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Post by DM on Jul 9, 2016 11:54:49 GMT -8
"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. A minute passes and she can hear the screams of the woman in an alley, followed by the raspy laughs of one of the men. Lelia peeks around the corner and looks around the street. The long road in the middle of town is in chaos, burning carts and houses, men fighting, women and children being slaughtered in the street. Bandits raping and pillaging. Her brother looks down the road to Tarfield, "It won't be safe.... the woods." he mutters, "Hopefully mother and father made it to Tarfield." blood is running down his arm like red worms crawling down to his hands. "I say we go to Reaper's March, I don't think we'll make it ten minutes on the road to Tarfield... there's nothing we can do for our parents, but they may have made it. What do you think Lelia, Reaper's March or Tarfield?"
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 9, 2016 12:02:11 GMT -8
Lelia sighs, she hates it when her brother is right. A minute passes and she can hear the screams of the woman in an alley, followed by the raspy laughs of one of the men. Lelia peeks around the corner and looks around the street. The long road in the middle of town is in chaos, burning carts and houses, men fighting, women and children being slaughtered in the street. Bandits raping and pillaging. Her brother looks down the road to Tarfield, "It won't be safe.... the woods." he mutters, "Hopefully mother and father made it to Tarfield." blood is running down his arm like red worms crawling down to his hands. "I say we go to Reaper's March, I don't think we'll make it ten minutes on the road to Tarfield... there's nothing we can do for our parents, but they may have made it. What do you think Lelia, Reaper's March or Tarfield?" "Whatever is fastest, you won't get that far with that wound."
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Post by DM on Jul 9, 2016 12:26:10 GMT -8
A minute passes and she can hear the screams of the woman in an alley, followed by the raspy laughs of one of the men. Lelia peeks around the corner and looks around the street. The long road in the middle of town is in chaos, burning carts and houses, men fighting, women and children being slaughtered in the street. Bandits raping and pillaging. Her brother looks down the road to Tarfield, "It won't be safe.... the woods." he mutters, "Hopefully mother and father made it to Tarfield." blood is running down his arm like red worms crawling down to his hands. "I say we go to Reaper's March, I don't think we'll make it ten minutes on the road to Tarfield... there's nothing we can do for our parents, but they may have made it. What do you think Lelia, Reaper's March or Tarfield?" "Whatever is fastest, you won't get that far with that wound." "Yeah you're right, there will probably be a village on the way to Reaper's March that we can stop at. And the path will be safer." Dickon shakes head, "We need to get to mother and father!" he whispers loudly. Rorik shakes his head, "That's not an option right now. Stay close to me. Let's go." They start down the road towards Reaper's March, they pass a burning general store, where the owner hangs from a tree a few feet away from the door. His eyes bulging out of his skull and his face blue. "GET THEM!" a voice rasps, "KEEP THE GIRL ALIVE, SHE'S MINE!" another yells. Lelia turns and sees three bandits approaching them, one with a hatchet, another with a dagger and the last with a shortsword, all made of rusty iron. Rorik charges the one with the hatchet and slams into him with his shoulder, knocking him onto the ground. The one with the sword screams and charges at Lelia.
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 9, 2016 13:16:18 GMT -8
"Whatever is fastest, you won't get that far with that wound." "Yeah you're right, there will probably be a village on the way to Reaper's March that we can stop at. And the path will be safer." Dickon shakes head, "We need to get to mother and father!" he whispers loudly. Rorik shakes his head, "That's not an option right now. Stay close to me. Let's go." They start down the road towards Reaper's March, they pass a burning general store, where the owner hangs from a tree a few feet away from the door. His eyes bulging out of his skull and his face blue. "GET THEM!" a voice rasps, "KEEP THE GIRL ALIVE, SHE'S MINE!" another yells. Lelia turns and sees three bandits approaching them, one with a hatchet, another with a dagger and the last with a shortsword, all made of rusty iron. Rorik charges the one with the hatchet and slams into him with his shoulder, knocking him onto the ground. The one with the sword screams and charges at Lelia. Lelia rolls her eyes at predictable comment and gets in a defensive stance.
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Post by DM on Jul 9, 2016 16:11:03 GMT -8
"Yeah you're right, there will probably be a village on the way to Reaper's March that we can stop at. And the path will be safer." Dickon shakes head, "We need to get to mother and father!" he whispers loudly. Rorik shakes his head, "That's not an option right now. Stay close to me. Let's go." They start down the road towards Reaper's March, they pass a burning general store, where the owner hangs from a tree a few feet away from the door. His eyes bulging out of his skull and his face blue. "GET THEM!" a voice rasps, "KEEP THE GIRL ALIVE, SHE'S MINE!" another yells. Lelia turns and sees three bandits approaching them, one with a hatchet, another with a dagger and the last with a shortsword, all made of rusty iron. Rorik charges the one with the hatchet and slams into him with his shoulder, knocking him onto the ground. The one with the sword screams and charges at Lelia. Lelia rolls her eyes at predictable comment and gets in a defensive stance. The prepares a defensive stance, and the man charges directly into her, the man's build reminds her of a bear. He knocks her onto her back. He looks down at her and grins with stained yellow teeth. He lifts the sword above his head and thrusts it down.
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 9, 2016 19:56:26 GMT -8
Lelia rolls her eyes at predictable comment and gets in a defensive stance. The prepares a defensive stance, and the man charges directly into her, the man's build reminds her of a bear. He knocks her onto her back. He looks down at her and grins with stained yellow teeth. He lifts the sword above his head and thrusts it down. She rolls away, getting back up at a safe distance.
