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Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Grunthor, having picked up the club of spikiness, hefted it. Testing its balance point and giving it some test swings, first with both hands like a baseball bat, then with a singular arm. At his current strength a two handed swing would do better in his mind. Sure it wasn't heavy but it was weighty and the upper portion had a bit more weight than a typical club because of the spikes.

While he tested the spiked club he was looking around. The scrabbling of claws on stone drew his attention to the new creature. A giant rat with huge fuck off teeth. It was moving pretty quick until a rock grew pincers like a crab and they began to fight. "Don't join that fight...we don't have anything that can break stone." He stated while he watched the mite and the rat fight.

A liquid rustling from the tree line dragged his attention away from the scuffle up top to the single rolling rock goo creature. Why were things seemingly stone based? It was too close to be comfortable for him, and who knew if or when it'd get aggressive. So preemptive strike it is! Striding over he let the club go low, he turned a little sideways as if he were a mobile golf player, before drawing the club back and slamming it into the rolling jelly.

He tried to aim it at a tree to bounce it off, but aside from miniature golf he had never played. If he managed such a feat a second swing, as if going for a home run, would come sailing for the rock slime. This was not going to be a good day for the jelly ball.

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Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

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Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Grunthor had meandered along with the group, listening and observing them as they traveled and came upon the northern caves. They talked amongst themselves, trying to make a plan to lure whatever a camazot or whatever out into the open instead of in a cramped cave. Honestly if he were in his old body he could have just gone in by himself, possibly, they didn't know what one of these things were. Was it like the other creatures on their hitlist? Smallish and capable of being killed by orclings?

The creating orc, Gren, offered up a spiked club to whoever wanted it. While he preferred his hands, that was only for later. He didn't have the strength or speed to take something down by punching it yet. So he quietly accepted the club with a respectful nod, he really wasn't one for too many words unless he discovered something useful. But....they still had to do something while the two in the cave did their thing.

"Do we have a plan beyond bait and pummel?" He questioned as he looked around. Sure a threat was in the cave, that didn't stop the threats outside from being a thing.

@Unkown58@Lucius Cypher@King Cosmos@Zeroth@Crusader Lord

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Zeroth Your face is an issue!

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

<Snipped quote by Steel Legion>

I think tendons would've been eaten with the rest of the meat but the organs were discarded for everyone except Grunthor I think? Lazash might've eaten some of them too? @Crusader Lord@Kazemitsu ???

@Zeroth

Grunt5hor ate everything he knew was edible without having much prep. So....the only thing he didn't eat was bones and intestines. Everything else is edible...just....different tastes for different people I guess

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Zeroth Is fine, stress is making brain not work well

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Go for the balls!

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Is short post, got no brain juices runnin x.x

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Grunthor's examination led to what was pretty much plastic feathering commonly seen in modern day arrows, even he knew of that, and thew scales became...metallic? But they weren't sharp. They could possibly be sharpened though, but they didn't need to be. They just needed to be strong, so he tried bending the hardened scales. Given their size he'd need a whole gaggle of of Eswir just to potentially get a shirt of scale, not that he had the first clue how to go about that. He was thinking about embedding them somehow into wood to make a crude flanged club of some sort. Sure his fists were his main weapon, as a human. But he was small, scrawny, and weak. He needed equalizers to level the survival field.

While the four were doing their own thing another two runts showed up, probably following the smoke trail and smell of cooking food. It seemed they snagged a Tatzelwurm and one of them had a better weapon than just a sharp rock and a thumpin stick. The one with the hatchet spoke, talking about going hunting with them. He didn't remembering hearing anything about Camazots, so why were they about to go bumbling into a cave to hunt them? Assuming it wasn't like a bear they could probably pig pile on it. Hell if they had a torch could probably blind it...possibly. He'd follow along with the others when they went.

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Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Grunthor watched the bird as the fire took it. The smells weren't pleasant, he wasn't expecting it to. The feathers took a while to catch fire, merely smoldering and falling out. The scales puffed up like a pinecone and clinked before popping off with ease. What he could salvage he did, and a message appeared making him blink. "Fire hardened scales and feathers?" He questioned aloud. Picking up the good scales he ran a finger along the edge to see if they were sharp or not. He didn't apply to much pressure, no need to wound himself.

Putting it back in the pile he watched the bird, poking it and shifting it as it cooked. After a bit more waiting he began to eat it. It didn't taste good, it was very gamey, and that chewiness meant it was undercooked. Which was dangerous on Earth. This world probably didn't have salmonella, and orcs were probably robust enough to not get really sick from eating things. Speaking of, he was capable of eating the whole damn thing. Minus the actual bones of the bird.

The system popped up telling him he got a buff from being well fed, but due to the bird being undercooked a random chance of the pepto bismol commercial. "Eating over one hundred percent doesn't net anything extra. I'm going to have a random chance of sickness, or I might magically discharge, which is explosive....do I even have magic? He stated as he thought about the skills. He didn't really like the options...but Murderous Intent would fit best. It might cause enemies to freeze up to let him land extra free hits.

The others were talking, and Esfir mentioned caves to fight some of Camazots. Sure, his scalp was scabbed over, his knuckles were a bit sore but he wouldn't be punching much yet. This body didn't have the oomph for it. Looking down he thought for a moment before taking off his loincloth to use the cloth as a small bag for his fire hardened stuff. His body was too young to warrant worrying about nudity, but he was modest enough to turn so the others only saw his green cheeks. He was clearly ready to get going to the cave.

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