[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QCgTnAH.png[/img][/center] [hr][@Zeroth][@Duthguy]

A shudder broke Jason from Geir's memories as his foot was grabbed from below [color=darkred][i]He can retaliate??[/i][/color] though he tried to lock his hands beneath the younger warrior and sprawl, his brief moment of shock prevented him from securing his grip.  As they grappled, Jason took notice that the boy's arm had turned into a thick wooden log, studded with iron nails; likely relating to this 'Ironwood' he was from.  Taking blow after blow from that heavy limb, Jason had to cede the higher position to the fiery-haired barbarian as he tried to block the oncoming blows. It was at this point that Geir; ready to bring the fight to an end, had brought Jason back to his feet, calling him an 'Ashyran'. [color=darkred]"I've never even heard of such a people."[/color] Jason taunted, a smirk spreading across his face. 

[color=darkred][i]The longer I can keep him focused on me, the more time I'm buying for Danny to get away.[/i][/color] Jason twisted in Geir's grip has he slid his feet between the boy's legs; dark flesh, and a beaten uniform become jelly in an instant-- as the man became a slime under Geir's legs!

Springing back up behind the boy, Jason lowered himself; gripping his upward-facing right wrist with his left hand, using the momentum of his continued twisting motion to step his right leg over Geir's. [color=darkred]"Well [b]Geir of Ironwood[/b], my name--"[/color] positioning his hips in the mid; continuing to twist, as he drove his legs into a second throw, [color=darkred]"[b]is JASON[/b]!!!"[/color]