Gord Blackwell reporting fer duty Sah !

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Freedom !

Count Gord Blackwell in.....*smiles*

Hey dont you be giving me any competition !!
Put ye axe away *smiles*

I thought it was just my eyes that were faulty !
(Gord)

Unfortunately no....they were all burnt in the fire ball from the Titan

Slowly recovering from his shock Gord begans to record the details of the last creatures information.

"Titan General..another monsterous brute, but this time more lean and muscular, no weapon could be seen but his hands looked trained to kill in unarmed combat"

Gord noticed a big difference about this creature compared to the rest.

"The Titan looks very intellegent, unsure but I though I saw a spell book for a moment, this one wears true armour in the form of a helmet but nothing else except a type of kilt around his waist."

A huge explosion occurs and Gord jumps up. The Titan has found Gord.
Gord moans in pain.. "A spell caster"

Gord picks up his scorched bits of parchment and runs.....

The pain of his burns will remind him never to get to close to this deadly being.

Gord hopes his superiors will be pleased with the information gathered and he does not have to go back alone.

Twas not long before he spotted the others he sought :

What luck - both together !

"Cylcopean warrior general...Another large beast, moving a little faster than the Orge Lord, holding a massive club in his left hand, he has only one eye and a strange sort of pony tail on his head"

Gord gulps at the sight of the creature.

"The Cycopean warrior has a gastly belt with skulls hanging from it"

Gord crouches further into the darkness shaking.

Gord felt this task would be a difficult and dangerous trial....

He had spent much time as could be afforded in preparing for the journey.
When he was ready he set off for his destination -

Gord on entering the city noticed many different kinds of evil and brutal creatures
tearing apart buildings and attacking citizens. He was not here to help the poor folk who were trying desperately to keep the monsters hoards at bay. He was here to spy and provide information.

Crouched in a dark corner of the local blacksmith, he waited for what he sought.

Many hours passed, until a large forboding creature lumbered past.
Instantly Gord recognised the monster...it was the first of three he was instructed to note and take details back to his superiors.

Gord scribled on a small piece of parchment.

"Orge Lord General.....A huge creature, very broad around the middle, appearing not to wear any armour, he moves slower than other monsters. "
Gord notices the monster strike a poor peasant and instantly kills him !
"Be warned" Gord writes " His fists are deadly and can kill a man with ease"

Pah dont even mention that so called cousin 'o' mine.
Ye mean a man called Gord Fairweather.

A nasty unmannered man with no principles.....

Recruit Gord Blackwell reporting for his quest Sah !