Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 8, 2016 21:43:50 GMT -8
Lelia side strafes and slashes him in the side again. He checks it and then comes back around with another overhead, it hits her in the shoulder and a pain shoots down her arm. She yelps in pain and he turns his blade for an upward slash. Using both hands and all the strength she can muster, she pushes her brother's sword back down. She tries for a more powerful kick to his chest this time.
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Post by DM on Jul 8, 2016 21:48:40 GMT -8
He checks it and then comes back around with another overhead, it hits her in the shoulder and a pain shoots down her arm. She yelps in pain and he turns his blade for an upward slash. Using both hands and all the strength she can muster, she pushes her brother's sword back down. She tries for a more powerful kick to his chest this time. Her older brother is much bigger than her and her kick only pushes him back slightly, he grabs her under the arm and throws her onto the ground behind him. He puts his sword under her throat, "You done now?"
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Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 8, 2016 21:54:11 GMT -8
Using both hands and all the strength she can muster, she pushes her brother's sword back down. She tries for a more powerful kick to his chest this time. Her older brother is much bigger than her and her kick only pushes him back slightly, he grabs her under the arm and throws her onto the ground behind him. He puts his sword under her throat, "You done now?" Lelia waits a few seconds, waiting too see her brothers guard go down, obviously thinking he won the fight. She then tries to swiftly kick up at his sword hand, hoping to disarm him.
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Post by DM on Jul 8, 2016 22:05:04 GMT -8
Her older brother is much bigger than her and her kick only pushes him back slightly, he grabs her under the arm and throws her onto the ground behind him. He puts his sword under her throat, "You done now?" Lelia waits a few seconds, waiting too see her brothers guard go down, obviously thinking he won the fight. She then tries to swiftly kick up at his sword hand, hoping to disarm him. Her brother watches her eyes and smirks as she kicks, he slams her foot down with his own and twists his boot on her ankle, causing her to wince in pain, shaking his head he asks, "Do you yield?"
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Lelia Lancaster
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Posts: 196
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Gold: 90
Morality: Good
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 8, 2016 22:17:15 GMT -8
Lelia waits a few seconds, waiting too see her brothers guard go down, obviously thinking he won the fight. She then tries to swiftly kick up at his sword hand, hoping to disarm him. Her brother watches her eyes and smirks as she kicks, he slams her foot down with his own and twists his boot on her ankle, causing her to wince in pain, shaking his head he asks, "Do you yield?" "Be happy-y I didn't k-kick you in the ass." she stutters out, dropping her sword.
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Post by DM on Jul 8, 2016 22:23:26 GMT -8
Her brother watches her eyes and smirks as she kicks, he slams her foot down with his own and twists his boot on her ankle, causing her to wince in pain, shaking his head he asks, "Do you yield?" "Be happy-y I didn't k-kick you in the ass." she stutters out, dropping her sword. He laughs, breathlessly. "You were good Lelia." he points at her, "Good but not great, you aren't strong enough to fight like that, I would stick to dodging." he says, he extends a hand to help her up.
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Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 8, 2016 22:29:36 GMT -8
"Be happy-y I didn't k-kick you in the ass." she stutters out, dropping her sword. He laughs, breathlessly. "You were good Lelia." he points at her, "Good but not great, you aren't strong enough to fight like that, I would stick to dodging." he says, he extends a hand to help her up. "Well, you have a few more years then I do." she mumbles, accepting his hand up. "I'll keep that in mind though."
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Post by DM on Jul 8, 2016 23:01:42 GMT -8
He laughs, breathlessly. "You were good Lelia." he points at her, "Good but not great, you aren't strong enough to fight like that, I would stick to dodging." he says, he extends a hand to help her up. "Well, you have a few more years then I do." she mumbles, accepting his hand up. "I'll keep that in mind though." He pulls her up, when suddenly they hear a loud horn. "What in the bloody hells...." Rorik mutters, when suddenly he catches an arrow in the shoulder. He drops to one knee with a grunt, and clutches his shoulder. Lelia looks ahead and sees man dressed in furs holding a bow. Behind him another man dressed in furs, with a large beard and a scarred face charges towards them with a battle axe in hand. Dickon shouts out something, but Lelia can't hear him over the sound of people screaming. Rorik stands up and meets man's battleaxe with his blunted practice sword. "Lelia get that archer!" he shouts as he pushes the axe man backwards. The axe man takes a swing at Roriks head, but he ducks under it and then punches him in the face with the sword handle in his hand. Lelia looks at the archer and he begins to nock another arrow.
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Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 8, 2016 23:07:01 GMT -8
"Well, you have a few more years then I do." she mumbles, accepting his hand up. "I'll keep that in mind though." He pulls her up, when suddenly they hear a loud horn. "What in the bloody hells...." Rorik mutters, when suddenly he catches an arrow in the shoulder. He drops to one knee with a grunt, and clutches his shoulder. Lelia looks ahead and sees man dressed in furs holding a bow. Behind him another man dressed in furs, with a large beard and a scarred face charges towards them with a battle axe in hand. Dickon shouts out something, but Lelia can't hear him over the sound of people screaming. Rorik stands up and meets man's battleaxe with his blunted practice sword. "Lelia get that archer!" he shouts as he pushes the axe man backwards. The axe man takes a swing at Roriks head, but he ducks under it and then punches him in the face with the sword handle in his hand. Lelia looks at the archer and he begins to nock another arrow. Lelia grabs one of her throwing knives out of her boot, aims, then throws it at the archer. Hoping it will buy her some time as a distraction. She charges past her brothers fighting at the bow man, shortsword and buckler drawn.
