The orc nomad and his female companion. (Open)

[Wicked Basket]

Jacob took a step back and pulled an arrow from the Shadow Barracks as the man began twisting and mutating into some bizarre inhuman monster. This was certainly unusual. The creature then charged him, but Jacob was easily able to teleport out of the way and fire and an arrow at the creature. Whatever this was, he was unsure if he could kill it, but maybe he wouldn't have to. All he would need to do is keep it busy until the orc and woman were able to get a safe distance away. Jacob could easily track them down later to get their side of the story.

[Gavruk]

"Let's go," Shawna alerted her orc friend. "We don't know if that cloaked man will turn against us after this fight. We better play it safe and go."

Gavruk always valued Shawna's input and the moment was no exception. He began jogging away from the trouble with Shawna and the donkey into the deep forests of Yoreiq...

[DaGlobster]

Varian glanced around wildly when Jacob teleported out of the way, and then released a half-gasp, half-moan of pain when the arrow took him in the back. He stumbled forwards a few steps before turning around, a mad smile on his lips as his flesh twisted around the arrow and spat it out. The tree monster shuddered, and fell inert, and Varian's appendages shot towards his head, all the mouths forming and unforming on his body letting loose a collective shriek, a thousand different voices as one. The black flesh below his chest started bubbling and expanding, like the froth at the top of a mug of ale, before his lower body was nothing more than a blob of black matter, eyes, and tentacles.

Varian shot towards Jacob once more, this time preemptively lashing out with his many deadly appendages in case Jacob decided to teleport away again.

[Wicked Basket]

Jacob teleported once again. This time, however, he went straight up. On his way down, he returned his bow to the Shadow Barracks and summoned a pair of dual swords. Jacob cut through the tentacles to ensure for himself a safe landing and prepared for the next assault. He didn't have to kill, just stall. Just stall a moment longer.

[DaGlobster]

Varian stopped his assault momentarily, the severed tentacles writhing around on the ground making screaming noises before they burrowed themselves into the ground. Varian smiled at this, and resumed his assault. He started cautiously circling him, an alien look and intent on his face. His upper body and arms more or less returned to normal, and Varian crossed his arms.

It was clear Jacob was being studied for a few moments, before Varian uncrossed his arms, and thrust one towards Jacob, extending a finger to point.  "Dagon take you!" He screeched.

Varian had cast a spell, and unless Jacob had some kind of strong magical resistance, he'd find that his lungs would start to fill up with sea water.

[Wicked Basket]

Jacob took a step back as he suddenly found that it was becoming much more difficult to breath. Something was filling his lungs, a notion that was confirmed when he coughed and tasted saltwater. Figuring that he  had stalled enough and not wanting to drown, Jacob teleported away to get the spell taken lifted and to recuperate.

[DaGlobster]

Fortunately for Jacob, the spell did seem to dissipate with distance. Varian snarled and looked around for him, but could not find him. He slithered around the area on his nebulous lower body, eyes everywhere and in all directions, but he couldn't find him. His body twisted back to normal, and he fell down to his arms and knees, slowly standing back up.  That made three people who wouldn't be bothering him anytime soon, and seeing as how he didn't have the time to waste, he merely decided to keep on his way. He walked over to the campsite where the fight started, and retrieved his shaded spectacles. After that, it was onwards to his next destination.

(Not much else to do here, so I'm leaving this thread to you two. Have fun!)