... snip ... Didn't mean to imply the horse was getting roasted. Just meant the horse was closer to the fire then before. ... snip ... Oh I'll take care of...
ooc: Hmm, not sure what to do here for the best and most in keeping with the character. Still seems wrong for Gwair to flee or to attack the guy on foot. To...
... ooc: My understanding of the rules is that by switching to lance you won't be able carry over the passion bonus that you assigned to the sword. As this...
... ooc: Of course you're right! I'd forgotten that - the passion roll does clearly only count for one skill. In light of that Greg, I'll stick to Gwair's...
Crying defiance Gwair spurs upon the charging lancers. He evades the cold steel of the first lance point, then delivers such a heavy blow on the man's shield...
... ooc: Having too much fun here, can't stop - the latter for sure! bic: Surviving thus far unscathed, Gwair is sure that his God is smiling upon his efforts....
... A savage growl escapes Donngal's mouth as he sees his foe's blade stab deeply into his faithful mount. He swings fiercely to pay him retribution! OOC:...
The apparent leader sees Gwair coming, and after a moment's hesitation, throws his lance to the ground and draws his sword. Waving it above his head he calls...
... As the cut bites into his side, Gwair realises afresh that this encounter could be lethal. This round he strikes at the leader again, recognizing however...
... snip ... ooc: A couple of days ride. bic: Again Gwair and the leader maneuver for advantage to no avail. But the other man times his attack well, riding...
"Aye, sire, I am. And he is waiting for you in the castle to give you the news." Morien replies, gripping Arthur's arm in return. He glances around him. "It is...
... you the news." Morien replies, gripping Arthur's arm in return. He glances around him. "It is my feeling that the news are best shared in private, sire. If...
Donngal maneuvers his horse to strike at the swordsman, the blade bites through the man's helm. In the dark, the man's blood is black as it pours over his...
... begins ... OOC: Oh, good. Only six of them left to fight. :-P Still OOC: Even in the gloom, Donngal can see things are looking grim. Fearing to be...
Not much Morien can do. To offer to fight Brugyn himself in Bege's stead would be an insult to his lord's prowess and honor. Nor does Morien have spears and...
... ooc: 6 of them against a wounded Gwair and a squire... difficult choice ;-) Maybe more stalling is in order! To help me answer, how wounded is Gwair, is he...
... snip ... The crude spears are not pikes set for charge. The men have been thrusting them over the second rank which is now reeling back into them. First...
... ooc: Gwair's mind is clear, but he feels bad. Two wounds are bleeding , not in spurts mind you, but still a rather impressive flow. First Aid is...
... As the pain clears his mind, Gwair realises that to continue fighting would be a foolish move at this point. Reluctantly he staggers to his feet, "Sir, you...
The remainder of the day is spent in preparation. The next morning finds Arthur and Alain crossing the Usk River to the eastern bank, they move their combined...
... OOC: Ah, but it's a fine line between bravery and stupidity ;-) IC: Donngal wheels his weakening mount and rides to where Tanicus' steed stands,...
Morien has been espying the enemy ranks to catch sight of that very man and he smiles faintly. "Sire, M'lord... I beg leave to settle this issue ere the...
... snip ... The leader visibly relaxes, sheaths his sword and dismounts. Taking Gwair by the hand he says, "I am Sir Aneirin, and may I know the name of so...
... man and he smiles faintly. "Sire, M'lord... I beg leave to settle this issue ere the fighting starts. Sir Pwyll was the only man brave enough to challenge...
Tanicus watches as his friend leaps from one horse to the other, hoping he makes it! "Aye" returns Tanicus, as he moves toward his foe (OOC: we were sorting a...
... Ooc: Give a lad a chance to work will ya! [Round 1] Tanicus roundly curses the man and his parentage. He concludes by shouting, "If you were lying here...
"Thank you, Sire. Thank you for the advice, M'lord." Morien inclines his head and then rides out towards Sir Pwyll. "I am here, Sir Pwyll, nor have I forgotten...
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