Avalon® said:Onboard the vessel known only as Slavemaker came the sounds of steel ringing as it hit steel and grunts and groans. The scent of blood and sweat permeated the air. In the massive arena that took up most of the space on the ship stood one man surrounded by three hulking green-skinned brutes and five winged beauties that (as one man schooled in the classical arts once put it) looked like the Greek Furies themselves were put to shame.
The man that they surrounded, however, looked like Adonis himself personified. Clad in an ornately designed silk shirt that opened at the front that accentuated his herculean physique, he tenses as he begins his attack.
He dodges the blows that come at him from all sides. Parrying the flailing claws of one of the brutes, he slips under the guard of one of the winged women and slashes her thigh with a fine-edged curved dagger that seemed to move like a blur to the naked eye.
To be continued...
The Valkyrie snarls as the blade sinks into her leg with lightning speed. But the fury in her eyes turns to amusement as one of her sisters flies over the sparring mob and abruptly drops, rolling like a great boulder, attempting to overrun Karnak from above.
OOC - Karnak gets an AoO against the flying Valkyrie, but must either move to the only open spot amidst the surrounding combatants or risk being knocked prone. Moving would trigger a bunch of AoO's but would at least prevent one of the trolls from full attacking next round. None of the followers blows are likely to hit but one or more could always get lucky.
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