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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 19, 2007 23:39:55 GMT -5
Fryse, laughing and reveling in this battle, moves unto another clansman. He dodges a rock and dives in with his axe.
Gasher finishes the work on the previous clansman and works his way to a different one, his polearm a blur as he weilds it, maniacal laughter escaping his gruesome smile.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2007 23:40:01 GMT -5
OOC: Wait Smith, I changed my post.
The courser rears, and lashes at Goldface's head.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2007 23:42:04 GMT -5
Her face twisted by a vicious snarl, Aranya thrust at Goldface with demonic ferocity. Beneath her, the courser responded to her anger.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2007 23:44:04 GMT -5
Goldface managed to block every blow, before landing stabbing her coursiar in the hind legs. As the beast rose and jump in pain Aranya's last blow caught Goldface in the neck and he stumbled to the ground his blood shooting from his neck.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 19, 2007 23:44:11 GMT -5
Taking advantage of the distraction, Selwyn crashes his mount into Lance Sands, trying to knock the man from his feet.
ETA: Oops, he's already down. Selwyn will trample him instead.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2007 23:44:42 GMT -5
Two clansmen engage Selwyn in combat after a dangerous effort Selwyn manages to bring one down.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 19, 2007 23:45:20 GMT -5
Rhodri's mount arrives at the rocks at the center of the circle.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 19, 2007 23:45:44 GMT -5
Selwyn cuts at the other, snarling.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 19, 2007 23:46:37 GMT -5
Tunak leaps to Selwyn, attacking the remaining assailant. His broadsword slices the clanmember.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2007 23:46:41 GMT -5
Aranya felt her courser's pain. She grabbed Goldface's spear before it fell and sank it into his face, smashing the gold mask. "He's dead," she said, now dismounting. The courser screamed in rage and pain, but it quieted under her touch. "Selwyn be careful. Captain Snow will stay at the back. I'm going to that molten pot. Are you all right?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2007 23:47:28 GMT -5
Gasher is brought down by a large rock thrown by a larger mountain man.
One of the Shaman lunges a t Rhodri with a large double-pointed spear, Rhodri blocks that blow with his weapon, but another shamam takes the opprutunity to bach in Rhodri's horse's head.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2007 23:48:28 GMT -5
Aranya gave Selwyn a last anxious glance, and then joined Rhodri, Horas and Yohn at the pit.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2007 23:49:57 GMT -5
The Warlock has been edging away from the battle, towards the rear.
Two more clans men charge at Selwyn and Tunak. Tunak spins, his blade still caught in the clansmen he just killed. But he dies quickly as a club brains him. Selwyn avenges him, but takes a harsh blow to his shoulder. He stumbles but does not fall.
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Post by Horas on Sept 19, 2007 23:50:24 GMT -5
Uncontested, Horas walks his horse into the circle of dark rocks. He eyes the other occupants warily.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 19, 2007 23:50:34 GMT -5
Rhodri steps from Javelin as the horse hits the ground. He'll remember that horse. Keeping his shield up, he closes with the spear wielding shaman, coming in close enough that the spear becomes an awkward weapon.
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Hope you all are well and happy.