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He never was a fast man or nimble, and realizing the man lunging at him he knows he will not be able to avoid him. His shield still on his back he relies on it for a bit of extra protection but then...
..this move takes him by surprise. Is the rider jumping? An all out attack perhaps, sacrificing stance and defence for a quick attack. Taking a half step forward while turning left he lifts his free arm in defence while trying to greet the attacker with a thrust of his blade.
Sacrifice!
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*Krayt
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The weapon clanged resoundingly. Spewing tongues of fire. The rider slapped the tip of his blade wiht an exreme precision. Even though he was strong at the tip of his blade he had not the same control to stop any momentum as at the base. The flames it produced also made hs oppnent hear exactly where it were and how it was held.
The rider span vilolently in the air. One full spin then he extended his arm and leg. It was beutiful, well fit on a stage with master acrobatic dancers. Gracefully effortless as he made moves that seemed impossible. Not just the speed but there ws something mesmerising appealing. A dance of shadows within his supersensitive mind. The Earth seemed to suck him down as he barely had touched it with his toes and but it was all he required to stop the spin and land crouncing at Hograths feet.
He felt it first now his free hand had been cut to the bone from the palm just between his thumb and fingers.
The rider span vilolently in the air. One full spin then he extended his arm and leg. It was beutiful, well fit on a stage with master acrobatic dancers. Gracefully effortless as he made moves that seemed impossible. Not just the speed but there ws something mesmerising appealing. A dance of shadows within his supersensitive mind. The Earth seemed to suck him down as he barely had touched it with his toes and but it was all he required to stop the spin and land crouncing at Hograths feet.
He felt it first now his free hand had been cut to the bone from the palm just between his thumb and fingers.
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He snarls as he feels the cut, his hand rendered useless now, the pain shooting up his arm, reigniting his anger.
Sriven by emotions and no longer his brains he attacks and feeling his opponent in front of him, crouching, the halforc bring his knee up with force, trying to smash the armoured leg into his opponent's body
Sriven by emotions and no longer his brains he attacks and feeling his opponent in front of him, crouching, the halforc bring his knee up with force, trying to smash the armoured leg into his opponent's body
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His shadow of an oppnent was quciker, further more he was also smart. In the maelstroem of emotion swirling up in wounded half-orc. He realised he had to disrupt him somehow.
As his knee speeded towards his advisarys torso. Fast and explosive, yet again his counterpart were faster twisting his upperbody so that both shoulders formed a straight line from Hograth making the knee pass barely stroking the leather armour.
He felt the sting again. Just underneath his breastplate into his lower belly. He realise that the carassing of blades as an opening move was to get an exact grasp of were the joints of the plates sat. He could not last like this forever but he knew despite the speed his armour protected all vital parts of his body and it would take much more than a few thrusts kill him.
As his knee speeded towards his advisarys torso. Fast and explosive, yet again his counterpart were faster twisting his upperbody so that both shoulders formed a straight line from Hograth making the knee pass barely stroking the leather armour.
He felt the sting again. Just underneath his breastplate into his lower belly. He realise that the carassing of blades as an opening move was to get an exact grasp of were the joints of the plates sat. He could not last like this forever but he knew despite the speed his armour protected all vital parts of his body and it would take much more than a few thrusts kill him.
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He realizes that his opponent is not hampered by the darkness at all- his or her own senses must be at least as sharp as his own.
So far none of his attacks have connected, indeed it feels like fighting a shadow, something that slips through his fingers easily. Grunting with pain as he is hit again the half orc reaches down with his wounded hand, tries to trap the hand that guides this blade while the steel is still in his body.
So far none of his attacks have connected, indeed it feels like fighting a shadow, something that slips through his fingers easily. Grunting with pain as he is hit again the half orc reaches down with his wounded hand, tries to trap the hand that guides this blade while the steel is still in his body.
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He felt his hand enclsoe around the edge not the hand as it was withdrawn with lightnig speed. He felt the hopelessness all fencers had felt when just about everything fell out wrongly. Luck failed him, his own abilities failed him. Would he die on this beach? Thoughs began to swirl in the pitch black darkness.
Hid advisary rolled away under his gappling arm. In a springing upleap he twirled himself into the air as if he danced with the winds themselves. He didn't have long but there was a opening for a offensive move as his advisary was just about to alight. His favoured distance seemed to be two meters as he had attain it and kept it more than once.
