BoredBrit
Bored Brit
BoredBritishGuy
Legend
Their stench was unbearable. He'd fought them before, they all had. But it was only now, that he stood alone, that he was finally hit by the reek of their flesh. He could make out their snorting, their grunting and their wet gurgling from the ranks behind. Armour rattled and clanked against armour as their lines bumped into each other, shoving through the gatehouse. Like herd of swine, they lacked discipline and they squealed with delight at the thought of their conquest.
With a glance over his shoulder, he saw his allies. They understood what he meant to do and they took the chance to move. They retreated further into the valley, but he stood firm. With a roll of his shoulders he growled in anticipation. He became aware of the weight of the axe in his hand and the decreasing distance between himself and his foes. His body yearned for victory and the beastmen seemed all too eager to provide. They began their charge against him.
His axe swung in a crimson arc and sprayed his face with their vile ichor as the first of them fell. Another swing and another fell. Something thudded to his right and then another to his left. A brief flash of anger appeared in his eyes. The bastards were flanking him, he thought. But as he raised his axe to ward away these foemen he found an ally in its place. To his left and to his right, there stood hulking giants of armour. Silent, they reached out with their vast blades. Line by line, these Knights cleaved through the hellspawn swine.
He stood by them and as a unit they fought, covering each other as they attacked. An thrust there deflected by an axe here. They seemed unstoppable until a hellish spear was thrust for his face. Their first casualty. He saw his death coming, but it never claimed him. Instead, the blow that was meant for him was taken by one of the Knights. A sacrifice. The other grasped at his shoulder and pulled him back and bid the white haired man to return to his allies.
"Move."
Was all the Knight managed. Upon pushing the white haired man back, the Knight was surrounded by the horde. He did not give them the satisfaction of a scream.
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nothing great, just thought i'd write about a really cool RP moment that occurred with Uriel recently. i missed out a huge point that happened after, but thats because i dont feel like i could do the moment justice. too heavy, man. poor wg
With a glance over his shoulder, he saw his allies. They understood what he meant to do and they took the chance to move. They retreated further into the valley, but he stood firm. With a roll of his shoulders he growled in anticipation. He became aware of the weight of the axe in his hand and the decreasing distance between himself and his foes. His body yearned for victory and the beastmen seemed all too eager to provide. They began their charge against him.
His axe swung in a crimson arc and sprayed his face with their vile ichor as the first of them fell. Another swing and another fell. Something thudded to his right and then another to his left. A brief flash of anger appeared in his eyes. The bastards were flanking him, he thought. But as he raised his axe to ward away these foemen he found an ally in its place. To his left and to his right, there stood hulking giants of armour. Silent, they reached out with their vast blades. Line by line, these Knights cleaved through the hellspawn swine.
He stood by them and as a unit they fought, covering each other as they attacked. An thrust there deflected by an axe here. They seemed unstoppable until a hellish spear was thrust for his face. Their first casualty. He saw his death coming, but it never claimed him. Instead, the blow that was meant for him was taken by one of the Knights. A sacrifice. The other grasped at his shoulder and pulled him back and bid the white haired man to return to his allies.
"Move."
Was all the Knight managed. Upon pushing the white haired man back, the Knight was surrounded by the horde. He did not give them the satisfaction of a scream.
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nothing great, just thought i'd write about a really cool RP moment that occurred with Uriel recently. i missed out a huge point that happened after, but thats because i dont feel like i could do the moment justice. too heavy, man. poor wg