The Adventures of Wress, Goblin Shortstack (JennyDK and Lookin4fun)

[JennyDK]

OOC: How do you feel about them being completely honest and open about their interest in her body and their heavy lust for it? I think it suits monsters pretty well, myself :3

Wress reads over the various details of the papers, taking note of any of the important stuff. She does wonder why it says they are of different elements, as that part makes little to no sense. Thus, she disregards something like that. Thankfully, she is indeed a magic user and a powerful one at that (according to herself), so it seems like her two companion mainly would be able to stop these trolls from reaching her and hurt her."Allright. It seems like you two will need to block me off from getting hit by those trolls and I can deal with them from behind", she let them know whilst they walk.

[Lookin4fun]

The pair nodded in acknowledgement of what Wress had said. Another sound of a twig snapping far away had put them all on alert. Their heads swiveled as they looked for any signs of movement or stalking figures through the dense clusters of trees. As silently as the heavy Minotaur and Troll could, they trudged forward. Yet with each step, the grass, leaves, and branches beneath their feet crunched and crackled. Disappointed, they looked down to Wress. Baran held up his hand, signalling that he thought they should stop walking, then he held a finger to his ear.

Baran could feel malevolent eyes watching him, staring him down. He switched his axe to his other hand and glanced over at Tartek. The troll was scanning over the trees, also looking, but he wasn't know for his perception. Baran shook his head and held back a sigh. Suddenly, not far off the shuffling of a foot crashed through the dry autumn leaves and split the short lived silence. The jib was up and Baran called out, "Show yourselves!"

"Well well well. Looks like we've got some visitors!" came a voice that erupted from the behind the trees. Out stepped a lanky red and orange creature. His wild long hair hung down in fiery red strands. A goatee adorned his pointed chin, which hung below his devilish smirk. A tunic hung about his waist and tufts of hair sprouted along his forearms and legs. The fire troll cast his eyes lustfully over Wress, taking in every curve of her body.

A short pudgy troll stepped out on the other side of the trio. He was blue and grey with curly wind swept hair. Then directly behind them, a yellow and white troll emerged. Spiky shards poked out from his joints and he cranked his head to the side, stretching to show his eagerness to fight. A short mow hawk sat above his grinning visage. Surrounded, Tartek loudly cracked his knuckles.

[JennyDK]

The goblin spellcaster, as well as her two companions, eye over their foes as it seems like a fight is unavoidable. Most people likely would be quivering from a battle and even more so, from the sheer opposition these guys seem to pack combined. However, Wress is not going to let some upstart trolls like that going to outshine her or to fail her task at hand,"You two, cover my front and back, while I toss shit at these dumbasses, who thought to attack the mighty Wress...and her strong companions!", she commandeers out and before any first strike is made, she casts Light Charm on the one who looks most "empty headed", thinking him to be the easiest to target right now and hopefully making it one less opponent in this moment.