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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aldern Foxglove" data-source="post: 5441516" data-attributes="member: 97308">Borric is indeed feeling lucky, first it looks as if his blade will deflect harmlessly from the gang leader's armor, but then its path twitches fortunately upwards and it buries itself in Lorenzo's throat.  He goes down without a sound head lolling from the shoulders of his newly made corpse!"The armors mine!" One of the Croaker's shouts, "No mine!" and the two cut off surge forward at The Duke.  One is able to swing his blade at the giant, despite them both offering up chances for the mountain man to strike.  But in his eagerness to bring his blade to bear the thug cracks it against the wall and barely manages to keep it in hand.  He then looks up, and up, at The Duke and swallows...Meanwhile the last Croaker on the planks positions himself ready to strike down at Fury and says,"Let me keep the armor, Lorenzo's armor, and let me go free, swear to me all of you!  Do that and I'll tell you what you want to know and leave your friend here with his guts on the inside."  He glances from face to face anxiously, "Come on yes or no?"[ooc]The Duke can take an attack of opportunity on either of the Croaker's approaching him.Fury is up! But prone.Followed by Falkner.[/ooc]<img src="http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy105/TensersImp/ASoulIndiscretionMap1l.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>