Gerric's axe had done it, whatever was left gave way to his bulk as he passed through the door. Urukubarr briefly observes then passes over the disgusting twisted ones, his companions would decide their fate. He had more pressing matters to attend to. His nostrils flared as he expelled the foul odor from his lungs. What corruption this place held, he thought. Urukubarr decided to burn this place to the ground upon their departure, it was an affront to everything decent in the world.

He heard the sounds of battle coming from above, none would stop him from joining Ruark in battle. The old man looked like he had some fight in him, but not enough. "I am your death, evil one," is all the half-orc says before charging at the man with his greatsword poised for a thrust!

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Red Dice!
8 dice for a thrust while charging