[pnpgm] Mournath's actions

[Gilbert Isla]

[SORRY for not posting much lately folks! I've been neck deep in
layout and editing work. The storms brought from Ian have also been
playing hell with internet and power]

[IC] Being a soldier for most of his life, Mournath does not care for
this ritualized form of battle. He understands what little chance the
party has of surviving if this escalates to whole-sale slaughter.
Running to the tree lines is fruitless, as he agrees that they'd be
picked off by arrows before they made any progress. The Tuskers would
grind them into the ground with their superior land speed if they were
to take off across the ground. Still, this might devolve into a battle
royale soon enough and perhaps, during that chaos, they could slip
away. The chances are grim either way. Mournath casts a prayer to what
gods might be listening that their own champion will fare better than
the elf that is being carried away now.

[Action] Mournath can do little but watch and wait. He makes sure his
weapons are at the ready, scans the assembled for any sign that
someone may break the ritual combat or try for more deceitful
leverage.