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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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 Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 8:54 pm
He'd managed a solid enough blow, but Leucite's spear came abruptly forward in a sharp, unexpected slash to his stomach, Aurostibite letting out a grunt of surprise that turned into a hiss of pain, a stabbing agony spiraling up his torso. He could feel the beginnings of blood beginning to seep through the fabric of his undershirt to the outside of his uniform, Aurostibite wrenching back away, dark hair cascading down his back.
It had been a savage, vicious blow, and he was pleased. One arm tucked against his stomach, chest heaving, he twisted around again, lunging at Leucite from yet another angle, the scalloped edges of one of the tonfa sliding in a horizontal arc, rather than a vertical one this time.
HP: 22 / 40
DMG: 9
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:02 pm
Leucite HP/Damage Tracker HP: 9/40 Damage: 5 - 2 = 3 Leucite would have been pleased by the retreat had it not been for the sudden bite of pain from the scalloped blade against his own torso. Hissing as he felt the skin cut open and add yet another open wound to his many. He was running low on energy, the constant cuts were slowing him down and he knew it. Another two steps back and he was panting, bringing his spear back before jabbing again at his foe - only this time at his shoulder. He needed to try and slow down those weapon swings, give him a chance to block or dodge... Something other than taking hits.
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Torvil rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:05 pm
Rolling because I submitted the other post before adding the roll >.<
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:27 pm
The edges of the weapon had hit their mark with a satisfying rake of it across Leucite's chest. Aurostibite was breathing heavily now, his chest heaving, sweat dampening his brow; it had been a long time since he had exerted himself this much, and Leucite's previous jab had dug deeper than he had thought it would.
There was a dark stain starting to form on the front of his uniform. Aurostibite felt the bite of the spear against his shoulder, spinning around, and tried to parry it with one of his blades, swinging an arm up and then down in a diagonal slash towards one of the other general's arms.
HP: 19 / 40
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Torvil rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:32 pm
Leucite HP/Damage Tracker HP: 9/40 Damage: 7 - 2 = 5 Dark patches on his enemy reminded Lecuite of the last time he'd fought this hard and exerted himself this much. It had been against that bull of a Mar's Knight during that abysmal attempt to take a knight captive... He'd been taken captive - much to his shame - but he felt almost like a matador again - only instead of horns, he was dodging scalloped blades. As the next slash came, he managed to parry it away with his spear with a quick block, the clatter of metal on metal rang like music to his hears. He needed more of those... He countered with another jab at his foe's shoulder. If he was going to spear this steer, he'd have to keep it up. He was also breathing hard, and he wanted to wipe his brow, but he didn't dare - instead he blinked the sweat out of his eyes as he leaned more of his weight into the thrust.
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:44 pm
Leucite's spear cracked across the metal of Aurostibite's blade with a screech of metal, arm knocked away before the blow could land. The sharp edge of the blade's tip skated over one of his shoulders, leaving a thin tear in the fabric of his uniform, droplets of red appearing by the narrow scrape across skin beneath.
Aurostibite spun around, one foot planted, and bent to try and scrape the blade on his right arm across Leucite's thighs in an effort to knock him off balance.
HP: 14 / 40
DMG: 0
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Torvil rolled 1 12-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:49 pm
Leucite HP/Damage Tracker HP: 9/40 Damage: 3 - 2 = 1 Leucite wasn't going to fool himself into thinking he was gaining steam again, but he did allow himself a small moment of respite as he quickly backstepped out of range of the other blade aimed for his thighs. He tried to force his breathing back under control, in through his nose and out through his mouth. He stabbed forward again with his spear, turning the haft with his hands as he stabbed in, the blade spinning from vertical to horizontal as he aimed once more for his foe's leg - he just had to slow him down a bit more... It was a war of attrition now - and he hoped he could bleed his foe more.
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:57 pm
He wasn't going to let the cuts slow him down, as painful as they might have been. Part of being a General was learning to work with what you had, after all; and what Aurostibite had was a burning desire to see this fight through until the end.
Leucite's next jab was merely a glancing blow across his leg, but it made him stumble. Aurostibite felt his breath catch, then heaved himself up again, reeling up with a sharp blow aimed for somewhere in the vicinity of Leucite's stomach.
HP: 13 / 40
DMG: 10
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 10:05 pm
Leucite HP/Damage Tracker The next cut bit in deep, and he felt the blood well around the blade, and he let out a low hiss of pain, biting back a curse as he roughly stabbed his spear down into the ground of the area, dropping to a knee as he roughly put pressure to his stomach. He didn't know how deep the cut was - but it was deep enough that he knew he wasn't going to be getting up without assistance anytime soon. Gritting his teeth he looked up at Aurostibite and nodded his head. "I yield," He said through pain clenched teeth. "That was a good fight." He kept the pressure on his stomach, keeping his breathing slow as he felt the room spin. He did not want to fall over if he could help it, but he was pretty sure that if he tried to move - or stand - that he was going to black out.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 10:07 pm
Aurostibite took a step back and desummoned the blades, breathing labored. Strands of black and blue hair were stuck to his cheek, damp with sweat, and he lifted a gloved hand to brush them free and away from his eyes, chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to calm down.
He took several steps over to Leucite, holding out a hand that was meant for both a handshake and an attempt at helping.
"You fought supremely well," said Aurostibite, a little hoarsely. "Thank you. Here. I'll help you over to the first aid stations."
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 10:23 pm
Leucite reached up and took the offered arm, clasping it firmly on the forearm instead of a traditional handshake. He kept a firm grip, and used the other male as a support as he slowly, carefully, got to his feet. The world spun, went dark, and then spun again, and Leucite's knuckles went white on the haft of his spear as he sucked in breath, his knees shaking from both pain and loss of blood. "Please... and thank you..." He said quietly. "My wife is going to kill me..." he added with a small, pained chuckle, before allowing the other general to support him more and lead him off to a station.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 7:51 am
 He held tight as Leucite rose, reaching out his free hand to keep the other man upright, a steadying grip on his upper elbow.
"Round one, complete," he said. "You fought well, General. I'm sure your wife will also be proud."
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