Oouga was relieved that they'd understood... sort of. he'd been tryign to ask them if it was a good idea, but they went with it. As a result he hoped that Eric's shield could protect everyone close enough... no tellign what was back there. But, as he'd learned in the pit, those Orc's would be back... and any avenue of escape could be beneficial.He stepped back far enough to be able to use the whip, but was close enough to still be in range and sight of whatever might be on the other side. He took a well-balanced stance, trying to throw some comfort to the otehrs, geared mainly at Presto... as this guy seemed to believe in him.
"Oouga... save... help... elf. You... Pesst... Pesst..." Grunting, he acknowledged to himself that he just couldn't pronounce Presto yet. He tried something else. "Wizzer... Pesst... Wizzer?" He nodded towards the man's green robes and hat. "You spell... help save?"
He hoped the red-head would know what to do. Oouga hadn't had much experience with the nerds or geeks in school, being totally into the sports scene, but he did know that the nerds and geeks had the quickest brains. Maybe this nerdy looking man would prove their biggest asset when dealing with their newest person.
