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Inferi

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Although her initial reaction had been not to comply with the orders of someone other than her master, the admission from him that it was acceptable had made it so she had little choice. At that point only certain orders would be unacceptable, as there had been no extra addendum that she was to obey everything and her master had been specific in the past that she was not to follow all but basic orders from another unless specifically stated.

The approaching ships were strange to see for a moment, before the realization that this was something she had been taught about years before. It had been part of her training, as part of her magical education had dealt with combat such as this. Approaching and boarding, while killing all those on the ship. It was a simple concept, and also one that her abilities had been set up to assist with. Manipulation of water was quite powerful on the oceans, and for a moment she was about to call on it and do something to the other ships.

However, the reminder from her master that she shouldn’t use her abilities of unless she was in danger prevailed, and the water around them made no movement to affect the approaching ships. Anything else she had been thinking was knocked out of her head by the collision, as well. She had not been anticipating such an event, and went to the deck as her footing was entirely lost.

It took a moment to regain it, and in that time it seemed the boarding had begun in earnest. There was no danger to her currently, so all she had to do was watch and wait. Strangely, it was abnormal. For all the time that she was with her master Wulvash, she had been involved in the combat, and although it had just been the two of them those had been the only real combat scenarios that she had ever been involved in. Everything up until that had simply been training and practice, and now fighting her master's foes was almost second nature.

For now, she complied with the order to move back, and did nothing else. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

25-Oct-2018 17:30:08

Azi Demonica

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After the Captain and Darius exchanged words, everyone got ready to prepare for action. The Drow would remain at the Captain’s side for safety. After the ram hit the hull, knocking a few pirates over, the other ship began boarding action. Arrows and the presence of Drakonians did not intimidate the pirates.

Wulvash went to engage with the armoured giant, whilst Octavius and Griselda turned inward as the shipmate was set ablaze. They looked at each other, then back to the pyromancer.

“Movete!” Octavius yelled, charging forth, delivering a series of wild hacks, uppercuts, push kicks, knee strikes, and headbutts into the pirates in his way.

“Oh-hei! Yeeah!” The shortness but breadth of his gladius meant it was a quick, snappy chopping weapon, allowing him to constantly attack and parry with rapidity.

Cutlasses clicked and thudded against his armour, whilst he had a tendency to chop into heads, incoming blades, and forearms, and stab into stomachs. Upon ramming his gladius hilt-deep into a belly, he always slid the blade out sideways to maximise the cut and spill guts. Other times, he would grab a head and then only mostly slash a neck open, leaving behind a strip of flesh and gripping the head to prevent it from falling off, and then would instantly pommel-smash the head off to make himself seem he was literally punching heads off!

''Fo sperate!'' the centurion grabbed a pirate by the throat then hacked off the top half of his head, the chunk of skull keeping its portion of brain even when it hit the deck. Octavius threw the corpse down and jumped into the fray.

Meanwhile, Griselda had charged, gripping her sword by its handle and blade. Driving her longsword as if a spear whilst receiving a cutlass to the helm, she rammed her blade into a pirate’s gullet. Still keeping one hand gripping the blade, she lifted the pirate over herself, then began swinging low, sweeping her blade across the legs of multiple pirates.

25-Oct-2018 22:16:58 - Last edited on 25-Oct-2018 22:27:04 by Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

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Since she was so heavily armored, she did not bother blocking incoming attacks, her armour did that for her. She relied on bashing her pauldron, headbutting (helm-butting?), and leaning over pirates so push them down and stomp upon them, using her armour’s weight as a tool.

Before moving on, the tall woman looked over at the Drow. She seemed safe, moving further back with the Captain.

After scuffling through the pirates, Octavius and Griselda could confront the pyromancer. Or rather lack thereof. Griselda, having nearly taken a pirate’s head off, wrapped an arm around the pirate’s torso while blood gushed out his throat. Lifting him so that his feet were off the deck, she basically used him as a human shield while scuttling towards the pyromancer while couching her longsword, using it as a short lance.

Octavius, on the other hand, had a rather unorthodox plan. “Incontinens!” he yelled, grabbing cutlasses with his left hand and throwing them at the pyromancer, one time even using a beheaded head as a projectile. Every step or two he took, he threw a cutlass, gradually closing the distance, sometimes throwing cutlasses as other pirates or parrying or chopping at them, keeping them at bay from Griselda. Once Griselda neared the spellwarrior, longsword still couched, human shield ready, Octavius would run around and swing at the pyromancer’s flank...

