A Good Ol' Lad Who Draws Sometimes

Normally I try to wait a few years before admitting my participation in a bandwagon but like come on.

What’s basically going on in the picture above is that we were trying to prevent a bunch of orcs from terrorizing the town. Their plan was to activate a large collection of exploding scrolls they had planted inside a building built along the defensive wall of the town, allowing the mass of orc raiders outside to rush through and ransack the marketplace.

Black Fang charged in recklessly (i made him a barbarian) and there was a brief skirmish. While the fight didn’t last long (again, barbarian), Black Fang’s party was able to steal the activation scroll to the explosives and hightail it out of there. After realising they were in a bad spot and that their plan was compromised, some of the yet-living orcs tried to make a panicked dash out of the building with the blood crazed gnoll inside of it. They were met by a young human cleric (with a strength of 6) who managed to use her tower shield to prevent their escape. Black Fang took a spear to the chest during the evacuation attempt, but the orc who attacked him was quickly dealt with. He had it removed by one of his teammates (the flying halfling rogue as pictured above), whose only request for payment was “throw me.” He was then catapulted forward by Black Fang’s tremendous strength, gracefully slamming into the back of the living orc who went tripping over his dead conspirators. The young girl (with a strength modifier of negative two and a complete lack of proficiency in tower shields mind you) raised the top end of her shield and slammed it into the waiting skull of the falling orc, felling him upon his brethren.