend." Qannaq wipes off his spear on the ground before dropping to one knee to close the eyes of the now dead barbarian, muttering something under his breath. He turns quickly, hurrying after the eager Ogtuk-luk and catching up with him after a few paces, "they cannot have gone far." Qannaq strains his ears to catch a sign of the others but hears nothing but the gentle moaning of the wind.

OOC - Listen Roll (1d100=56) fail by 26

[Kirima]

The scene in the hut, the viking on top of the Thule girl, is curiously unsettling in a way she can not begin to explain - each thrust makes her flinch; Kirima feels like a sadistic voyeur.
Oddlog's arrival and his obvious thoughts are extremely frightening. She realises that her brethren are at the other side of the village. What to do? Kirima smiles at Oddlog and gently pats his arm, she indicates the other Inuit and wags her finger "not now," then she points inside the hut and draws her hand across her neck.

[DSIGFUSS]

Oddlog seems to understand Kirima almost instantly. The Vikings eyes even lower from Karima's as she catches the Viking beserker and reads the naughty thoughts on the forfront of his mind. He then steps into the burnt down shell of a hut and calls out to his fellow Viking.

Leggja af stað hana og bardagi mig þú hundur! There er eini dauði fyrir þú!

The Viking stops suddenly and laughs, throwing the bruised and battered Thule woman to the side. He draws a large heavy axe and heaves it over his shoulder. Oddlog is unarmed and picks up a large whale bone that had been used in the hut's construction. He backs up and takes a defensive stance in front of Karima as the unkown Viking readies himself for combat.

Þú vildi deyja fyrir this skraeling kýr?

The Viking charges and swings his axe before Oddlog can press the attack. Oddlog parries the axe and to the side and swings up with the makeshift club, catching the Viking on the side of the head. The Viking stumbles slightly before regaining his composure. He wipes a smear of blood from his lip and chuckles madly to himself. As the combat begins, karima notices a quick change in Oddlog's mind. His eyes glaze over as the heat of battle washes over him. His eyes now filled with a terrible rage Karima recognizes from his display in the Elder's hut. Karima had calmed the savage before with just the sound of her voice but Oddlog had not yet drawn blood when she first tried to calm him. Now he was fresh in his beserker rage and he went at the Viking like a wolf gone mad with bloodlust.

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ooc - actions Karima.

[DSIGFUSS]

Mannitok and the Thule boy Torngusac arrive late to the scene in the Northern end of the village. Torngusac stared intently at the dead Viking and Mannitok quickly rushes to Qannaq's side.

Are you alright Qannaq! Are there any more?

Then as Ogtuk-luk races off, Mannitok realizes the mistake he had made, leaving the cheiftain's daughter unprotected. He races after Ogtuk-luk shouting back to Qannaq.

Watch the boy! We'll find Karima.

As the two hunters take off to where they had left karima. Torngusac suddebly looks to Qannaq and puts a finger to his lips. He points to an adcacent hut across the path that divides the Thule village in two.

ooc- Spot Hidden Qannaq.

Ogtuk-luk reaches the crest of snow where he had left Karima only to find two sets of tracks leading to the southern most part of the Thule village.

ooc- Ogtuk-luk track roll please. If you fail then roll a listen check.

[Kirima]

Kirima doesn't say anything which may distract Oddlog. She watches on with interest, ready to flee if the combat goes badly for Oddlog.
[ooc: Can Kirima easily rescue the Thule woman?]

[DSIGFUSS]

ooc - Yes. You'd have to run past the combatants but as long as noone notices you, you're good. Roll a sneak to get by them for sure.

[Airbornexo]

OOC,Spot hidden [url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2456748/]1d100=50[/url] fail by 10

The wind whips in Quannaq's face distracting him from scene...

[Kirima]

[ooc: Sneak 70% (1d100=83)]

She edges round the panting bulls, to reach the Thule woman, but, clumsily stumbles against a cooking pot.

[ryansommer]

Ogtuk-luk gets lucky and notices the tracks healding off.

[DSIGFUSS]

Torngusac walks slowly up the path, heading towards a hut that appeared to be nearly untouched by the fire. His eyes look more bemused than afraid as they dart from the hut to Qannaq and back again as he sneaks closer and cloaser to what Qannaq no recognizes as the Thule Shaman's hut.

Meanwhile... Karima races to the Thule woman's side. In her panic, however, she knocks over a colorful mud pot and the Viking turns on her. Smashing his steel gloved hand across Karima's face. (4 damage)

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Karima falls to the charcoal covered floor just meters from the Thule girl, now weeping and praying to the gods for deliverance. As the Viking's fist hits Karima, she nearly loses consciousness and a flash of white light or white spirit crosses her minds eye.

Oddlog rushes to Karima's side and brings the whale bone down on the Vikings arm that dared strike Karima. He calls out in Norse but his words or so drowned with venomous spit and anger that not even his fellow Viking could understand him. Both Vikings begin grappling and clawing at each other as their battle took a even more savage turn.

Ogtuk-luk moves quickly through the south side of the Thule Village, discerning whose footprints were Karima's and following them as best he could. ( A difficult task amongst a village that had seen such carnage lately. )
Ogtuk-luk then hears fighting from a nearby hut and the sudden anguished cry Karima makes as she is struck to the floor by an unknown foe. Mannitok who had been following Ogtuk-luk looks to the Shaman Protector with wide worrisome eyes.

Karima! No!

[ryansommer]

With grim determination Ogtuk-luk moves forward with more purpose than ever. His knuckles white under the fierce grip he has on his spear.

[Airbornexo]

Qannaq hurries to catch up with Torngusac and places a hand on his shoulder, "not so fast little one, there may be more of the invaders around." Peering carefully at the hut he points to the tell-tale signs of a shamen and adds, "remember that the shamen and the wolf share the same nest."

He approaches the hut cautiously and attempts to peek inside...

[Kirima]

<SPRAWL> amongst the pots.

[DSIGFUSS]

South Side of the Thule Village : Burned Down Hut.

Karima is dazed from the Viking’s backhand and lies nearly still next to the Thule girl, now weeping uncontrollably. She unconsciously cradles the Thule woman in her arms and gently strokes her hair. Karima smiles…

Then Ogtuk-luk peers through the half burnt hut and immediately his eyes are drawn to Karima on the ground. Her eyes white and her pupils rolled into the back of her head. She rocked gently back and forth cradling a poor Thule woman in her arms. The Thule woman looked beaten to a pulp. Ogtuk-luk was certain he had seen the look in karima’s eyes many times before on Yurlaria as she prepared herself for a journey to the spirit world.

Then the Shaman Protector’s eyes darted suddenly to the battle raging before him. Oddlog and a fully armored Viking swung madly at each other; Oddlog with a large smoldering whale bone and the Viking with a sturdy steel axe. Oddlog ducked and swung at the Viking but his bone club finally splintered on the Vikings heavy chain armor. The Viking laughed and kicked Oddlog to the ground before turning his gaze to Ogtuk-luk and Mannitok. He scowled and shouted something about Skraelings before motioning them forward with his axe.



Koma til faðir skraelings.