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Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

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The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion - Crimson Skies

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Dogs of War: Old World Mercenaries

"Camilla," he breathed, stopping midstroke when he heard the Baron's proclamation. It nearly lost him his head, and it did earn him another scar across his cheek when he ducked the Greatsword at the last moment. But the squawk from the Baron after his next declaration brought a grim smile to Cyrdic. He knew he could count on her.

It was Hans turn to be surprised, shouting at the Baron and running to his aid. He caught the next swipe of Cyrdic's broadsword, but the big man's shoulder rush knocked him off of his feet. He hit the ground, and Cyrdic pommeled the Baron across the crown of his head, further staggering the man and sending him down onto the court floor. Cyrdic spun, and placed his broadsword's blade at the Greatsword's neck, holding it there.

"I'm sorry," Cyrdic said to his old comrade. Hans breathed heavily, and nodded to his fellow soldier. "I yield if the Baron does." he said.

"Neve-!" the Baron cried, until he felt a dagger to his throat from Camilla. Cyrdic spoke next. "Killing is not against the rules Baron. Would you rather your life, or your anger?"

It took him a long moment, but in the end, the Baron signaled his yield. It was awkward for the Baron to get up, admitting no help from Camilla. Cyrdic gripped Han's shoulder and helped him to his feet. The two smiled and began to discuss battle banter at how one had nearly slain the other, and vice versa. In truth, Cyrdic had been on the defensive most of the fight.

Hans followed the Baron away, and their retinue were dismissed, but allowed refuge in the city as they rested. The Graf stood up from his throne, and stepped down onto the court floor once more. Cyrdic staggered over to Camilla, dropping his sword and shield and checking to see if she was alright, freely bleeding from his cheek himself.
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WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

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Dogs of War: Old World Mercenaries

The Baron gritted his teeth in frustration. He was a bit too angry to think entirely straight, though that did not mean he wasn't dangerous and skilled in his own way. He glared daggers at Camilla, and Cyrdic backed his companion up a bit as the two groups tried to gauge a weakness in the other, or perhaps they were each suspicious the other group would charge.

"Go after the Baron," Cyrdic breathed, his voice so low he almost didn't hear it. It was true the Baron hated both of them, but he was mostly angry at Camilla for the misguided sake of his son. Cyrdic also knew Hans fighting style, at least somewhat. He wasn't sure if he could beat the Greatsword, but perhaps he could hold him off...

"Go," he growled, and suddenly Cyrdic charged, drawing their attentions with a cry to Sigmar and Ulric. Furiously he stabbed forward, and then backpedaled, blocking with his shield and hacking away weapons with his sword. Soon it was just he and Hans, neither able to gain an edge over the other as the two dueled.

As the battle commenced, Cyrdic had managed to circle himself around within striking distance of the Baron. Not with his sword, but Hans saw too late Cyrdic's proximity to his liege and Cyrdic knocked the man with his shield, stumbling him.
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Mass Effect: The Ephyra Incursion

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Dogs of War: Old World Mercenaries

The Baron accepted, and his best accompanied sword volunteered to join him in the duel. Events had taken place Cyrdic had never thought possible. Perhaps Ulric and Sigmar truly did watch over him. Not that a duel was being out of the fire yet. They still had to win, and Cyrdic recognized the Baron's best sword as Hans Vildenwort. Cyrdic had once seen the man best a Chosen of Chaos with his greatsword. What's more, the Baron was to fight. And while old, he had been trained in sword use, and would be wielding his Runefang.

Cyrdic called for servants to fetch his shield, as well as his Broadsword. If he was going to fight a battle of the past, he would wield the weapons of his past. Once they fell in his hands again, it felt good to feel their weight. The new Ulric sword Fjorlhaf was well made, and he had gotten used to it. But he'd use his basket hilted broadsword he'd used on campaign. With a few practice swings and shield hefts and maneuvers, he was ready.

Cyrdic pulled Camilla close to him, and whispered "Guard my flank and attack theirs. I'll hold their attention," he said with. It would be just like usual. He felt they had gotten quite good at fighting together.

With that, the Graf stood at the center of the room as the four fighters squared up, weapons at the ready. The Baron smoldered with anger, and though Hans would follow him, he gave a nod to Cyrdic. They'd fought together in the north after all, and both knew this was truly nothing personal. Cyrdic returned the gesture, saluting with his sword.

"Until one party yields, the duel shall continue." the Graf announced. "Let Ulric guide with his judgement. Begin."

"For Ostland!" Hans cried, greatsword leading as he charged. Cyrdic roared and met him in the center, doing his best to redirect his greatsword's path with own broadsword. To a weaker man, it would have been an impossible move, but he barely pulled it off, just long enough for his shield to knock aside the Baron's runefang, effectively blocking both men, though the Dwarf-forged blade cut a line atop Cyrdic's Norscan boss shield. He backstepped and riposted, but his broadsword was blocked by a deft flick from Hans.
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Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

<Snipped quote by POOHEAD189>

Butler is still the protagonist, though. He exerts vengeance upon a broken justice system, which Foxx's character supports.

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Might wanna watch it again XD. I think Foxx was completely against him, and Butler killed innocent people to prove a point.