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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 4:05 pm
HP: 20Ira hadn't participated much in the war. He preferred to watch and then play with the fallen followers. But today he wanted to fell a follower of his own. And he had spotted a handsome one. Such gorgeous hair! The way he carried himself was admirable. He just had to torture him. Ira played with his collar, eying the follower from the shadows. "H-hi!" He announced his presence before jumping out at his foe with a thick branch in his hand to beat the follower over the head with.
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 5:05 pm
Amor was out patrolling not too far from his camp. He knew his father said not to go out and battle and to focus on healing. But, he wasn't a healer. Besides, the camp still needed to be protected while they were still in the battle field, healing the wounded. It was when he heard someone greet him that he blinked. Before he could react, he received a hard blow to the head with what he believed was a branch, that caused his head to spin. Composing himself, he drew out his sword and slashed at his attacker's chest.
HP: 17
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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 5:16 pm
HP: 19The blade nicked Ira and he giggled a bit. "I'm sorry if I scared you... I just wanted to take you back with me." He held his hands to his face. "You're just really handsome, you know? Let's go back together!" Ira continued to giggle, swinging his branch at his foe's legs.
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 5:21 pm
Amor gave the cursed a sneer, but soon wiped it off his face, having been taught better than that. "A battle is no time for small talk." He replied, moving his face away from his hands. He jumped when the branch was swung at his legs, dodging the blow, his leg barely getting skimmed. With his new opening, he slashed out with his sword at the arm that was carrying the branch.
HP: 16
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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 5:27 pm
HP: 15"S-sorry!" Ira was too busy fretting to dodge the blow. He instantly dropped the branch when the follower's sword came in contact with his arm. The gash was deep and he was bleeding profusely. "Ouch...." He teared up and looked at his arm, not able to move it. he picked up the branch with his other hand, running at his enemy, intent on forcing him to the ground.
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 5:46 pm
Amor was once again, taken aback. The apology pulled at his loving heart. It soon passed when the cursed ran at him with the branch, striking hard enough to get him down onto his knees. Glaring, he stabbed out with his sword to gain distance.
HP: 13
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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 6:09 pm
HP: 11The sword caught him in the gut and Ira was soon coughing up blood. He doubled over in pain. He needed to beat him so that he could have more fun later, but it was getting harder and harder to stay focused. Ira jetted out at the follower, trying to sink his teeth into skin.
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 6:11 pm
Amor's eyes widened when the cursed suddenly lunged at him. He managed to pull away, feeling his teeth scrape against his arm, cutting him slightly. He felt that the cursed was getting rather desperate and needed to end this quick. He swung his arms in a backswing, hoping to land the butt of the sword against his attacker's head.
HP: 11
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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 6:24 pm
HP: 8The hit sent him to the ground. He was crying a bit. "T-that actually feels a bit nice." He sneered, pulling himself up and leering at the other. He swung the tree branch clumsily as he tried to attack again.
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:04 pm
Amor just gave up trying to understand the Cursed's odd actions and words as he dodged the branch again, his shoulder getting hit by it and wincing from the initial pain. Grabbing his sword with both hands, he lunged toward the other.
HP: 9
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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:47 pm
HP: 4The sword pushed it's what through Ira's body. "Ahh!!!" The cursed scream in agony, shuddering and shaking as he tried to ignore the pain. A twisted little smile finally fell on his lips and he swung at the follower with his branch. [X]Natty-Chan[X] I'm very sorry for my absence
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 1:38 pm
Amor ducked the branch, though it had still hit the top of his head hard enough to make his eyes blur for a moment. He was starting to pant now. He needed to finish this. With a grunt, he slashed at his opponent.
HP: 7
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ashes to the wind rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 9:58 pm
HP: 1Ira winced at the pain. He was bleeding a lot. With a shaky breath, he smiled, looking up at the other. "I-It was fun playing with you." He looked away, a small blush on his face before he tried again to hit him feebly with that heavy branch. [X]Natty-Chan[X] Sorry to keep you in this battle for so long.
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[X]Natty-Chan[X] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 10:01 pm
ashes to the wind It's alright, for some odd reason, I thought I had rolled a 4 in my last post... or thought you had 3 HP left. @.@ Either way, I had thought the battle was over. Sorry about that. Amor was able to block the attack with his sword, just getting bumped with the branch from the momentum. He sighed softly, not caring for the Cursed, but feeling bad. "As it was, you." He replied, turning his sword and hitting Ira with the hilt.
HP: 6
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