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Post by DM on Jul 9, 2016 19:59:04 GMT -8
The prepares a defensive stance, and the man charges directly into her, the man's build reminds her of a bear. He knocks her onto her back. He looks down at her and grins with stained yellow teeth. He lifts the sword above his head and thrusts it down. She rolls away, getting back up at a safe distance. She gets to a safe distance and the man steps closes the gap and swings at her with a savage strength.
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 9, 2016 20:12:01 GMT -8
She rolls away, getting back up at a safe distance. She gets to a safe distance and the man steps closes the gap and swings at her with a savage strength. She jumps backwards to dodge the swing, then thrusts at the opening on his side.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 13:51:03 GMT -8
She gets to a safe distance and the man steps closes the gap and swings at her with a savage strength. She jumps backwards to dodge the swing, then thrusts at the opening on his side. The blade slides in just under his ribcage and he grunts in pain. He looks at her and backhands her, she recoils, leaving her sword in the man. He pulls it out and throws it to the ground. Blood begins to run down his lips and he growls, "Bitch." He thrusts his sword towards her upper torso.
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 14:31:08 GMT -8
She jumps backwards to dodge the swing, then thrusts at the opening on his side. The blade slides in just under his ribcage and he grunts in pain. He looks at her and backhands her, she recoils, leaving her sword in the man. He pulls it out and throws it to the ground. Blood begins to run down his lips and he growls, "Bitch." He thrusts his sword towards her upper torso. She ducks under the thrust, grabbing her other throwing knife out of her boot and slashing at his gut.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 15:55:00 GMT -8
The blade slides in just under his ribcage and he grunts in pain. He looks at her and backhands her, she recoils, leaving her sword in the man. He pulls it out and throws it to the ground. Blood begins to run down his lips and he growls, "Bitch." He thrusts his sword towards her upper torso. She ducks under the thrust, grabbing her other throwing knife out of her boot and slashing at his gut. The throwing knife cuts through the fur pads, and slices a bit of flesh, but it's not deep enough to do any damage. The man grabs her by the shoulder and head butts her, knocking her onto the ground and dazing her. He raises his sword above his head to finish her off when suddenly he coughs up blood. He drops the blade and succumbs to his gut wound. Lelia shakes it off and looks at Rorik, her brother is dodging swings from the hatchet bandit, but is slowing down due to his wound. The arrow still sticks out from his shoulder, and his tunic is drenched in blood. She turns to Dickon, who is on his back crawling backwards away from the dagger bandit, crying, she has to help one of them quick.
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 16:10:54 GMT -8
She ducks under the thrust, grabbing her other throwing knife out of her boot and slashing at his gut. The throwing knife cuts through the fur pads, and slices a bit of flesh, but it's not deep enough to do any damage. The man grabs her by the shoulder and head butts her, knocking her onto the ground and dazing her. He raises his sword above his head to finish her off when suddenly he coughs up blood. He drops the blade and succumbs to his gut wound. Lelia shakes it off and looks at Rorik, her brother is dodging swings from the hatchet bandit, but is slowing down due to his wound. The arrow still sticks out from his shoulder, and his tunic is drenched in blood. She turns to Dickon, who is on his back crawling backwards away from the dagger bandit, crying, she has to help one of them quick. Lelia throws her knife at the hatchet bandit, at least trying to form some sort of distraction to help Rorik, then picks her sword off the ground and rushes at the dagger bandit.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 16:12:07 GMT -8
The throwing knife cuts through the fur pads, and slices a bit of flesh, but it's not deep enough to do any damage. The man grabs her by the shoulder and head butts her, knocking her onto the ground and dazing her. He raises his sword above his head to finish her off when suddenly he coughs up blood. He drops the blade and succumbs to his gut wound. Lelia shakes it off and looks at Rorik, her brother is dodging swings from the hatchet bandit, but is slowing down due to his wound. The arrow still sticks out from his shoulder, and his tunic is drenched in blood. She turns to Dickon, who is on his back crawling backwards away from the dagger bandit, crying, she has to help one of them quick. Lelia throws her knife at the hatchet bandit, at least trying to form some sort of distraction to help Rorik, then picks her sword off the ground and rushes at the dagger bandit. She doesn't see where it lands but she hears a yell, seemingly of pain. She rushes at the dagger bandit, he grabs her brother by the hair and prepares to slit his throat when he looks behind his shoulder at Lelia.
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 16:16:02 GMT -8
Lelia throws her knife at the hatchet bandit, at least trying to form some sort of distraction to help Rorik, then picks her sword off the ground and rushes at the dagger bandit. She doesn't see where it lands but she hears a yell, seemingly of pain. She rushes at the dagger bandit, he grabs her brother by the hair and prepares to slit his throat when he looks behind his shoulder at Lelia. " Let go of him you bastard!" Lelia does an overhead slash at him.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 16:20:43 GMT -8
She doesn't see where it lands but she hears a yell, seemingly of pain. She rushes at the dagger bandit, he grabs her brother by the hair and prepares to slit his throat when he looks behind his shoulder at Lelia. " Let go of him you bastard!" Lelia does an overhead slash at him. The blade lands in the crook of the man's neck, and she slides it back towards her. It cuts it's way through his shoulder blade, revealing bone and muscle. He yells out in pain and clutches his shoulder, releasing her brother. He violently slashes at her with the dagger, missing, before falling over and bleeding out in the dirt. Dickon yells out, "RORIK!" and Lelia turns around to see him. The bandit he was fighting lays dead, hatchet buried in his skull and knife in his shoulder, but beside him lies Rorik, bleeding from not only his arm but his belly as well, he lays on his side, a hand covering the wound, keeping his entrails inside his body. He coughs up blood and looks at Lelia, he tries to mouth something out, but can't seem to speak loud enough.
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