A cold sweat breaks out on your face as you pull yourself to your feet
to face your opponents.
As the first one enters the semi-light of the alley you realize this
will be no easy task,each of the creatures(as they came nearer you
noticed they were orcs) is equipped with not only a sword but also a
mourning star,a double-sided battle axe,and several assorted
hammers,chisels,and knives.
Fearing for your life, you desperately grope for a weapon of some
sort. Your hand suddenly falls upon a sharp-ended wooden stick.Having
exceptional spear and javelin skills you figure this will be an easy
fight,though you are dizzy, sweaty, and uncertain of who your
attackers are.