Shalar Yotul Azari
Beast Barbarian 3
AC: 15 HP: 32/32
PP: 13
Rages: 3/3
Conditions: none

Shalar gave a surprised whistle as the goblin delivered an abrupt breakup letter to its own spinal column. She edged forward and gave it a casual kick, watching how its neck flopped unnaturally.
"Sure dead, yes. Well, saves us the effort of doing it, I suppose."
Quickly losing interest in the goblin's suicide, she ended up prowling away, just in case there was something else to fight still hiding. And more than that - fireworks. She wanted the repay the enemies in kind with that clever little trick they'd pulled.

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Shalar Yotul Azari did not need to sleep. It came with being a none-blooded orc: unlike her full-blooded brothers, she was an orc only in spirit. This did give her extra time to look for trouble or vice versa. She spent some of her extra hours looking for fireworks she could blag or permanently borrow, figuring if any left, their owner would be happy to give them up for the promise of a few exploded goblins.

In the end, she didn't sleep, but cushioned by her bearskin she curled up for a few hours in the shade of a tree in a good place to watch the sunrise. She dreamed the not-dreams of trancing: her mind replayed old hunts, the prey's smell of sickly yellow fear, the taste of enemy blood. Unconsciously, she would twitch in the recollections, limbs desiring to spring once more to the attack.

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Her morning routine was simple. She would jump into the river, swim about a bit, and washing was all done. Then it was to the Inn, where free breakfast was provided.

She dug in to the free breakfast with gusto, gulping down literally inhuman quantities of ham, black bread, and eggs.
"Doubt it wants to talk. Had the gubbaz kill himself, after all, yes? It was very afraid of us learning more about it! Position of weakness. And when the belly is shown..." She grinned, showing off her sharp teeth. "You go for the guts, yes?"


She took another ham hock and clamped it between her teeth to free up her hands to scoop up one of the boxes of food. She took back the ham in one of her hands and pointed it like a sword in the direction of the distant goblin base.
"Let us go. There is battle to find!"

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During her spare time, Shalar will try to find some of the fireworks if there are any left over from last night, telling anyone who asks she think they might work well against the goblins, as they are small and weak but numerous.