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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 8, 2011 4:04:29 GMT -5
The six VS 12 dothraki hellscreamers.
Round 1:
Corbray: 193 Sand: 152 (-10) Targaryen: 123 (-10) Humble: 100 (-35) Clegane: 187 Dondarrion: 141 (-10)
Screamers: 1: 148 (-35) 2: 130 (-35) 3: 167 4: 134 (-10) 5: 142 6: 94 (-20) 7: 140 8: 126 9: 164 (-15) 10: 127 (-40) 11: 120 (-10) 12: 172
The battle opens with somewhat unexpected results for the famed knights, as Ser Frances Sand scores a light blow on one opponent, but his decision to get off his ohrse costs him as the second man he faces gets past his guard and slashes him across the back. Princess Cassandra fares little better, her spear striking a man in the shoulder, while another slashes her across the top of her breast with his sharp arakh. Creed Humble, unused to facing a cavalry attack, fares the worst, with his mace a poor weapon for facing men on mounts, both of the experienced warriors flanking his attack and slashing him twice. Ser Raymund Dondarrion hits an unarmored opponent with great wrath but is himself struck, as the men realize these Dothraki are far more coordinated then any peasant levy.
On the other side of the coin, the Dothraki leaders challenges Ser Hollis with another man, but the giant's shield knocks him off his horse whilst his two handed mace, wielded with one arm, catches the other man simultaneously, forcing both men to the ground. And Lord Fillmore Corbray shows the grace on horseback he's famed kingdom wide for, Lady Forlorn slashing right and left, leaving sprays of bright red arterial blood over both his opponents. His decision to stay mounted proves wise as both his opponents falter.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 8, 2011 4:19:03 GMT -5
Round 2:
Lord Corbray: 176 Ser Frances: 174 Princess Cassandra: 121 Creed: 80 (-70) Hollis: 126 Raymund: 192
1: Slain 2: Slain even worse 3: 115 (-35) 4: 89 (-35) 5: 131 6: 86 (-40 now) 7: 175 8: 82 9: 123 10: 64 (Dead) 11: 111 (-45) 12: 108 (-35)
Other than poor Humble, now being trampled under the mad horsemens' stallions, the rest of the fight begins going better. Lord Corbray continues his dominance with a swift decapitation of one enemy and a horizontal shield slam which unhorses his bloodied opponent, leaving him to the crushing hooves of his horse. Ser Frances catches his breath, then shows his skills with an impressive stab through one opponent, and when the other moves in for the opportunity attack, his foot kicks upwards and breaks the man's nose. Both his enemies unhorsed makes it a fight much more to his advantage.
Cassandra Targaryen focuses her attacks on her wounded opponent, using him as a sort of shield to avoid leaving an opening for her other enemy. Her sharp spear punches through the Dothraki's right arm, leaving it useless. Clegance blasts one opponent out of this life but afoot his other proves nimble, dodging three stikes of the heavy mace, though unable to find a way to hurt the juggernaut. Raymund Dondarrion, enraged at being hit by such men, unleashes an axe storm of hatred which near kills both his enemies in the same breath.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 8, 2011 4:31:41 GMT -5
Round 3:
Corbray: 157 Sand: 124 Targaryen: 117 (-30 now) Humble: 119 Clegane: 176 Dondarrion: 162
3: 43 (Dead) 4: 119 5: 157 6: 127 7: 141 (-20) 8: 76 (Dead) 9: 84 (Dead) 11: 60 (Dead) 12: 45 (Dead)
A monumental effort on Creed's part lets him get out of the killing hooves and land a light blow to an attacker, the man laughs a horrible laugh as his blade raises high for a killing strike when A massive two hand mace splits his head like an overripe watermelon. Brains spray everywhere with the blood, even blinding the leader of the hellscreamers, whom Hollis dispatches of in true Clegane fury; simply using his massive strength to rip his head from his shoulders. Dondarrion crushes his two opponents with his axe blazing in the twilight, his own powerful strikes being perfect for unarmored opponents weakened by wounds and blood loss. Ser Frances turns his spear over in his hand and thrusts it through one man's neck, and instead of drawing it out his sword leaves its sheath cat-quick to block a strike from his other opponent, who is swiftly struck with a blow from Lord Corbray en route to helping the beleaguered Humble. Cassandra takes a stab to the upper thigh which misses the artery, but her unwounded opponent smells blood and closes in.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 8, 2011 4:37:54 GMT -5
Final Round:
Fillmore: 134 Frances: 179 Cassandra: 148 Creed: 70 Hollis: 199 Raymund: 152
4: 59 (dead) 5: 92 (Dead) 6: 61 (Dead) 7: 127 (Dead)
Ser Hollis is the man of the hour, along with Lord Corbray, as the first teams with the dragon princess to slay one opponenet with her, while the enormous man rampages and kills nearly everything in his path. Frances Sand's satisfaction as he lines up his own killing shot on his final opponent fades as swiftly as the wind when he notes the destruction wrought by his "allies".
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