**The foremost Searat running at the Wolf stumbles forwards, before collapsing to the ground, a crossbow bolt where his nose used to be. The leader, watching from the protection of the gateway cannot even shout out as the great boulder hurtles into the midst of his troops. Two of the Searats come charging in at Wolfbane, one delivering an upward slash at his stomach, while the other, from the right cuts across at the wolf's shoulder.** -- Roleplay for Redwall Room

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Date Posted: 08:41:19 12/20/02 Fri
Author: Opponents (Searats)
Subject: **The foremost Searat running at the Wolf stumbles forwards, before collapsing to the ground, a crossbow bolt where his nose used to be. The leader, watching from the protection of the gateway cannot even shout out as the great boulder hurtles into the midst of his troops. Two of the Searats come charging in at Wolfbane, one delivering an upward slash at his stomach, while the other, from the right cuts across at the wolf's shoulder.**
In reply to: Wolfbane (Grey Wolf) 's message, "**Standing in the midst of the smoking courtyard, behind a thin veil of smoke. The great figure of the Wolf stands, alone as the last defence of the Abbey. Tightly gripping the great war-hammer with both paws, held across his body in a guard position. His light grey hood billowing in the light breeze, with hood drawn forth, shadowing his entire face, except for the blazing eyes which stare out.**" on 16:53:42 12/19/02 Thu

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**Attention fixed back to the charging Searats. Even before the Searat is in range to strike upwards with his cutlass, leans forwards, thrusting his longsword in at it's throat. Taking a quick yet long sidestep to the right, retracting his longsword from the searat's throat, to ward off the blow at his shoulder. Now front on, thrusts hard up at the upper throat of the unfortunate beast.** (NT) -- Wolfbane (Grey Wolf), 13:02:07 12/20/02 Fri