"That you may be, but you are an Orc. Which means you are as thick as the walls of our cities." Alaysius taunted, before glancing at the Dwarf, "You have my thanks."
Alaysius stared at the Orc, both he and the Dwarf circling him. Alysius circled right, the Dwarf right. Best to split the target.
Alaysius suddenly stopped and fell to his hands and knees, screaming. His body seemed to shake and the air around him became warm. His hair lengthened a little and seemed to grey at an alarming rate. He then turned his head to the Heavens. And he roared.
His normal grey eyes went a pale, icy blue and seemed to glow. His hammer seemed to glow also, a near invisible flame dancing across it huge head.
Alaysius pulled himself up and grinned wolfishly at the Orc, his teeth bared, "That's better."
((I was blessed by Ulric. I'm not stronger or anything. Just refreshed and my pain forgotten. It's still there though, so I still have a ruined leg, I'm just not thinking about it! ))