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Chance And Steel (Open Warfare RP)


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Iogairn swayed away from the forehand of the Nord's swing. "You know, I'm sure we could get along if we just-" The Nord didn't see it this way as he backhanded at him. But either the Nord thought Iogairn wasn't a threat as he was unarmed or he was a moron as the backhand went to far, leaving his torso wide open. Iogairn grinned and stepped into his arc, bringing his knee up into the Nord's groin. AS the Nord buckled over Iogairn grabbed the Nord's hair with his right hand he took the Nord's dagger with his left and plunged it into the Nord's neck. He didn't like to be up close and personal, but given a choice between that or dying...
As the Nord sank to the floor he tossed the dagger in the air and grinned. And then he saw a familiar figure...
"Seamus!" he called with a smile. "How have you-" In the corner of his vision he saw an Argonian, trying to pull his sword out of the corpse. "That's my sword you bastard!" he roared and ran into the startled Argonian, tackling him to the floor and hammering his knife home. Standing up he wriggled the sword out. "Ah," he said to no one in particular, "he loosened it for me. How kind."


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Clusan and the other two duelists would have been able to regroup, making a small circle, a few arm lengths away from each other. A small mound of bodies would start form around them, the duelists being unified would make them near unbeatable, using teamwork and their speed and skill to best their enemies. After the Dominion and Ebonheart casualty count escalated to double digits, the enemy would hold of, stopping their assault on the three duelists and would go back to fighting each other, giving the three a rest. For now.


Clusan- The Redguard duelist in search of 'Blade Singers'
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The chaotic fight was over in seconds. Seamus stood there, holding his Bardiche high, jaw dropped. "You... you fine their Iogairn?" He looked at the bodies surrounding Iogairn and was kind of shocked, he did not think the Breton was capable of such butchery.

"Come on friend, we should find more Lions."


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The unit Quib was in was now truly in the thick of it, an arrow passed over Quibs head just missing him, Quib reacted and ducked about a second and a half after the arrow had pass, if the arrow was going for it's mark ... it would be safe to say Quib would of been a dead.

"Quib?"

Quib heard somebody call his name, well he thought but soon even his thoughts were drowned out by screaming. he turned to see who was calling him, only to see that what he though was the back of his unit formation against the Dominion was in fact the front for the covenant as he saw a bunch of warriors wearing the proud blue lion charge him.

Quib raised his shield and closed his eyes bracing himself for the attack


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Solduiran pulled back a few troops, maybe 25 or so from the Aldermi Line. All of them were big burly bearded Nords. THey retreated away before charging back hitting the Covenant side with a clash. The Nords ran screaming with swords, axes, maces, and hammers raised they met their enemies. Solduiran leaped over an Argonian with his shield raised. "Quib?" He asked, hoping it was him. The air was filled with smell of Metal and Blood. The ground soggy with the red liquid. An Orc broke the line and brought an axe down on Solduiran. The Nord blocked the shot but strained to maintain it as the Orc pushed on Solduiran. The Orc however while it focused on killing Solduiran was left Vulnerable.


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After the brief rest that Clusan and his two duelists were given, they launched back into battle, staying together and in unison while cutting through the ranks of their enemies. They were slowly moving around the edge of the battlefield, rather than launching into the middle they were scraping off the edge of enemies, making it easier to get out of/into the center. Clusan and his friends were starting to shift from a main force of Aldmeri into Ebonheart soldiers.

A nord charged at Clusan, his hammer held high. Clusan stood ready. The nord swung down at Clusan's head, Clusan lunged down onto a knee to the nord's left, slashing his scimitar against the Nord's waist, where the armor is weaker. The nord's hammer would crash into the ground where Clusan used to be, for Clusan lunged to the diagonally closer to make the downwards swing miss, and the nord's waist would be cut. He would reach to instinctively grab it when he would catch a flash in his peripheral, before his neck was cleaved by Clusan's fellow Duelist who was to the side of Clusan.

Clusan would get up and step back, the other two duelist followed suit and stepped back to catch their breath and assess the situation. Not to far ahead of them they saw quite the large number of big burly nords smashing into their fellow forces. They decided to not try to combat the large force and simply held their position, making a half-circle on the edge of the battlefied, slaying anything foolish enough to get close to them.
This post was last modified: April 14th 2013, 05:05 PM by Iamme123


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Quib was knocked back by the charge, Quib scrabbled back up and raised his shield a little higher.
Quib walked back, his boots squelched in the mud and the weight of his armor was making him sink in.