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Post by DM on Jul 8, 2016 23:38:04 GMT -8
He pulls her up, when suddenly they hear a loud horn. "What in the bloody hells...." Rorik mutters, when suddenly he catches an arrow in the shoulder. He drops to one knee with a grunt, and clutches his shoulder. Lelia looks ahead and sees man dressed in furs holding a bow. Behind him another man dressed in furs, with a large beard and a scarred face charges towards them with a battle axe in hand. Dickon shouts out something, but Lelia can't hear him over the sound of people screaming. Rorik stands up and meets man's battleaxe with his blunted practice sword. "Lelia get that archer!" he shouts as he pushes the axe man backwards. The axe man takes a swing at Roriks head, but he ducks under it and then punches him in the face with the sword handle in his hand. Lelia looks at the archer and he begins to nock another arrow. Lelia grabs one of her throwing knives out of her boot, aims, then throws it at the archer. Hoping it will buy her some time as a distraction. She charges past her brothers fighting at the bow man, shortsword and buckler drawn. She charges forward, the archer removes the throwing knife from his shoulder and then aims his bow, but she reaches him before he can fire.
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Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 8, 2016 23:40:45 GMT -8
Lelia grabs one of her throwing knives out of her boot, aims, then throws it at the archer. Hoping it will buy her some time as a distraction. She charges past her brothers fighting at the bow man, shortsword and buckler drawn. She charges forward, the archer removes the throwing knife from his shoulder and then aims his bow, but she reaches him before he can fire. She bashes his hands with her buckler, trying to push the bow away so he can't block. Then goes for a slash near his neck.
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Post by DM on Jul 9, 2016 0:03:00 GMT -8
She charges forward, the archer removes the throwing knife from his shoulder and then aims his bow, but she reaches him before he can fire. She bashes his hands with her buckler, trying to push the bow away so he can't block. Then goes for a slash near his neck. She knocks the bow out of his hand and slices his throat open, blood sprays from the wound and gurgles and drops to the dirt, clutching his throat. She turns around and sees Rorik disarm the man of his axe and use it to open his guts. He plants the axe in the man's head and then kicks his corpse to the ground. "Lelia we need to get out of here" he turns to Dickon, "Dickon stay close behind me." He turns to leave the yard and they exit through an archway. Their mother and father left them at Holden on their way to Tarfield for diplomatic reasons. They left only an hour ago, maybe they are still on the road. They go into town and see a group of three raiders covered in furs walking down the street, following a lady. "Please leave me alone!" she cries out. "Just let them pass", Rorik says he feels his shoulder and looks at his blood covered hand, "we can't help her."
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Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 9, 2016 0:25:02 GMT -8
She bashes his hands with her buckler, trying to push the bow away so he can't block. Then goes for a slash near his neck. She knocks the bow out of his hand and slices his throat open, blood sprays from the wound and gurgles and drops to the dirt, clutching his throat. She turns around and sees Rorik disarm the man of his axe and use it to open his guts. He plants the axe in the man's head and then kicks his corpse to the ground. "Lelia we need to get out of here" he turns to Dickon, "Dickon stay close behind me." He turns to leave the yard and they exit through an archway. Their mother and father left them at Holden on their way to Tarfield for diplomatic reasons. They left only an hour ago, maybe they are still on the road. They go into town and see a group of three raiders covered in furs walking down the street, following a lady. "Please leave me alone!" she cries out. "Just let them pass", Rorik says he feels his shoulder and looks at his blood covered hand, "we can't help her." "The hell we can't" she point to her gauntlets. "They're wearing fur." she hisses.
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Post by DM on Jul 9, 2016 11:26:45 GMT -8
She knocks the bow out of his hand and slices his throat open, blood sprays from the wound and gurgles and drops to the dirt, clutching his throat. She turns around and sees Rorik disarm the man of his axe and use it to open his guts. He plants the axe in the man's head and then kicks his corpse to the ground. "Lelia we need to get out of here" he turns to Dickon, "Dickon stay close behind me." He turns to leave the yard and they exit through an archway. Their mother and father left them at Holden on their way to Tarfield for diplomatic reasons. They left only an hour ago, maybe they are still on the road. They go into town and see a group of three raiders covered in furs walking down the street, following a lady. "Please leave me alone!" she cries out. "Just let them pass", Rorik says he feels his shoulder and looks at his blood covered hand, "we can't help her." "The hell we can't" she point to her gauntlets. "They're wearing fur." she hisses. "The hell we will." he shakes his head. "They are holding axes." he hisses back. "Just let them pass, maybe she'll get away, maybe not. It doesn't matter.
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Lelia Lancaster
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 9, 2016 11:32:58 GMT -8
"The hell we can't" she point to her gauntlets. "They're wearing fur." she hisses. "The hell we will." he shakes his head. "They are holding axes." he hisses back. "Just let them pass, maybe she'll get away, maybe not. It doesn't matter. Lelia sighs, she hates it when her brother is right.
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