"Very well.", the halforc says and draws his blade. Noticing the odd design of the armour protecting the man's knee he tilts his head in curiousity for a moment, before attempting to thrust his sword into the fiendish man's neck.
Sacrifice!
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Runes skitter alive across the odd feature as the uttered a fierce war cry in bitter defiance to his own predicament.
As Hograth thursts at what seemed at an immoble easy target there is a tremor. Footing was hard against the slick floor of ice and a thin mat of moisture from melted ice as the heat of many a beings had warmed the chilly air. Broken boards,dust and slates of ice rain down over them. In a explosive onrush the fiendling hurls himslef up striking with a sweaping stroke from his left unto right as he leaped up. The wicked blade sweaped the surrounding men's weapons with it in the arch including Hograth's own. Using his free hand to punch at the half-orc.
The witch? It made no sense. There was something else at work. A divine boon or did his advisary just had a streak of a devils own luck?
As Hograth thursts at what seemed at an immoble easy target there is a tremor. Footing was hard against the slick floor of ice and a thin mat of moisture from melted ice as the heat of many a beings had warmed the chilly air. Broken boards,dust and slates of ice rain down over them. In a explosive onrush the fiendling hurls himslef up striking with a sweaping stroke from his left unto right as he leaped up. The wicked blade sweaped the surrounding men's weapons with it in the arch including Hograth's own. Using his free hand to punch at the half-orc.
The witch? It made no sense. There was something else at work. A divine boon or did his advisary just had a streak of a devils own luck?
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He stumbles back, trying hard to regain his balance, to keep his grip on his weapon.
The witch is gone, the half orc not beieving she is behind this. She seems to play her own game, her true goals yet to determine.
But defences like those... this man must be one of importance- and a foe that shall not be underestimated.
The boy... the boy might still be around. Gritting his teeth Hograth focuses on the fiendling. This battle must be finished quickly.
The witch is gone, the half orc not beieving she is behind this. She seems to play her own game, her true goals yet to determine.
But defences like those... this man must be one of importance- and a foe that shall not be underestimated.
The boy... the boy might still be around. Gritting his teeth Hograth focuses on the fiendling. This battle must be finished quickly.
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The surrounding men raise their weapons as they regain their composure in the still strong quake. Hograth felt a strong fist hitting his helmet and forcing him back as vile forces coursed through him.
A nimbus of dark red light surround the advisary. His eyes bristling with unholy energies. His clenched teeth glistening in the rather large opening in his barbute. The scarf surrounding his neck fell off him as he wielded his wicked blade above his head in a straight downward cut.
This was no priest, he could clearly tell that. The force invoked had come from another source.
((A relex roll please.))
A nimbus of dark red light surround the advisary. His eyes bristling with unholy energies. His clenched teeth glistening in the rather large opening in his barbute. The scarf surrounding his neck fell off him as he wielded his wicked blade above his head in a straight downward cut.
This was no priest, he could clearly tell that. The force invoked had come from another source.
((A relex roll please.))
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((REF... 15))
The blow keeps him off balance and he takes another step back, turning aside to narrow his profile, arm and blade raised in an attempt to ward himself.
He blinks a few times to clear his vision, his body still shaking from the evil he just felt.
The blow keeps him off balance and he takes another step back, turning aside to narrow his profile, arm and blade raised in an attempt to ward himself.
He blinks a few times to clear his vision, his body still shaking from the evil he just felt.
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He manage to retain his footing despite the tremor and slick ice underneath his feet.
The blow lands and is halted by his crossguard. Felling the powerful dint as their twi blades locked together. He can see his advisarys face clearly as he gripped his sword with both hands trying to press the half-orc into submission in a contest of strenght forcing his blade down. His scaly skin scarlet and dark. He could see the fiendish traits was strong. The burning eyes locked into his. No avrage cambion but a powerful breed. The initiative was Hograths however as the assault had missed it's mark.
((And another strenght!
The blow lands and is halted by his crossguard. Felling the powerful dint as their twi blades locked together. He can see his advisarys face clearly as he gripped his sword with both hands trying to press the half-orc into submission in a contest of strenght forcing his blade down. His scaly skin scarlet and dark. He could see the fiendish traits was strong. The burning eyes locked into his. No avrage cambion but a powerful breed. The initiative was Hograths however as the assault had missed it's mark.
((And another strenght!
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((Total of 25!))
He keeps his blade lifted in defence and if he is able to match the fiend's strenght he will try to deflect the blade to the side, using the opening for a quick counter- pulle, or crossgoard, aimed at the open spots of the helmet, using his blade to conrol the opponent's weapon.
If now he will move back, try to pull his blade away, to ready his counter.
He keeps his blade lifted in defence and if he is able to match the fiend's strenght he will try to deflect the blade to the side, using the opening for a quick counter- pulle, or crossgoard, aimed at the open spots of the helmet, using his blade to conrol the opponent's weapon.
If now he will move back, try to pull his blade away, to ready his counter.
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It is a sruggle but he manage to wring the fiend's blade to his side. Coming crashing down splitting the ice on the floor. The pommel of his sword hitting the forehead his advisary that is thrown back from the impact.
He renewed hsi attack quickly however and swung his sword again from below in a back-hand stroke aimed at Hograths left side.
He renewed hsi attack quickly however and swung his sword again from below in a back-hand stroke aimed at Hograths left side.
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Had it been a advisary of normal strenght his blade would have slid away but infused by divine power the blade broke through and got stucked in the furrow it made just at his mid ribs. It had cut through and he felt the icy sting of metal in his flesh. His oponent veer his head at Hograths vertical slash and his blade rended through his armour between his neck and shoulder with a gush of blood. Face to face he pushed forward with his helmet pressing against Hograth's with a ear-splitting roar. He quickly realise he would have to us all of his strenght to overcome this relentless foe.
The quake grew stronger and the roof started to collapse over them the main beams still holding but creaking from the pressure. Outside they could hear clattering of wood hitting Wood and rock being split and rumble as the fragments rolled from higher ground.
Their bulky bodies collided. Metal shrieked as harmonium breastplate ground against harmonium breastplate making a dent in the central Ridge. Pulverising the enamel into flakes and exposed the naked metal.
((What metal is his armour made of?))
The quake grew stronger and the roof started to collapse over them the main beams still holding but creaking from the pressure. Outside they could hear clattering of wood hitting Wood and rock being split and rumble as the fragments rolled from higher ground.
Their bulky bodies collided. Metal shrieked as harmonium breastplate ground against harmonium breastplate making a dent in the central Ridge. Pulverising the enamel into flakes and exposed the naked metal.
((What metal is his armour made of?))