"Quib?"

he heard his name called again! or was he going mad? quib peeked over his Shield to see a nord holding back an orc, it was Solduiran! at least it looked like him! Quib has let a friend die in front of him before! but not this time! no!
Quib heaved and grunted, he raised his mace and swung the mace as hard as his slender arms could and whacked the Orc of which was focused on the nord square between the eyes

*Crack* was the sound quib heard as the mace caved in the Orc skull and the orc fell with an almighty thud

*huff pant* Quib was out of breath, he stood there panting staring at Soldurian


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The Ebonheart forces had pushed the Aldmeri lines back at first, but began to falter as they shifted their ranks to respond to a new attack by the Daggerfall Covenant on their flank. As the nords, dunmer, and argonians lost ground-- Sunrio took the opportunity to regain his magicka and survey the battlefield. Amongst the layer of dead revealed by the Aldmeri push, he spotted a wounded Altmer warrior laying on the battlefield. Surprisingly enough, he was in remarkably good condition despite being stranded in the thick of battle. Sunrio thought it miraculous that some Ebonheart warrior didn't simply finish him off. He offered a gauntleted hand down to the injured soldier and assisted him to his feet, before beckoning a nearby pair of healers to guide him back to camp.

Sunrio could feel that his magicka was returning, the energy renewing itself in his body. So far he had slew a number of foes, all without needing to draw his sword from its sheathe. He had his comrades to thank for that, it was a common strategy for the troopers to simply defend Aldmeri spellcasters as they sowed destruction on the field.

Returning to the battle, he found a window of opportunity to send one Argonian skirmisher flying across the battlfield almost into the ranks of the Daggerfall Covenant. A nord axeman nearby noticed his companion's violent demise, and drew a throwing axe with the intention of flinging it into straight Sunrio's skull. Reacting quickly, Sunrio charged a lightning bolt in each hand. When the nord was about to throw the axe with all his might, the first lightning bolt shot it out of his hand while the second one struck him in the chest-- sending him back into the ranks of the Ebonheart Pact.

Arcs of arcane lightning draws much attention from one's enemies however. So when a group of Ebonheart archers turned to aim their bows towards Sunrio, he slipped back behind the ranks of Aldmeri shield-bearers-- and managed to avoid the wrath of their arrows. The battle was only intensifying, and he would need to continue to becareful if he wished to remain an asset.


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"WHAT IN OBLIVION'S NAME ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?!?" screamed a high elf dressed in commanders regalia. Do'Shanji and the group of soldiers he was with had still not received their orders to move out. Do'Shanji hated the fact that he had to trust his former enemies, not to mention being under their command. Still he was sworn to the services of Elsweyr and the fields of Cyrodiil is where he was needed.

"We still have not received our orders sir!" a young looking bosmer archer says. Looking somewhat annoyed, the high elf pulls out a scroll from a pouch and pretends to read it. "Right, you are to rendezvous with the last group of reinforcements that left here."

"This is preposterous!" Do'Shanji yells at the commander "Those are not our orders" They had all been briefed on their mission, and it certainly wasn't reinforcing the main Dominion contingent on the battlefield.

The altmer is enraged and glares at Do'Shanji "I am your superior officer, you will do as I say. When I tell you to move out, you move out" he yells back "IS THAT CLEAR?"

His anger towards the high elves only seemed to grow as he was forced to work with them. He hides his anger and nods at the altmer. "Good, now for the sake of Queen Ayrenn MOVE OUT!"

Do'Shanji and his fellow soldiers immediately march towards the sounds of battle.
This post was last modified: April 14th 2013, 07:49 PM by Grape Drank


