Eternal
No need to endanger yourself unnecessarily you think, so you start focusing on flinging fireballs at the orcs.
Maybe it’s the unstableness of the wagon as it runs over uneven land, maybe the orcs are much better pig riders than you thought, maybe you’re just out of practice or maybe it’s a combination of all three factors, but whatever the reason you don’t actually hit many of them.
Doesn’t take long before the orcs return fire with their bows. You immediately cast a personal shield to prevent being shot to death. Jennifer on the other hand isn’t quite as lucky as she is caught by several arrows. Her face is one of shock as she stares at the arrow shafts now inside her body puncturing vital organs.
She begins to fall, but in doing so she grabs on to your arm, perhaps in some sort of last attempt of begging for someone to help her. This catches you off guard and your arm is pulled away from your next spell gesture. Before you can pull away from her death grip, orcs on the other side of the wagon have unleashed their own volley of arrows and since you’re distracted you don’t manage to put up your shield spell in time.
You’re relatively “lucky” in that you only catch three arrows in the back. A grievous wound that would probably kill most, but under the right circumstances you’d pull through.
Unfortunately after getting with three arrows in the back, and already slightly off by your footing when Jennifer grabbed you, you lose complete balance due to the wagon going over bumpy land. Doesn’t help that arrows also hit the horses and collapse from their wounds which all results in you getting thrown to the ground and smacking your head on a rock when the wagon abruptly stops.
Again though, even with something as bad as this, you’d probably pull through if you had time to heal yourself through magic.
The problem is you don’t have that luxury and after you finally manage to shake off the cobwebs of your head wound, you look up just in time to see one of the orc boars galloping towards you and then OVER you. A hoof crushes your skull and the rest break your bones.
Your body broken and bloody is eventually stripped clean by the orcs and left to rot in the wasteland.
Your “return” was a short and ignoble one.
Maybe it’s the unstableness of the wagon as it runs over uneven land, maybe the orcs are much better pig riders than you thought, maybe you’re just out of practice or maybe it’s a combination of all three factors, but whatever the reason you don’t actually hit many of them.
Doesn’t take long before the orcs return fire with their bows. You immediately cast a personal shield to prevent being shot to death. Jennifer on the other hand isn’t quite as lucky as she is caught by several arrows. Her face is one of shock as she stares at the arrow shafts now inside her body puncturing vital organs.
She begins to fall, but in doing so she grabs on to your arm, perhaps in some sort of last attempt of begging for someone to help her. This catches you off guard and your arm is pulled away from your next spell gesture. Before you can pull away from her death grip, orcs on the other side of the wagon have unleashed their own volley of arrows and since you’re distracted you don’t manage to put up your shield spell in time.
You’re relatively “lucky” in that you only catch three arrows in the back. A grievous wound that would probably kill most, but under the right circumstances you’d pull through.
Unfortunately after getting with three arrows in the back, and already slightly off by your footing when Jennifer grabbed you, you lose complete balance due to the wagon going over bumpy land. Doesn’t help that arrows also hit the horses and collapse from their wounds which all results in you getting thrown to the ground and smacking your head on a rock when the wagon abruptly stops.
Again though, even with something as bad as this, you’d probably pull through if you had time to heal yourself through magic.
The problem is you don’t have that luxury and after you finally manage to shake off the cobwebs of your head wound, you look up just in time to see one of the orc boars galloping towards you and then OVER you. A hoof crushes your skull and the rest break your bones.
Your body broken and bloody is eventually stripped clean by the orcs and left to rot in the wasteland.
Your “return” was a short and ignoble one.