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“Rip him apart!” Xavakuun cheered for Wulvash as the armoured lizard approached the armoured giant.

“I know what to do, idiot!” Caspara yelled, assuming her brother’s comment was directed at her.

Once the pirates approached, she gripped her battleaxe and war hammer in either hand. She used her war hammer defensively, knocking aside incoming blades or sometimes outright breaking them, or using the fluke to catch a sword. “Weak!” she swung her war hammer into an incoming sword, impact rolling the edge and kinking the blade.

25-Oct-2018 22:17:16 - Last edited on 25-Oct-2018 22:28:16 by Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

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Since she was so much taller than humans, Caspara figured they would be able to dodge her, so she countered with her axe in upward, underhand motions, hacking into ribs, underarm, chin, or stomach. Often, when her battleaxe lodged into a foe, she would snap her jaws over his head then pull her head back, raking her teeth up the face, then smashing her war hammer into the pirate’s skull.

“I’m hungry! I need something to eat!” One unlucky pirate suddenly had his head inside Caspara’s mouth, then she hooked her battle axe around the back of his neck, and while pulling her head back with locked jaws, extended the pirate’s neck up so much that the vertebrae cracked and dislocated. She spat the head out, and continued to fight wildly.

Being so big, Xavakuun did not bother fighting too fast. He relied on a mix of horizontal chops with his battleaxes and low kicks, but being so big, a portion of pirates dodged his attacks easily enough. Those who failed had their knees broken and fell, and then Xavakuun would stomp his heels into stomachs, necks, or chins.

He kicked one pirate in the abdomen, lodging his clawed toes inside his belly, feeling the man’s spine between his toes. He pushed his foot against the pelvis, and so brought the pirate down, then casually put his other foot on the pirate’s sternum, weight causing his guts to squeeze out. Pulling his other foot out the pirate’s abdomen, Xavakuun casually walked over the pirate, then gave his chin a good stomp, driving it backwards with such force it dislocated. Keeping her knees bent, Caspara shifted, hooking the guts with the fluke of her war hammer, then she brought it up and started chewing on the intestines. She pulled her head back, the nest of guts ripping out their bed and flinging in the air, but the end still in her mouth.

25-Oct-2018 22:17:25

Azi Demonica

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Once the melee became face-to-face, Caspara and Xavakuun fought wildly, twirling like the arms of a windmill, constantly attacking with both weapons whilst swinging their tails into legs to trip or stagger foes. Their partial plate armour protected them from some attacks, but it was not long until their exposed scales got chipped or split. Both bled down the face, and both performed knee strikes, elbow strikes, shoulder bashes, and tail-flailing when able.

While Caspara continued her flurry of quick attacks with guts dangling down her mouth, Xavakuun snapped his jaws over a pirate’s head. He then reared in a sideways motion, lifting the pirate off the deck then spitting him out, hurling him away, Caspara decapitating him midair. Relying on mass, Xavakuun trampled foes, pushed them over, broke their knees with stomps, and occasionally briefly gnawed on skulls. So far, they were not faced with any remarkable foe, and so got carried away in the melee.

Xavakuun, however, after pushing down a few pirates, stood upright to see if Wulvash killed his foe yet...

25-Oct-2018 22:17:37

NotFishing

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The Battle

The rest of the front line, following the examples set by the others, charged forth to meet their foes. Yet strangely enough, Robert ordered the second line to stay back, and away from the melee.

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Wulvash

The enemy captain advanced a few steps, but upon seeing that Wulvash was advancing to meet him, he made no further movements - allowing some of the other pirates to charge ahead and perhaps wear the larger Drakonian out, while the armoured captain himself stayed near the railing.

But then Wulvash was upon him. The armoured pirate leapt over Wulvash's first sweep, the halberd striking nothing but empty air. Despite dodging the first attack, the Drakonian's foe made no attempt to launch a counter of his own.

Instead, he waited for Wulvash to strike again. He parried a thrust aside with his shield, and then ducked under a swipe. When another thrust came, he did the unexpected - he cast his shield aside, sidestepped the thrust, and gripped weapon's shaft just beneath the head.

Just then, the man's gauntlets began to glow a bright white, and if Wulvash attempted to pull his weapon free from the man's grip, he would find himself unable. It would appear that the pirate captain was now able to match Wulvash in strength.

