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<blockquote data-quote="Hillsy7" data-source="post: 6830101" data-attributes="member: 6689191"><p><strong>Burrai Steelborn</strong></p><p></p><p>Battle descended on Burrai like a blanket, smothering him in noise, hot breath, the ripe smell of sweat, the timpani of falling blows ringing off his shield. It was almost a comfort – the simplicity of survival, the binary outcomes of winning or losing, mixed with the infinite complexity of combat. Bodies pressed in around him, connecting them all like parts of the same organism. He read their strikes frantically, shield swinging in great arcs, or turned the bulkier plates of his armour into the blows so all they did was let him know where his attackers were, how hard they could hit, when the next attack might be.</p><p></p><p>But of course there were others to worry about. Whoever was firing into the melee was doing a solid job of feathering Kong with arrows, but Burrai sensed as much as saw one of Kong’s men circle around to his flank, cutting him off. More importantly, it closed the lane of escape.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">“Elloral!”</span> He snarled, shoving away the blow caught on his shield. <span style="color: #8b4513">"Withdraw if you can before they surround you. I’ll try and – “</span> Motion caught his eye as Kong’s hand went for the sword at his hip, but the action was too obvious, exaggerated.</p><p></p><p>Instinct more than any cognitive decision brought his shield up between them. Even as he did Kong flicked his hand forward and whatever it was clipped his shield’s edge. It burst sending cold liquid across Burrai’s face a moment after he’d closed his eyes. He cried out, but it wasn’t acid or poison – nothing stung of burnt. The black smear across his shield and braces, like shadows painted on in tar, told him that Kong wasn’t interested in a fair fight.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">“Petty brawling tricks? Really? I see honour isn’t one of your better – No you don’t son!”</span> As the thug that had been circling him tried to sidle further around to close off the alley, Burrai shifted his feet and without really looking swung backhand in a wide arc, low to the ground, setting his shield squarely before him, but connected with nothing but air. The thug was faster than he expected - perhaps this wasn't as much of a rabble as he thought....</p><p></p><p>[OOC]Combat expertise (Increase AC by 3 to 24)</p><p>Attack thug 5 (8 = miss)</p><p>Move: none[/OOC]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hillsy7, post: 6830101, member: 6689191"] [b]Burrai Steelborn[/b] Battle descended on Burrai like a blanket, smothering him in noise, hot breath, the ripe smell of sweat, the timpani of falling blows ringing off his shield. It was almost a comfort – the simplicity of survival, the binary outcomes of winning or losing, mixed with the infinite complexity of combat. Bodies pressed in around him, connecting them all like parts of the same organism. He read their strikes frantically, shield swinging in great arcs, or turned the bulkier plates of his armour into the blows so all they did was let him know where his attackers were, how hard they could hit, when the next attack might be. But of course there were others to worry about. Whoever was firing into the melee was doing a solid job of feathering Kong with arrows, but Burrai sensed as much as saw one of Kong’s men circle around to his flank, cutting him off. More importantly, it closed the lane of escape. [COLOR=#8B4513]“Elloral!”[/COLOR] He snarled, shoving away the blow caught on his shield. [COLOR=#8b4513]"Withdraw if you can before they surround you. I’ll try and – “[/COLOR] Motion caught his eye as Kong’s hand went for the sword at his hip, but the action was too obvious, exaggerated. Instinct more than any cognitive decision brought his shield up between them. Even as he did Kong flicked his hand forward and whatever it was clipped his shield’s edge. It burst sending cold liquid across Burrai’s face a moment after he’d closed his eyes. He cried out, but it wasn’t acid or poison – nothing stung of burnt. The black smear across his shield and braces, like shadows painted on in tar, told him that Kong wasn’t interested in a fair fight. [COLOR=#8B4513]“Petty brawling tricks? Really? I see honour isn’t one of your better – No you don’t son!”[/COLOR] As the thug that had been circling him tried to sidle further around to close off the alley, Burrai shifted his feet and without really looking swung backhand in a wide arc, low to the ground, setting his shield squarely before him, but connected with nothing but air. The thug was faster than he expected - perhaps this wasn't as much of a rabble as he thought.... [OOC]Combat expertise (Increase AC by 3 to 24) Attack thug 5 (8 = miss) Move: none[/OOC] [/QUOTE]
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