Whirlwind said
She held her sword tightly in her hand, eyes narrowed at Astrid, and if one had no knowledge of their relationship, would almost assume they were enemies.
and what relationship would that be?
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and what relationship would that be?
here
*high-fives Partisan for being an awesome GM*
That would be awesome if you made a brief summarary for us all to go over again. Don't think we need a posting order really, just make sure to keep posting at least somewhat in moderation. I think we could help support this by enforcing a min length. I have been noticing some shorter type of posts and this is a casual RP, not a free RP.
Astrid
An ugly screeching sound filled the air as Astrid and a warrior parried. She had managed to knock off his helmet and was now stuck with the misfortune of looking into his face. "My you are a pretty one, even with that blood stuck in your hair. When we're done here I'd love to have a turn with you." His deep voice rumbled out causing hair to rise on her back. Crinkling her noise she quipped, "And my your an ugly one." Continuing to hold her sword against his, she kicked forward, foot landing between his legs. Instantly all pressure was gone and he was on the ground. "Bastard, not a fair fight."
Spitting in his face, she reached down and grabbed his sword before plunging it into his hand. His scream rang out through out the battle, causing several of the assailants to stop and look. Stopping and grinning at them all, warm sticky blood dripping across her face in an almost evil smile, she took her own sword and stabbed it into his eye. The scream suddenly cut out, letting her know he was dead. Yanking the blade out, she watched as the men flinched away from her.
Turning and looking for the next battle she saw Wren on the ground blood seeping out of her arm. Her face seemed to be contorted in pain, it was pretty obvious she had been hurt. Moving to help her up, Astrid watched as a bowman drew back and arrow preparing to fire on the wounded woman. Running quickly towards her, Astrid grabbed a shield from one of the bodies laying around Wren. Holding it up just in time the arrow his the gleaming green metal and bounced off. Throwing the shield away, she reached into her boot and threw out a knife at the archer. The knife stabbed into his throat causing blood to spurt up and bubble out of his mouth. Sinking to his knees he quickly died.
Turning back around Astrid reached out a hand to Wren, an offering to help her up. Her other hand reached up and pushed the blood stained hair from her face. If Wren were going to survive, she would need to stand and defend herself. "Stand." Astrid was puzzled as to why she even cared about this woman's life. She was a practical woman, she didn't stop to help save the weak. Perhaps it was that she thought she could relate to Wren, at least in some ways.
An ugly screeching sound filled the air as Astrid and a warrior parried. She had managed to knock off his helmet and was now stuck with the misfortune of looking into his face. "My you are a pretty one, even with that blood stuck in your hair. When we're done here I'd love to have a turn with you." His deep voice rumbled out causing hair to rise on her back. Crinkling her noise she quipped, "And my your an ugly one." Continuing to hold her sword against his, she kicked forward, foot landing between his legs. Instantly all pressure was gone and he was on the ground. "Bastard, not a fair fight."
Spitting in his face, she reached down and grabbed his sword before plunging it into his hand. His scream rang out through out the battle, causing several of the assailants to stop and look. Stopping and grinning at them all, warm sticky blood dripping across her face in an almost evil smile, she took her own sword and stabbed it into his eye. The scream suddenly cut out, letting her know he was dead. Yanking the blade out, she watched as the men flinched away from her.
Turning and looking for the next battle she saw Wren on the ground blood seeping out of her arm. Her face seemed to be contorted in pain, it was pretty obvious she had been hurt. Moving to help her up, Astrid watched as a bowman drew back and arrow preparing to fire on the wounded woman. Running quickly towards her, Astrid grabbed a shield from one of the bodies laying around Wren. Holding it up just in time the arrow his the gleaming green metal and bounced off. Throwing the shield away, she reached into her boot and threw out a knife at the archer. The knife stabbed into his throat causing blood to spurt up and bubble out of his mouth. Sinking to his knees he quickly died.
Turning back around Astrid reached out a hand to Wren, an offering to help her up. Her other hand reached up and pushed the blood stained hair from her face. If Wren were going to survive, she would need to stand and defend herself. "Stand." Astrid was puzzled as to why she even cared about this woman's life. She was a practical woman, she didn't stop to help save the weak. Perhaps it was that she thought she could relate to Wren, at least in some ways.
sorry, i don't think i can keep up
Enalais said
a knights only as good as his horse.
are you implying i'm as good as dead? Is that a threat!?!?!?!?!
sacrifice all the horses!
love that nickname for her too, Half-Mane...
Professor_Wyvern said
Also weird Tribal Customs you people have. Strange. Least Half-Mane realizes hunting off beast is proper way.
Finally someone gets her! hahaha
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