The armoured corsair looked at Wulvash through his helmet, and grinned.

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Griselda

Griselda's decision to carry a body with her was perhaps not the smartest move. People were, after all, rather heavy, and all of that weight was now at her front. Her decision not to worry about blocking was also rather rash; while her armour would protect her from cuts, it would not protect her from movement or blunt force. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

27-Oct-2018 01:08:00 - Last edited on 27-Oct-2018 02:31:00 by NotFishing

NotFishing

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A pirate would come barrelling into her from the side where she did not hold her sword, which would most likely send her and the corpse sprawling across the deck. After that, the pirate would waste no time, raising his spear and attempting to thrust it down into her throat.

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Octavius

The pyromancer contemptuously parried each flying cutlass aside, sending them skittering harmlessly to the deck. The head, the pyromancer instead chose to catch. Smirking, he held it in one hand and set the hair ablaze, before lobbing it back in Octavius's direction.

The pyromancer then proceeded to quickly caress his sword, setting the blade ablaze, and then he charged towards Octavius, attempting to close the distance.

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The Twins

Though the two Drakonians cut through the pirates like butter, that only renewed the enemy's desire to kill them. They pressed against the Drakonians in greater number and ferocity, enough that even the two of them might begin to feel hard pressed. On the positive side, less attention was being directed towards the crew as a whole.

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The Quarterdeck

The Red Ranger Company and the bowmen on the enemy ship were now engaged in an archery battle. Unfortunately for the enemy, it was rather one-sided. The Red Rangers had superior numbers, superior speed, and superior accuracy. It was clear they were winning, and whittling their foes down at a much faster rate, but every second this went on was a second they couldn't support the crew on the main deck.

A stray arrow sailed past the heads of the archers, and embedded itself in the floor only an inch away from Zensira's foot. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

27-Oct-2018 01:18:59 - Last edited on 27-Oct-2018 01:24:22 by NotFishing

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Annie1227

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Annie watched when the pirates aboard the ship and started to attack. She shot arrows at the Pirates and was able to kill or injured some of them. Her heart was racing with fear and excitement as she kept fighting.

Then she saw a large, bulky, and cruel looking man set his gaze upon her. He was armed with a whip and sword, he lashed the whip forward, going straight for the face. She was able to dodge the whip by ducking under it as fast as an elf. After that she shot an arrow at him hoping to hit him in the gut. -Dances-

28-Oct-2018 19:04:00 - Last edited on 29-Oct-2018 05:13:06 by Annie1227

Inferi

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The overall state of the battle was of little interest, or rather of little importance, to Zensira. Having not been instructed to monitor it, she was not doing such, and her attention was only on two things. The first was herself, and whether or not she was in any danger. This was perhaps the most important, as it dictated whether or not it was acceptable for her to take action for herself. Her own survival has been listed as her top priority - aside from her Master’s orders, of course - and as such she would take action to prevent her life from ending.

The second, and perhaps unnecessary, area of observation was her Master and his status. Currently, it did not appear necessary for anything to be done as he was not in a serious or problematic situation. Even if he was, whether she was supposed to do anything about it was...unclear. While she had not been given an order to intervene, his existence was the most important thing there was, and therefore it was her duty to perpetuate it. The conflicting paths of logic were problematic, but as they did not yet need to be traversed she did not pay a great deal of attention to them.

The arrow that nearly struck her foot promoted a momentary consideration of whether or not her life was in danger, and her conclusion was that it was not. It had not seemed to be a directed shot from what she was able to glean, and therefore it was not necessary to take action to remove the one that had fired it. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

28-Oct-2018 20:55:45

NotFishing

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Annie's Duel

The man's eyes widened in surprise as he noticed that Annie had somehow been able to duck underneath the lash of his whip. Instead, it ended up striking the unfortunate crewmember next to her, cutting a red streak across his neck. He cried out, and another pirate then proceeded to run him through.

Meanwhile, the bald fighter saw Annie rise and go for an arrow. Knowing what was coming next, he charged forward. As Annie knocked the bow and pulled the string back, he swiped the bow aside with the blade of his sword, missing Annie's fingers by the width of a hair. The shock of the attack would cause her to let go of the string, sending her arrow harmlessly to the deck.

But the bald man did not stop there, and immediately followed up with a thrust toward Annie's stomach. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

29-Oct-2018 02:20:08 - Last edited on 29-Oct-2018 02:20:58 by NotFishing

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