Rig 17591 Share Posted April 5, 2013 Talis slashed with his practice sword with all his might, he finally, beat the new recruit down, and he had won the practice....as usual. He turns around hearing the clanking or armor as he sheathes his practice sword, at his side with his real sword on his other. "Them." Thought Talis in disgust as he saw the armored Blackmonts, there were around five of them.....but worse...the criminal Drelik was among them, Talis' eyes lighted in furry. as he drew his blade from his side saying two simple words. "Duel, now." Drelik only grinned and turned and said to his comrades. "This will be quick." He said smirking. The Mage-shields just stood and watched from at the far edge of the training room, to scared to move. Talis then lept towards his enemy aiming a kick towards Dreliks groin, Dreliks was hit there, and he stumbled back. "Talis! Cease your fighting!" Shouted Artimec, angry he started to sheathe his blade, but then Drelik stabbed him in the gut, and aimed a kick to knock him off, into the area where the glass was shattered, that lead to the the bottom floor. Talis drew his sword up while stumbling, and slashed Dreliks face, and and fell through the hole where he was pushed, he flies downwards, and hits the ground head first, thump, thud, and then the blood swelled, Talis thought as he hit the ground. "So this is the End?" After that last thought the amount of his wounds were too much, he gave into the darkness of the lullaby, putting him forth towards eternal slumber, his death shocked his sons. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Drelik 865 Share Posted April 24, 2013 Ser Drelik Letholdus looks down in the pit, his eyes fluttering quickly and his face stricken with pain, and shock, his hand shaking rapidly, he touched his face, to see if his facial features were all still present, as he glided across his face, he felt a inward bump, indicating a gash across his face, removing his hands from his bloodied face, his gauntlent had drowned in blood, as he mutters for Man At Arms, Han, to assist him. He lies against the wall slumped, his eyes blinking more slowly now, dead focused on something in the distance, as his wounds were dressed. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moot 1719 Share Posted January 4, 2014 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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