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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Nov 6, 2006 21:35:08 GMT
*Geordie smashes his fist in the direction of the rat's face and draws his claymore, moving to stand between Terragon and the rest of the vermin as she recovers from the blow. He leans on the hilt of the blade and addresses them.* Roight then, me buckoes, we gae ye tha chance te clear off peacably, but nae one hits Terragon without payin' fer it at her paws an' moine. Ye wanted a foight, an naow ye've got it.
*Quick as lightning, Geordie swings the broadsword up in a devastating swipe at the rat's shoulder and chest.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Nov 7, 2006 5:04:48 GMT
Well-said, Geordie, *Ayeny mutters as the loose arrow is promptly aimed and shot at some of the scruff further behind, followed by two more, to at least keep some of them from engaging those in front.* Right, no-one gets themselves killed, or I will be very displeased with them, *she informs the others sternly.*
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Nov 7, 2006 15:30:14 GMT
*Tinsy curses inaudibly and pulls her knife, snarling towards the vermin. A good-sized rat approaches the badger, grinning wickedly, only to be impaled by a thrown lance. * *About ten creatures enter the battle from the trees, mainly squirrels, but also a stoat. They wear yellow tunics and helmets with visors, and most fight with lances and shields. * *The leader, a tall squirrel with a black plume on his helmet, approaches Ashnel. *I'm Captain Regen Eale of Lord Blackstar's border patrols. You seem to the be the leader of this group, yes?..
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 7, 2006 17:43:43 GMT
OOC: Can I add that Norhin punched Terragon more or less square in the chest. That's the point where you'd do CPR; and if you get hit there, you're likely to throw up, not be able to breath properly, etc. Plus it hurts. A lot. *The rat, Norhin's, head is forced back by the blow. Even as he recovers, he finds Geordie's claymore snuffing out his life.* Geordie! *Terragon shouts weakly. Too late. Norhin is dead. The battle begins.* If he hadn't killed him I woulda! *Ashnel snaps at Terragon, moving forwards to assist Geordie in blocking off further attack on the red squirrel. Ashnel has barely gone three paces when he is stopped. The squirrel swings round, expecting to find foebeast. All the same, the mention of Tervin's army causes a low growl to rise in his throat.* Leader...? *Ashnel's mind does it's own quick-thinking. In her current position, Terragon shows no kind of leadership or anything else for that matter. Hoping that the others will be able to keep the vermin at bay and away from the newcomers, Ashnel answers.* Yes. I am Ashnel Alashia - leader of this group and for a start, I'd like t' know what the hell you think you're playing at! In case you haven't noticed a fight has just broken out and besides, Tervin's army were pacifically told not to come onto these lands!
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Nov 7, 2006 17:59:16 GMT
OOC: I know that spot We had to practice CPR and I got really sick. But I throw up easily. BIC: *Ayeny kneels down to Terri without letting go of her weapon.* Terri, are you okay? *she whispers, not taking her eyes off of Ashnel and the other, unfriendly group.*
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Nov 7, 2006 22:50:00 GMT
*Regen's eyes narrow behind his visor. *What do you think we're doing? Playing dice and drinking ale? We were in the area, if it makes you feel better, and heard the battle. You obviously need some help, especially if you're dumb enough to think you can defeat thirty gangsters with three warriors. *Meanwhile, two of the helmeted warriors, both squirrels, take up guard over Terri and Ayeny, but from a fairly good distance. *
OOC: I know that spot, too. I got hit there with a PVC pipe. But only glancing, luckily. Ow.