Hid advisary rolled away under his gappling arm. In a springing upleap he twirled himself into the air as if he danced with the winds themselves. He didn't have long but there was a opening for a offensive move as his advisary was just about to alight. His favoured distance seemed to be two meters as he had attain it and kept it more than once.
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The Half Orc realizes that he cannot retreat from a quicker foe, his body, already bleeding from several serious wounds, only lasting so long. He has to try to end this quickly and he tries to ignore his pain, hold the primeval fear for his life in check.
Grunting in agony, feeling his blood wettening his armour he tries to use the opportunity that presents himself, driving his blade towards his opponent.
Grunting in agony, feeling his blood wettening his armour he tries to use the opportunity that presents himself, driving his blade towards his opponent.
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Hograths blade rushed towards the crakling felt as screams as a streak of flame grew longer as it extended further from him and nearer his foe.
The rider landed faster than the blade would plunge into his cheast. In a daring quick dash he dived against Hograth missing the tip of his sword. The oddest thing just happened next he had a free chance to strike at The half-orc but he didn't. He tossed his Twin blades into the air each one just whistled past his ears. Grabbing Hograt by his sword arm he wheeled himself over the sizable man standing on his hands over his head with each hand on his respective shoulder. Their heads face to face with his opponets upside down. Dropping behind him he catched his blades in a three quarter somersault kicking himself away from his shielded back. But Before he speeded away from the half orc he let his blades carass Hograts bevor and helmet with the broad side.
He knew the next attack would be leathal. He knew where it would be aimed. He knew he could not be seen. His back turned aginst his opponent he was fairely sure that he would land at two meters distance when he had finished his graceful roll and skip to his feet in the same movement. This was it, faling this would mean death.
The rider landed faster than the blade would plunge into his cheast. In a daring quick dash he dived against Hograth missing the tip of his sword. The oddest thing just happened next he had a free chance to strike at The half-orc but he didn't. He tossed his Twin blades into the air each one just whistled past his ears. Grabbing Hograt by his sword arm he wheeled himself over the sizable man standing on his hands over his head with each hand on his respective shoulder. Their heads face to face with his opponets upside down. Dropping behind him he catched his blades in a three quarter somersault kicking himself away from his shielded back. But Before he speeded away from the half orc he let his blades carass Hograts bevor and helmet with the broad side.
He knew the next attack would be leathal. He knew where it would be aimed. He knew he could not be seen. His back turned aginst his opponent he was fairely sure that he would land at two meters distance when he had finished his graceful roll and skip to his feet in the same movement. This was it, faling this would mean death.
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This speed and gracefulness cannot be matched, Hograth knows that.
He does not try to catch his foe as he jumps away again, knows that trying to rush or grapple him will not succeed. Turning around and taking a half step backwards he brings more distance between himself and his foe, hoping that this will buy him the time he needs to react, to intercept or parry the next attack.
Blade held above his head he readies his next attack to strike the onrushing opponent.
He does not try to catch his foe as he jumps away again, knows that trying to rush or grapple him will not succeed. Turning around and taking a half step backwards he brings more distance between himself and his foe, hoping that this will buy him the time he needs to react, to intercept or parry the next attack.
Blade held above his head he readies his next attack to strike the onrushing opponent.
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The darkness fades around him shadows becoming bluer and greyer. The dusky trees infront of him. The wheat coloured wavery wet sand dunes in the low tide. The blue sky above. So vivid as a colourful painting from the shades of blackness he stepped out from. The gale lakeborn gale grew stronger. The sun was in his back albeit it was still high.
He hears a singel step to compensate for his gained distance then a stomp against something woody. Flowing the steaming of air against leather and fur.
He knew his opponent wouldn't slash all his attacks had been thursts. He felt the chill enshrouding around his gorget like a icy hand. Blood pumping as he felt his veins press his skin against the cold metal. Such a small area in the whole of his body and it was about to be strucked but where? Impossible to know.
He hears a singel step to compensate for his gained distance then a stomp against something woody. Flowing the steaming of air against leather and fur.
He knew his opponent wouldn't slash all his attacks had been thursts. He felt the chill enshrouding around his gorget like a icy hand. Blood pumping as he felt his veins press his skin against the cold metal. Such a small area in the whole of his body and it was about to be strucked but where? Impossible to know.