[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be][center]Kyra Altham[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory [b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] 11, Ash with remaining Jackel [/center] [center]~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~[/center] Nearly seven foot tall Orc vs a little taller than five foot tall human. Yeah, the odds did not look for this fight and Kyra wasn't naive enough to think anything else. Strength was not going to win out in this fight, neither was stamina. She would have to be quick about it and with the way the fight was going; the quicker the better. If she had had a moment to be grateful that Ash was with her tending to the Jackal she would have been but again, speed was essential. [i][color=a187be]"Bide your time though,"[/color][/i] she thought to herself. Even when speed was of the essence, jumping feet first into things usually wasn't the best way to go. 11 glared towards her as she brought her sword before her, gripping it loosely with both hands. She stood there, unwavering, with her feet just shoulder width apart. She wasn't watching the orcs eyes, she was watching his form. Concentration had kicked in and the world around her seemed to fade away. Only what needed to be focused on was at that moment. [color=a187be][i]"Just a little longer,"[/i][/color] she told herself. 11's hip finally shifted; he began to move. Left foot, right foot; swinging the axe in his right hand out as he moved to charge her, the one in his left pulling back slightly. Kyra still didn't move as he came closer. The tip of her blade even with her chin as she continued to grasp it in both hands. [color=a187be][i]"Wait for it."[/i][/color] The axe from his right came swinging in horizontally when the orc felt he was close enough to strike. For him it was his midsection, for Kyra the blade of his axe would connect with her throat. His left hand rising in the air, bent on coming down on her right side to keep her from behind able to move out of the way. For Kyra stepping back was not an option. Ash and Jackal were jaws locked behind her in their own battle at this point. Stepping to the left meant sure beheading. Stepping to the right meant a skull crushing blow to the skull. Up was not an option right then. The Orc was much taller than she and she had no room to take enough short steps to go over the man. Forward. Forward was the only way to go. And now. Just as the right axe came swinging through Kyra dropped to her right knee, her left leg sprawling out in front of her and sliding through the mud. The slick surface aiding in her drop right between 11's legs. Her sword, just being gripped in her left hand came down and through the orcs inner right thigh; severing through the adductors in one clean downwards slice. Her right hand gabbed his left ankle; haulting her momentum. A quick turn of the hilt in her hand and a drive straight up through the groin and into the body cavity was all she needed, the tip of her sword's blade shimmering red as it peeked out through his ribs on the front of his chest. Spinning on her rear as she pulled her legs in together she slide back on her heels and stood up behind 11, ripping her sword out from what appeared to be his rectum from the vantage point of others. 11 toppled to the ground, lifeless . His face crushing into the mud and earth below for a brief moment before it was covered by the lifeless body of a jackal as Ash tossed the remains of his own foe atop of his master. Kyra shook her head slightly, clearing out the concentration so she could focus on her surroundings and took note of what else was happening around her right then. There were still a few standing or attempting to and it seemed several of those that had joined the group for the night were injured. Injuries would have to wait. The few remaining were on the other side of the camp from her; that's where she needed to get to first. Shaking the remains off her sword she slipped around the back side of the camp fire; moving counter clockwise to the back of the wagon, sheathing her sword as she went. [hr][hr] [hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=6ecff6][center]Updates[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [b][color=6ecff6]Season:[/color][/b] Late Fall/Early Winter [b][color=6ecff6]Time Of Day:[/color][/b] After Sunrise on the 2nd day [b][color=6ecff6]Weather:[/color][/b] Storm is holding for now. [b][color=6ecff6]General Ambiance:[/color][/b] Shit hitting the fan is am ambiance isn't it? [b][color=6ecff6]Location:[/color][/b] North of Salarn in the region of Gorlf. South west of the Orc Settlement of Yzewz [b][color=6ecff6]Setting:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory [hr][hr] 5 - Orc: Priest - War Type - Wielding Hammer, one handed wield - Dagger pulled out and pulling 5:30 out from under the horse. 5:30 - Orc: Lancer - DisMounted - Long Sword Drawn - Charging at Keystone - left leg pinned under unconscious horse [s]6 - Goblin: Alchemist[/s] - Unknown Type - Palming an opaque flask - Killed by Keystone - I think, or was it just his twigs and berries that had their soul leave them? Anywho, declaring dead. [s]6:15 - Orc: Monk[/s] - Hand To Hand Type - Spiked gloves - Assuming this is the Orc Keystone attacked since he referred to the one he attacked as the "spiky one" - Dead TWD Style 7 - Orc: Fighter - No Special Type - Great Axe, two handed wield - trying to get a dagger out of his back [s]7:45 - Orc: Archer[/s] - No Special Type - Dead with Sona pinned beneath him [s]8 - Orc: Mage[/s] - Glass Cannon Type - Spell at the ready - Injured heavily by Cyneburg - on ground, trying to regain his breath and set off another spell [s]8:05[/s] - Orc: Fighter - Tank Type - Calling dead due to injuries and venom eventually taking full hold. [s]9 - Goblin: Thief - Unknown Type - Two daggers drawn - Attacked by Sona - Goblin is not moving, could be dead, could just be to weak to move[/s] [s]10 - Goblin: Fighter[/s] - Unknown Type - Whip - Decapitated by Kyra [s]11 - Orc: Beastmaster - Mounted on Horse - Two jackals at his side[/s] - Beastmaster - dead by Kyra, Jackals dead by Ash *Special note - When attacking you need to denote where you are attacking. If you say shoulder - well which one? Left or Right? Front or Back? Which had are you using to attack with? Left or right? Are you on their left or right side? Did you drop to your left or right knee? Are you swiping from left to right or right to left, up or down? Further we get along the closer I will be paying attention to these things. Do not leave an opening for me to go - well you damaged one arm and then attacked with a sword but you didn't state which arm was damaged and which you attacked with; so I am dropping the GM card and saying you attacked with your damaged arm, not realizing fully how damaged it was because of the rush of a battle and you just screwed yourself and hit that fucker with the force of a feather falling to the ground after a pillow fight. Do not leave me openings to exploit. [@Lucius Cypher]Your previous post is considered null and void in its entirety. Reason for this is because you did not, for the second time use the time denotions either in your header or in your post for your attack as was instructed of in the beginning of the fight and reminded of in the last update. The first round of incorrect posting was given a freebie, second time = post never happened. (And no you may not reuse anything when your turn comes up again, you must pick up from your post before the cancel one and start from there.) [@Dragoknighte][@Salrynn] [@Sigil] [@Rivaan] - So this means that if you are going to reply to Malkus you have to do it from the post before the update before this one since the last post is null and void.