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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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 Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 6:29 pm
Arsh feels his mace grabbed, and he's hit hard by the staff on the opposite shoulder, numbing that arm, and effectively making his grip on the mace one-handed. Not wanting to lose control of his weapon, he uses the only other available one he has, his spiked tail-hand, to swing up and attempt to grab Ling's staff while he jerks his bloody head forward to try and headbutt the other Demigod. HP: 11(sorry for the extra quotes, fixing typos ><)
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 6:39 pm
Ling looses his grip on the other's mace as he pulls back from the headbutt as he pulls his precious staff away from the reaching tail-hand of the cursed one. Effectively avoiding both he flaps his wings to move to the side before he launches himself back in to swipe his claws for the other's side. HP: 12
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 6:44 pm
Arshavir was lucky, though his ploy failed; he got his mace back. He skirted to the side as he shook his numb arm to get feeling back into it and lashed out with his good elbow at Ling's head in the process. HP: 10
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 6:52 pm
Ling took the elbow right to his stitched face, causing him to be thrust backwards a bit. with a growl he shook it off and launched himself for Arsh's gut with his claws. HP: 9
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 6:59 pm
Arshavir got the feeling back into his arm and hand as he saw the bug move at him again. He pivoted and attempted to bring his mace back up in an upwards arc for Ling's chin. HP: 9
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 7:14 pm
Ling's lung earned him a mace to the chin, unable to avoid the strike. His head snapped back and Ling was forced to back away to regain his distorted bearings. He 'looked' at the cursed that appeared almost fuzzy due to his injured antenna. Baring his teeth he swooped back in, giving up never crossing his mind as he brought his staff down to further batter the other demi's head. HP: 6
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 7:17 pm
Arshavir knew Ling was a tenacious fighter, even if he had his ups and downs so far in this war, so had Arsh, honestly, so he knew not to underestimate him. But it still didn't help when he moved so quickly, and he thought with the quick swoop he was going to use his claws, so was stunned, quite literally, as the staff clobbered him atop the head again. His lump was gonna have lumps by the time this was over, as he falters a bit in mid-air, but doesn't give up either, swinging once more for Ling with his mace, as hard as he could. HP: 5
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 7:24 pm
Ling took the full force of the swinging mace to his side. Tearing up his flesh and sending him flying sideways. Ling's wings flared and he suddenly changed directions and rocketed back at the enemy with claws poised to tear into Arsh's flesh, as if he wasn't on the verge of loosing consciousness again. His mind unwilling to accept that this fight was anywhere close to over. HP: 2
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 7:28 pm
The sudden change even after the heavy blow he landed startled him and he didn't have time to avoid the claws, as they tore open his chest. He didn't have room to swing his mace so he did the only thing he could in such close quarters, he aimed a hard headbutt at his foe, even though it would likely knock him out as well, with as weary as he was. HP: 1
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 7:32 pm
Ling didn't shy away from the headbutt, instead he threw his head right back at his incoming face. Their skulls cracked together with a sickening sound and Ling's frown became a thin line as his consciousness faded and he fell from the sky to the battlefield below. HP: 0
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 9:47 pm
 Catrina was trotting along the tunnels, looking out for allies who needed her help, while avoiding the enemy fighters. It was tough going, especially when her hooves were not the quietest things in the rock tunnels; she had idly thought perhaps next time she forayed out she'd wrap something soft around the bottoms, but then, if she did get into trouble, she'd rather have them free to defend herself with. In her musings she almost didn't notice she was nearing a downed warrior and well, he almost sorta blended in with the grey of the rocks. She realized a moment later who it was; though she hadn't met the guy before she knew OF him, and fretted at his condition, setting herself down to dig into the pockets of the saddlebags over her backside, specially made to nestle around her wings, to prepare to help him out. "Oh oh, you must be Ling," she says out loud however, to make sure that a) she was right and b) that he wakes up before she starts working on him, not wanting to startle him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 10:12 pm
 Ling was slowly coming back to consciousness after having cracked heads with Arsh. His head hurt and his antenna was still messed up, making it more difficult than usual to identify the one that had spoken his name. His good antenna waved about and he tilted his blind face towards the other. A low, warning growl came from him, like a wounded animal, he tried hard to identify the centaur beside him. Though he did not sense a cursed aura from them they did not have the sent that most followers of father darkness had. The fact his head was pounding and hurt like heck wasn't helping either.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 10:29 pm
Catrina heard the warning growl and paused. She had been figuring he'd realize she's not a cursed, but it didn't really occur to her at first that he'd realize she didn't follow darkness, either. "Oh, um. My name's Catrina. I follow Lukarius...please, take it easy, so I can patch you up, okay?" She says nervously as she sets out bandages and gauze to get ready as she waits for him to realize she's not a threat.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 10:40 pm
As the centaur spoke, a bit nervously, Ling would recall that his father-darkness had his 'brother' death's followers on his side. He relaxed visibly against the soothing coolness of the stone, realizing there was no threat from the centaur. This however, did not make him any happier about not being able to care for his own injuries as he would prefer. But there was no way that was going to happen as much of his body still refused to obey his will.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 10:47 pm
Catrina relaxed as soon as he did, and set to work immediately, first giving a more thorough examination of his wounds. She frowned at the damaged antenna, not really knowing what to do about that, so she started with stemming the blood flow of the more dangerous wounds and wiping the excess away; that was the most important thing. "Do you want any pain killers?" she would ask him, though not entirely sure he could answer it well.
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