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Trench's Legacy of Fire (A Ptolus Gestalt): The Trouble With Pugwampis (Updated 1/27)
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<blockquote data-quote="Trench" data-source="post: 6035091" data-attributes="member: 40464"><p>As some of the group takes the pugwampi away, Jadid finds a place in camp near the mercenaries where he exercises and drills his technique. Gerber, too, heads back to the mercenaries to see if there is any drink left. He has no interest in questioning the pugwampi.</p><p></p><p>The mercenaries welcome Gerber back eagerly and hand him what little of the alcohol is left. One mercenary nearly falls into the fire as the pugwampi is taken out of camp. The rest mutter darkly. The knight watches as a few of the mercenaries good naturedly rib Jadid as he practices his forms in mid air. "Looks like dancing!" one laughs. "Practicing for your next career?" </p><p></p><p>Jadid continues but speaks in between moves. "The Temple of the Sand Snake . . .teaches the ultimate form of combat. You . . .rely on weapons, armor. I am . . .weapon and armor."</p><p></p><p>Gerber frowns and nods at Jadid in a sign of respect.</p><p></p><p>"ooooOOOOoooooo!" some of the mercenaries say to each other, causing peals of laughter. </p><p></p><p>"I could probably take you without anything. You're about as thick as my arm," says one of the quiet female mercenaries. </p><p></p><p>"Haw! Iman is turned on I think," snarks one of the male mercenaries. The man gets punched in the face in response, causing more laughter. Jadid simply stares at the woman.</p><p></p><p>"Try."</p><p></p><p>The mercenaries laugh as Iman strips off her armor. A few coins get thrown on the ground. A cart door opens up and Father Zafir looks out with some annoyance. Almah's personal guard stay around her tent, although most seem to be watching this event unfold. The two camel drivers begin to talk hurriedly. </p><p></p><p>One of the mercenaries quizically nudges the increasingly drunk Gerber. "Good, yes?" he motions toward Jadid.</p><p></p><p>"We'll see, won't we?"</p><p></p><p>The mercenary seems to take whatever Gerber said as a positive and enthusiastically throws down some coin himself onto the pile, talking extremely quickly to his fellows.</p><p></p><p>Jadid bows at Iman, arms folded. He then stretches his arms out and tries to grapple her. As he does so, the monk just manages to see the sucker punch coming. He tries to take the arm into his hold, but she just manages to twist out of the way. Iman lands a solid blow to Jadid's side. </p><p></p><p>"Yes, he's quite tough isn't he?" she laughs as the other mercenaries roar in approval and throw down more coin.</p><p></p><p>Gerber sits up to watch closer and, notably, leaves his drink where it sits.</p><p></p><p>"Fast. Good." Jadid goes for her nearest limb.</p><p></p><p>Iman laughs as she dances around Jadid. "Usually, the word 'fast' isn't good when talking about men." </p><p></p><p>She lunges and Jadid shoves an elbow into her face so hard her head snaps back. She stumbles backward as Jadid whirls behind her and ALMOST slips into Jadid's hold, but either by luck or simply by being extremely loose-limbed after the blow she slips out of the hold. </p><p></p><p>Iman shakes her head grogily and stumbles around, suddenly taking this very seriously.</p><p></p><p>"Pay attention," Jadid says, lunging.</p><p></p><p>Gerber stands, watching very intently.</p><p></p><p>She seems to take this to heart. Jadid's next punch connects, but not nearly as well as the first. Iman growls as Jadid gets behind her again, but again- she manages to slip out of his grasp. </p><p></p><p>The mercenaries roar in satisfaction as they clap their hands and egg the combat on.</p><p></p><p>Jadid watches her eyes. "You leave too much open." He tries to grab onto a leg.</p><p></p><p>"You'll be opened!" she growls as she dives. </p><p></p><p>Jadid gives another massive elbow to the stomach, doubling her over. This time, Jadid twists around in the sand and twists her leg underneath his own pinning her, although she barely seems conscious after the elbow shot. </p><p></p><p>"Your leg, soft here." Jadid twists. </p><p></p><p>Jadid twists and Iman cries out once before her eyes roll back in her head. She slumps over and Jadid tosses the unconscious mercenary to the ground. </p><p></p><p>After gently putting her on the ground, Jadid looks up. "Not dancing. Combat. I will help see to her healing. She is very good."