Tazzak sat in the back of the cavern, picking his teeth with the bone of a Corehound. Or at least he hoped it was a Corehound and one of the Rogues wasnt missing a splinter of bone. Lucifron lay slain at his feet, blood still oozing from the open wounds inflicted by the massive blades of the Skullcrusher Clan. Mogbertha and Odenn scavenged the area looking for any unbroken arrows while Gordantell reloaded his Gun.
The Chieftan was scouting the foebeasts ahead, marking them out by small differences in their body shape, size color to each of her proud Warriors. The rest of the Clan were licking their wounds. As always, Lucifron Did not die without a fight. His mindcontrolling of Greenbull still caused a few casters to wince, their flimsy robes could not stand against a Tauren gone mad by the demonic powers of this Snake.
General laughter caught Tazzak's attention as he stretched, then returned to his slumping position to wait for instructions. Grawuulf that fiesty Rogue was prepared to keep the attention of one of those Corehound Puppies. Not likely Tazzak though, grinning in his feral way.
"Gra, ah dun tink dah bes healurs be keepin yer sorrah hide in one piece!" A big wink to Relikk, 'Betta let dem plate wearin Moo's take care ub et"
With a final command, the battle was engaged. The Spawn of Magmadar fell before the onslaught of the Crusher's Warparty, spells flying left and right while Maube screeched out orders on which target to attack. These foul puppies would resurrect their fallen siblings if the Clan did not slay them within moments of each other. Tazzak stretched forwards, calling on the power of his Order, healing the warrior being shredded by the dog. 3 more packs and they faced the Giant Corehound Magmadar.
The fight was briefly explained, the Crushers were eager and bloodthirsty and the Chieftan knew not much could hold them back. The Hunters readied their special missles that would exhaust the vicious dog while the mages, warlocks, druids, rogues and warriors attacked. Alhazad, while not a Crusher, stood ready to dance the deadly game with the Dog. Tazzak watched as the Tauren warrior stretched and cracked his neck. The Troll grinned wickedly, while Alhazad was not a Crusher, he had the spirit and the loyalty of any Skullcrusher, maybe more. Tazzak was honored to be fighting beside such a formidable warrior.
With a last call from Maube, the warparty surged forwards. Magmadar charged and began to bite at Alhazad, then with a roar, he sent the Crushers scattering in fear. But Alhazad stood resolute, keeping the beast's attention. Tazzak cursed as he snapped himself out of the fear, then began to fire off rapid healing to Alhazad, could not let that brave warrior succumb. Another fear blast, but this time, right through a pile of the Dog's flaming waste. Oh it burned! Tazzak felt his skin blistering and could smell the hair burning. A shield over himself and Tazzak ran out of range to bandage himself. A cool burst of healing from two then three shamans. Hubba Uglutz and Jero were all looking out for his sorry troll arse.
A grunt of thanks and Tazzak was back in the fray. "Watch fer dhat flamin conflageratin' poo!'
A battle of endurance, a battle of dancing a dangerous game... but with one last exhausted cry, Magmadar fell, extinguishing the rune on the floor behind him.
No more Dogspawns... They had killed the father of the Corehound, Ragnaros' very own Watchdog. As the clan reveled in this victory, and waited for the beast's carcass to be skinned, Tazzak looked back the way they had come... what new horrors awaited the Clan...
(( Yes I know Maube and Tazzy cant come to the same raid but wanted it from Tazzy's eyes =D ))