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Gromat: (thinking) "Hrm, a knight o' dawn." (The half orc scratched his chin contemplating how he would look like as a knight. In his head he viewed a picture of what appeared to be an orc wearing armor far too big for himself with a rising sun behind, all drawn crudely in crayon.) Gromat...

Gromat: (while chewing) "The knights of Anathaeum? That's your, uh, whatsitcalled... your Order's name, right? Dunno what'cha mean about the dawn but Thaja usually keeps the cold away during the winter, though she's a bit heavy t' be used as a blanket, eh? I'll make sure to find it. Would be...

(Gromat took comfort knowing that Thaja was somewhere warm and had ample food. Though he knew she wouldn't sleep soundly without his presence he thought it'd be rude to turn down the villagers invitation to celebrate their saviors and so he left her at the barn much to her chagrin. She brayed...

(Gromat turned away from the children towards the young man who now addressed him, Sten.) Gromat: (sheepishly) "Naw, I was jus' in da right place at the right time is all. Nice t' meet cha, Sten. Marina. Tarry talked t' ya already, huh? That's good." (As he continued to listen to Sten and...

(Watching silently from the side, Gromat and Thaja saw the humans arrive and give their token of thanks.) Gromat: "Aw thanks. You didn't have to do that." (Upon seeing what the gift was Thaja's eyes grew wide, pupils fixed upon the basket, already her hooves slowly stepping forward towards the...

Gromat: "Yeah. Sure. (After taking the contianer in hand he opened it which revealed what looked to him like... sand. Very fine greyish sand. Cocking an eyebrow he walked over to the closest graves and began throwing pinches of the dust within the shallow pits uncerimoniously much like a farmer...

Gromat: "Nah, I'm not much of a drinker myself, but if y'know 'bout any places dat serve somethin' decent t' eat then let me know, Tarry!~" (Enthusiastically patting his stomach, Gromat let out a hearty laugh before attentions shifted to the grim task at hand. Syr Josai had tasked Tarid with...

(Gromat rode atop Thaja listening to the now awoken lumberjack give his thanks and offer to give lodging and a warm meal at his nearby village. Even as Thaja lumbered forward Gromat expertly wrote into a book with a quill, compensating for her swaying back and forth about the dangers of the...

(In the middle of battle whilst one's focus is trained on his target the assistance of allies is seen but not with any scrutiny., but now that battle was over Gromat stared wide eyed at Syr Josai as she cast her ice magic. Having never seen magic aside the nature based spells his tribe's shaman...

(Gromat's axe bit into the last of the squirming plant creature fragments, it's barklike exterior giving way to split in two before his blade. After moment of surveying the surrounding area and sensing no more movement and the din of battle replaced with an eerie quiet, Gromat gestured for Thaja...

(Gromat felt the weight of his blow crash into the opponent backed by the momentum of Thaja and into the very spot she had weakened. He grinned ear to ear as he felt his target's form give way, his blow's force fragmenting the abomination and causing it's pieces to scatter every which way. With...

Gromat: "Get ready, girl." (Thaja pawed at the ground in anticipation of eliminating the imminent threat. Eyeing the target of her aggression with very little patience, she snorted in frustration as she waiting for her comrade's signal to strike. Groman sat upon her hump watching the magical...

Gromat: "Hoo yeah! Tha's what I'm talkin' 'bout!" (Gromat bellowed in glee as the frozen target of Thaja's rancor splintered under her bulk and sundered before her surprising momentum. As the frozen dark wood hit the ground it cascaded in a million pieces scattering every which way. Thaja mooed...

(After signing up Gromat sat down at his assigned seat and a large mug of ale was placed before him. He ignored the loud cheering of the crowd as he brought the mug up before his face to focus his senses on what laid within. Used to cooking elaborate dishes from scratch and fermenting fruit...

Gromat: "A festival, is it?" (A bald chubby half orc with wearing studded leather armor leaned on his quarterstaff while gazing over at the stage for the event. He rubbed his chin as he looked at the other participants and thought aloud as to whether he'd have a shot at winning.) Gromat: "Hm...