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Bushytail
Villager
Its so cute though it looks nothing like my charecter
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Post by Bushytail on Nov 8, 2006 2:53:30 GMT
**Bushytail comes up hoping she doesn't scare anybeast.Taught to spy she had watched wondering what would happen but unsure if she should hang back or join right away.She glances over her shoulder to double check Pinebright was behind her then adds cooly her paw resting on her dirk.**No,five warriors. **Behind her Pinebright wonders how much she's really like her sister.Not as easy to take leave of common sense but a wild spirit all the same.Staying calm is hard but still managable to bluff at least.Deep breath now then let it out real slow.Don't show any emotion keep it all masked.**
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Nov 8, 2006 3:01:10 GMT
*Geordie glares at the newcomers, daring the single stoat to do anything that might be construed as a threat, still standing in his protective position in front of Terragon. He remembers to keep one eye on the miscellaneous, motley vermin, ready to swing his blade again if one of them advances.*
OOC: Oh yeah, I know that spot. Took a soccer ball there hard when I was ten, knocked me flat on my butt in the middle of a game. Coach was not happy...
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 8, 2006 19:31:19 GMT
OOC: Last time that happened to me, Oakpaw Sirc'til (if anybeast knows him) turned suddenlt and being the not-quite-realising-own-strength person that he is, accidently hit me. Seems like everyone seems to have got themselves injured in similar ways. BIC: Ten warriors, *Ashnel growls, not appreciating the other squirrel's sceptism (sp?). He glances at Terragon.* Nine warriors. *The dark squirrel makes a note to thank Bushytail and Brightpine for their dramatic entrance to the battle later. In any other situation, Ashnel decides that he perhaps might like Regen. But right now, he cannot read the other's expression due to the visor and a mistrustful glare is the only retort the squirrel can muster before he turns and hurries off.* *Terragon meanwhile attempts to stand, giving Ayeny a grateful nod as she does so.* Start how you wish t' continue they say. *The squirrel observes amongst slow, shallow breathing.* An' I started by falling over!
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Nov 8, 2006 20:42:09 GMT
*Regen nods a little as Ashnel rushes off, then smirks slightly behind his visor and nods to his warriors. * *Some of them point their short traveling lances out in front, while two, the stoat and a gray squirrel, back into the ranks of villagers, shields in front. Tinsy glances at them and mutters, *Perfect timing, as usual.
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Post by Denya Shellhound on Nov 9, 2006 3:02:03 GMT
**An otter holding a javlin in both paws comes out from the woods.** Vermin. **Drops into fighting crough.**
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Nov 9, 2006 4:42:48 GMT
*Ayeny looks at Terragon now, and reaches out with a paw to help the other up, allowing Terragon to lean her weight on the other, should she so choose. I don't want to insult Terri, but she doesn't exactly look like she's in fighting condition.* We'll be fine, *she says a little jauntily.*
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Nov 9, 2006 18:47:37 GMT
*Geordie sizes the newcomer up, but quickly returns his gaze to the solitary stoat. His eyes are hard and distrustful, though he seems to be trying to relax a little more. Ach, if'n tha others trust one sech as him, Ah guess there's nae reason nae te... Geordie tears his eyes away to watch the scruffy band in front of him, daring one of them to take a whack at him or his companions, irregular as they may be.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 9, 2006 20:37:08 GMT
*Terragon gives Ayeny a grateful look, and leans against the other squirrel. By this time, she has spotted Tervin's warriors and heard Tinsy's muttered remark.* You said they would not cross the border, Stormsight! *She hisses, hostility towards the badger and Tervin refired. Terragon attempts to draw her mace, but realises that with the others so close together, it would be unwise to use the morning-star for fear of injuring them instead of the foebeast. So the squirrel finds herself armed with only the beautiful little dagger Elm presented her with on her birthday. It is a wrench for Terragon to decide to mark the blade with vermin blood, but her mind feebly murmurs "For Terralux," and those weakly thought words are enough.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Nov 10, 2006 5:11:46 GMT
*Ayeny shifts her bow to her other paw very slowly while the other's attention is focused angrily, so as not to draw Terragon's attention to it. I can manage fine with a squirrel on one paw and a bow in the other, she thinks firmly, and Terri needs the support more than I need convenience.*
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