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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 20, 2007 0:06:25 GMT -5
Fryse continues to cleave the men to bits, his deadly strikes with his axe splattering blood in all directions. He no longer laughs now, he is simply the axe. His mind and his body are cleaving to save his men.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 20, 2007 0:06:53 GMT -5
The sword Shaman bleeding heavily from his wounds stands behind Aranya with his weapon raised high, but Beaumarin strikes him down from the side.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 20, 2007 0:07:59 GMT -5
With one eye on Selwyn, Rhodri turns to the Warlock. He raises his sword.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2007 0:09:17 GMT -5
Aranya tried to lift Selwyn in her arms.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 20, 2007 0:10:11 GMT -5
When Aranya tries to lift Selwyn, he coughs blood from his mouth. "Don't...move me."
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Post by Horas on Sept 20, 2007 0:10:21 GMT -5
"Ah," Horas says, almost regretfully, "Long enough to know, then."
Horas pulls out the knife from up his sleeve. He has carried it for years, but has never had to use it. It is coated with manticore venom; few poisons are deadlier or quicker.
Horas advances, looking for an opening to stab around the baby.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 20, 2007 0:10:59 GMT -5
Fryse finishes the last clansman attacking his archers and looks to see who is alive.
OOC: They both alive?
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Post by The Smith on Sept 20, 2007 0:11:09 GMT -5
The Warlock looks about, and then at Horas again, "You have to protect me. We are linked in ways they do not understand."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 20, 2007 0:11:38 GMT -5
ooc: Aye, but one is wounded deeply in his good arm.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 20, 2007 0:11:51 GMT -5
Rhodri says, "I don't. You will die today."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2007 0:12:09 GMT -5
When Aranya tries to lift Selwyn, he coughs blood from his mouth. "Don't...move me." "But I have to," she said. "Let me just move you out of the way..." She wiped his mouth with her sleeve. |
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Post by The Smith on Sept 20, 2007 0:13:08 GMT -5
The Warlock turns halfway trying to keep the infant between himself and both Rhodri and Horas.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 20, 2007 0:13:24 GMT -5
"You cannot leave this place until the battle is won. The Vale is at stake. I will survive this wound, I promise," Selwyn says. "I love you, now fight."
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Post by Horas on Sept 20, 2007 0:13:30 GMT -5
"Set the child down," Horas says. "We shall talk after."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 20, 2007 0:13:54 GMT -5
Fryse approaches the Warlock from behind, nodding to Horas. His axe is slung casually from the crook of one arm.
He mouths the words, Choke him?.
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Hope you all are well and happy.