Themerlinhawk

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

@VitaVitaARThat's the plan. And you can always just make the assumption that when Garrett arrives after what you write

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Okay. I shall edit. @VitaVitaAR@AtomicNut let's do this. Vita write what you are gonna write; Garret and sult can arrive ex post facto and I'll make the tree navigating more involved

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Um, have to point out, a huge burning tree fell to separate Fanilly from the others and I only see one post mention it. ^^;

I mean I don't mind people coming to help(they kind of have to), but it'd take longer and force them to come in more slowly. The idea was to force Fanilly to fight him a bit by herself and make it so people had to come in one at a time or at least more slowly as the tried to get around the tree, to avoid just mobbing him to death. ^^;

@VitaVitaAR

Check the post. He's wearing a lot of steel and is very mad. The tree was an easy jump. Especially if this has anime influences

Edit: although admittedly the other two did not deal with it? I dunno maybe I didn't make a big enough showing of his mad burning tree vaulting skills.

Edit 2: Maybe I should have given more than a single line to him bouncing over the tree. This maybe my fault, apologies ^^;

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

@Zelosse this could be interesting.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

@harinezumikouken
Indeed. Okay problem solved. The bolt has been taken. And Garrett is going ape shit. And might get himself killed. This is on your head Fanilly XD

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Sir Garrett

Themerlinhaw

Garrett heard the whistle from his left side and it triggered something in the animal portion of his brain. That sound was so familiar and so lethal. There was zero room for thought; with lightning speed Sir Garrett wiped around grabbing Sult around her shoulders and forced her down. The searing pain shot from just above his bicep on his left arm to his brain. Looking at the shield it took way too long for it to register that the upper left segment of the metal had been punched clean through by the bolt. Traveling further down his arm he could see the mangled remains of the mail between the joints of the armor and the punctured leather where the quarrel had ripped right through it.

The scent of his own blood floated through the air as it dripped down over Sult’s armor from the gaping furrow in his arm. The shield was mangled and he couldn’t hold it with his left arm now. It seemed like an eternity as he watched the drops of blood spatter his armor and run over the pauldrons of Sult’s armor. The sight was rather fascinating and it held his gaze.

The boar's blood pooled in the runes carved into the barrow stones, it was there to appease the dead. Too many times had they waded into the halls of the ancient dead to kill the reanimated remains of their ancestors returned after a lack of sacrifice to silence them. Dipping his hand in it he put the fingers to his nose and slowly inhaled. It was a strange feeling knowing you had killed something with your own hands. Truly strange.

With a shake of his head the hill clan Knight snapped back to the present. This is how it is then. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Fanilly move like lightning out of his field of vision. Oh please don’t be doing something stupid. Standing up but still keeping himself in between Sult and the direction of the bolt he tracked Fanilly’s movement and what he saw made his heart sink as the massive man stepped out of the woods. No. No. NO. NO! YOU FUCKING DON’T. Slamming his maul into the ground Sir Garrett all but roared at the searing pain that shot up his left arm. This is what you get for not taking the doctor’s remedy. No time for regrets now. With his right hand Garrett ripped the straps of the shield off letting the ruined piece of metal drop to the ground. Grimacing he reached up and unslung the bastard sword. Hold on. I’m coming, please don’t make me sacrifice another coming to save you. If he left Sult and there was another crossbowman... If he wasn’t close enough and Tiral’s flank turned...if he wasn’t there and Sir Aethelmund was cut off and surrounded...if they closed to melee with the hundi knight? Where was Marianne? Standing, the hill knight shook his sword and the sheath was unceremoniously dumped on the ground. Forcing his left arm to move he gripped the hand-and-a-half sword he looked up at the sunlight filtering down through the trees. Don’t make me choose.

In a swift vicious movement Sir Garrett ripped his helmet off. It was impeding his peripheral vision and with the massive bastard sword unsheathed he needed to be able to hit everything. Shrugging his shoulders up Valdoth Thorn let loose a savage war cry that rippled through the camp. The Hill Clan war cry was a vicious animalistic thing that clawed up from the depths of Sir Garrett’s chest. It transformed the good natured man into a killing machine as he fought with reckless abandon. Cutting down anything that got in his way he set his shoulders and made a mad dash towards the captain; killing all foolish enough to stand in his path.

“Captain! Run!” Sir Garrett made one last mighty surge up the hill towards Fanilly. As he approached the tree Sir Garrett slashed twice carving huge chunks of burning bark away from the tree trunk. Like a demon breaching the gates of hell he put one foot on the burning tree and leapt to the top of the tree with a tremendous heave. Garrett's heavy boots ground into the cinders before he jumped from the top of the large tree. Bounding down the rest of the way with a roar like thunder. Surging up the hill he attempted to intercepted the giant who Fanilly was locked in combat with. “Get the Hell out of here. Get some fucking archers and turn this bastard into a god damn pincushion!”

@AtomicNut@VitaVitaAR

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

*Folds his hands to wait patiently while he finishes his anime*

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

excellent, im looking forward to more fun

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

agreed

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Sir Garrett

Themerlinhawk

Sir Garrett grinned as Sult fluttered long eyelashes at him. “As you wish.” With a heave he resettled his shield adjusting his position to stay close enough to reach Fanilly and Sult evenly. “Watch it, if you get to far and a bandit guts you then don’t come crying to me to kiss your injuries better.” Sir Garrett brought his shield up and swatted an incoming arrow aside. Where in the nine circles was the King.

As Sult yelled her rather insulting war cry Sir Garrett winced then his eyes bulged as she took off towards the chair with a bottle of alcohol and ill intentions. “Damn it, Sult.” With another heave Sir Garrett looked back to make sure Fanilly was well surrounded before he took off at a dead run in the heavy armor. With a quick two step Garrett dug in his left foot and pressed off of it shifting onto his right foot as he passed the line of shield bares and slid in beside Sult slamming into a bandit approaching her. The man folded into the ground where Sir Garrett drove his warmaul onto his torso crushing the ribs before smashing the man’s jaw into oblivion.

“You know if you keep this up you’re going to get yourself killed and then where will I be. The others around here are so damn boring.” Sir Garrett shrugged both his shoulders forward as he resituated his shield and maul before himself. “You think he’ll come looking for us? That’s why you torched it? Hope you’re ready.” Sir Garrett chuckled as he turned slowly looking around covering Sult’s back as he stepped into place to cover her back and flanks. “If you’re going to get run throw just scream so I can know to get the hell out of the way.”

Scanning smoothly from left to right Sir Garrett watched for the others, taking note of the Doctor as he moved like a shadow. It did not improve Sir Garrett’s opinion of the man but at the very least it was an appropriate action for the armorless man. Good to know he was worth something on the battlefield. Perhaps the others would see and join them. That or he and Sult were about to have an interesting time.

@AtomicNut