</p><p></p><p>There's a roar of approval as the mercenaries exchange coin and laughter. One of them, however, is more annoyed than anything. </p><p></p><p>"All right," says the larger one who seems to be the leader. "Lets see if you're good enough to take on a real man."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Trench, post: 6035091, member: 40464"] As some of the group takes the pugwampi away, Jadid finds a place in camp near the mercenaries where he exercises and drills his technique. Gerber, too, heads back to the mercenaries to see if there is any drink left. He has no interest in questioning the pugwampi. The mercenaries welcome Gerber back eagerly and hand him what little of the alcohol is left. One mercenary nearly falls into the fire as the pugwampi is taken out of camp. The rest mutter darkly. The knight watches as a few of the mercenaries good naturedly rib Jadid as he practices his forms in mid air. "Looks like dancing!" one laughs. "Practicing for your next career?" Jadid continues but speaks in between moves. "The Temple of the Sand Snake . . .teaches the ultimate form of combat. You . . .rely on weapons, armor. I am . . .weapon and armor." Gerber frowns and nods at Jadid in a sign of respect. "ooooOOOOoooooo!" some of the mercenaries say to each other, causing peals of laughter. "I could probably take you without anything. You're about as thick as my arm," says one of the quiet female mercenaries. "Haw! Iman is turned on I think," snarks one of the male mercenaries. The man gets punched in the face in response, causing more laughter. Jadid simply stares at the woman. "Try." The mercenaries laugh as Iman strips off her armor. A few coins get thrown on the ground. A cart door opens up and Father Zafir looks out with some annoyance. Almah's personal guard stay around her tent, although most seem to be watching this event unfold. The two camel drivers begin to talk hurriedly. One of the mercenaries quizically nudges the increasingly drunk Gerber. "Good, yes?" he motions toward Jadid. "We'll see, won't we?" The mercenary seems to take whatever Gerber said as a positive and enthusiastically throws down some coin himself onto the pile, talking extremely quickly to his fellows. Jadid bows at Iman, arms folded. He then stretches his arms out and tries to grapple her. As he does so, the monk just manages to see the sucker punch coming. He tries to take the arm into his hold, but she just manages to twist out of the way. Iman lands a solid blow to Jadid's side. "Yes, he's quite tough isn't he?" she laughs as the other mercenaries roar in approval and throw down more coin. Gerber sits up to watch closer and, notably, leaves his drink where it sits. "Fast. Good." Jadid goes for her nearest limb. Iman laughs as she dances around Jadid. "Usually, the word 'fast' isn't good when talking about men." She lunges and Jadid shoves an elbow into her face so hard her head snaps back. She stumbles backward as Jadid whirls behind her and ALMOST slips into Jadid's hold, but either by luck or simply by being extremely loose-limbed after the blow she slips out of the hold. Iman shakes her head grogily and stumbles around, suddenly taking this very seriously. "Pay attention," Jadid says, lunging. Gerber stands, watching very intently. She seems to take this to heart. Jadid's next punch connects, but not nearly as well as the first. Iman growls as Jadid gets behind her again, but again- she manages to slip out of his grasp. The mercenaries roar in satisfaction as they clap their hands and egg the combat on. Jadid watches her eyes. "You leave too much open." He tries to grab onto a leg. "You'll be opened!" she growls as she dives. Jadid gives another massive elbow to the stomach, doubling her over. This time, Jadid twists around in the sand and twists her leg underneath his own pinning her, although she barely seems conscious after the elbow shot. "Your leg, soft here." Jadid twists. Jadid twists and Iman cries out once before her eyes roll back in her head. She slumps over and Jadid tosses the unconscious mercenary to the ground. After gently putting her on the ground, Jadid looks up. "Not dancing. Combat. I will help see to her healing. She is very good." There's a roar of approval as the mercenaries exchange coin and laughter. One of them, however, is more annoyed than anything. "All right," says the larger one who seems to be the leader. "Lets see if you're good enough to take on a real man." [/QUOTE]
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