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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:37:43 GMT -5
Round 1:
Karyl: 168 (-5) Hollis: 182
Karyl does his patented rush to slam the man down, but Hollis is simply too damn big for that, and he brings his aurochs-like hand together and down, crushing the Crowl onto the ground.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:39:37 GMT -5
Round 2:
Karyl: 144 Hollis: 99 (-15)
Karyl is more sensible now and rolls to a side, lashing his feet out powerfully as the huge man chases him, tripping him up. He slams his massive and battle-hardened fist into the side of Hollis's head. The giant grunts.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:40:52 GMT -5
Round 3:
Karyl: 162 Hollis: 156
the two men stand up and by mutual unspoken agreement, grab each other with their left hands and pummel each other with their right. Four times fist hits left jaw, but neither man seems to pay much mind.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:42:52 GMT -5
Round 4:
Karyl: 177 Hollis: 179
The men continue hitting each other so hard that their fists bleed. Both men have skulls thicker than a shield's rim, though, and as such the men watchings' ears hurt more from the sound than the men doing the hitting seem to feel.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:44:23 GMT -5
Round 5:
Karyl: 132 Hollis: 111 (-20)
Karyl does what was thought impossible; he catches the giant's hand on a punching swing and, using strength gleaned from ages of punching, drops to a knee and lifts Hollis up and slams him onto the hard ground.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:46:12 GMT -5
Round 6:
Karyl: 117 Hollis: 152
Hollis rises, in shock, but as Karyl comes back, the huge man uses a secret tactic practiced only by the giants beyond the wall: he sidesteps Karyl's lunge, then lifts him over his head and does the Batman slam onto his knee. His knee feels almost as bad as the northman.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:48:25 GMT -5
7:
Karyl: 170 Hollis: 152
Karyl easily rises and slams his fist into Hollis's face again.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:50:08 GMT -5
Rounds 8-12: who cares
Round 13:
After both men are beaten to a pulp, they pass out, but Karyl is last on his feet, thus making him the King of the Concussion.
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Karyl Crowl
Prince
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Mar 31, 2015 15:53:37 GMT -5
Crowl makes a thumbs up sign as both men are carted off by several oxen to the maesters tower to seek medical treatment.
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Karyl Crowl
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 1, 2015 17:57:54 GMT -5
After several days of dreaming of unicorns and fluffy little grumpkins Crowl wakes and searches for somewhere to gorge himself on food.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 1, 2015 17:59:21 GMT -5
He sees Hollis, drinking whiskey. The grim giant waves to him. "Well fought...midgit."
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 1, 2015 18:04:12 GMT -5
Crowl looks up at the man, "You as well, Ser giant." Crowl says sitting down next to him, "I haven't hurt like that since my campaign in the vale." He mutters reaching for a large glass.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 1, 2015 18:07:43 GMT -5
"Wasn't that like...two months ago?" the giant asks. "You are a true hungerer for blood."
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 1, 2015 18:09:41 GMT -5
"This last one was a stroll through the meadows rather then a campaign, talking the first one against Cassadar." Crowl states.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 1, 2015 18:11:22 GMT -5
"Ah," he says. "Well, that makes sense, then." He drains his ale. "Why do you eat the dead?"
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