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Kenny had healed most of Yaturs wounds and knew he would be okay, but he had to return to battle, he charged in when a arrow pierced his armor, he fell to his knees, the arrow had wonded him badly he looked for help but all he could see were members of the pact and the dominion battling on all sides but then he say him again 'he might be wearing the armor of the enemy but... I have a wife and child that need me still' the wound began to sting 'damn' sir kenny thought 'it's poisoned' he knew time was of the essence "QUIB!" He shouted out "QUUIIBB!" He did not move his armor was growing heavier. Blood was running down its shining blue colors, and his family's coat of arms. He called out again "QUIB!" He griped his sword as he saw an altmer warrior charging at him he stood and with what strength he had still he stood and in a swift move he blocked the altmers strike then ran him trough with a satisfying crunch of the rib cage, a nord saw him do this laughed then began his attack, Kenneth dropped his sword and fell to his knees then as the nord raised his axe kenny stabbed him in the gut with his fathers dagger. "QUIB!" He had no energy left the poison was making its way to his heart.
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Kaaos would be covered in blood. He had got caught up in managing wounded sent reeling back to the camp the Aldmeri and Daggerfall forces. He would wipe sweat from his face as he looked around at some of the still able bodied fighters who had faces of anger, fear, and sorrow. He would stand up and look to them.
"Let the healers heal. For those of you with the will to fight and those of you who can follow me! We go to the field to spill their blood."
Kaaos would begin to head towards the battlefield with about 15 men behind him. He looked for an opening in the lines for any small groups of reinforcements coming in. There they were just on the other side of a stale mate between a unit of Aldmeri and Ebonheart soldiers.

Kaaos would begin to march with his small band of men. His men and he were in charging distance and he raised his hand.
"FOR OUR FALLEN!!" with that he would charge forward with his small group of men crashing into the already engaged Aldmeri troops

Kaaos would strike a wood elf who had begun to string his bow down with a fire bolt before colliding into an Altmer who bashed him with his shield knocking him onto the ground. His head would ring and pound as he quickly got up ready to engage his foe.
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"QUIB!" "QUIIBB!!"
it was that voice again!
Quib turned around
it was Kenneth! quibs eyes widen as he saw Kenneth on his knees and a nord over him, about to bring his axe down on the breton, about to kill Quibs friend.
'But if i am seen helping the breton i'll be seen as traitor! i'll become an enemy on all sides! but it's kenneth! he has saved my arse a few ti..'
before quib could finish his thought he was already running, both hands holding up his shield as he rammed in the side of the nord knocking him off balance.
He bent over Kenneth, holding his shield over him (what little protect that may be).

"Kenneth! Get up! if i am seen helping you i'm good as dead" quib shouted there was a slight whimper in his voice


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Iogairn nodded in agreement. He struggled to keep the Rage down. He couldn't let it out, not here where there were so many bodies on both sides. That's why he smiled as he killed. Because that was the only way to cope.
"Aye, where are the rest of them?" he asked looking around. He saw individual battles being fought but no grouped units of men. This was no tactical battle, it was a melee.
However there was a clash of Ebonheart and Daggerfall battalions further away, though that was degenerating into small battles themselves. He pointed at them.
"Should we show them how the Kynaran Order fights, eh Seamus?" he grinned and ran at the fray, hoping the Orc would follow him.


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Alator finally reached the Knight sir-Kenneth he saw Quib try to help him and said "I´ll heal him step aside." Then he healed Kenneth and said to Quib "Thanks for your kindness" then started Alator and his men push further into the dominions army with high battle-cries. Around a hundred Soldiers charged against Alators men but he sent a wave of fire that pushed them back and only left burning corpses and a smell of burnt flesh.
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Bludghul had managed to get his unit out of Chorrol he was now in command of it since they got separated from Sirkenneth. He planed to attack go around the Aldmeri forces and attack the Ebonheart from the side. This seemed like a good plan to him but he was no leader. The men were tired after the battle at Chorrol first against the Imperials then the Aldmeris. Bludghul had sustained an injury from a Altmer mage a large burn on his chest that had partially burnt through his armor. He had to fight on he ignored the pain. It began to snow when they passed a mountain. It seemed peaceful unlike their previous couple of hours. A deer scuttled away from them and a woodpecker was heard in the distance. This peaceful state only lasted a hour when they climbed a mountain and took in the sight of Cyrodil. The province was in flames covered in ant like armies and the large termite mound which was the White Gold Tower. He observed the battle field and saw his target. The Ebonheart pact was currently fighting both the Covenant on one side and the Aldmeris on the other. Bludghul and his men descended down the mountain and into the battle field the small paradise in the Mountains long lost memories. They were close now to the Ebonheart he could make out the faces of men,mer and beast-folk. He gave a vengeful battle cry as they pounced upon the Ebonheart like a lion sinking their swords and axes into their unsuspecting enemies. He quickly cut down a Nord warrior with his axe and he was in a beserker rage once again. (Missed quite a lot =P)


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