**Sighting his next foe in his peripheral vision, quickly retracts the longsword from the dead Searat as he spins about, warding off the spear thrust with the flat of his blade. Ignoring the other beasts as they circle, twists his wrists upwards to slash the point up at the searat's chin.** -- Roleplay for Redwall Room

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Date Posted: 13:15:26 12/20/02 Fri
Author: Wolfbane (Grey Wolf)
Subject: **Sighting his next foe in his peripheral vision, quickly retracts the longsword from the dead Searat as he spins about, warding off the spear thrust with the flat of his blade. Ignoring the other beasts as they circle, twists his wrists upwards to slash the point up at the searat's chin.**
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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**With his spear being pushed aside, and his momentum still pushing forwards, is unable to avoid the tip of the blade. Squeaking faintly as his jawbone broken and part way through, his head flying back. The Searat from the left now steps inwards, drawing his attention with a powerful downwards cross slash. The Serat now opposite, instead of a cutlass, carries a sharp dagger, charging inwards to stab the Wolf in the back. As they do this, the remaining horde of searat's having regrouped, now jogging up instead of charging.** (NT) -- Opponents (Searats), 13:36:16 12/20/02 Fri