**Without loosing his momentum, the slashing searat is spun half way around as his cutlass is batted aside. Opposite, the searat reacts far too late, his head rolling off at the neck. As the frightful howl of Wolfbane sounds, the frontline stop, both paws on their weapons, mainly cutlasses and spears, pointed at the oncoming Wolf. Bloodwake, now up a little closer, yells out for his few bowman to circle around behind the Wolf.** -- Roleplay for Redwall Room

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Date Posted: 09:10:55 12/21/02 Sat
Author: Opponents (Searats)
Subject: **Without loosing his momentum, the slashing searat is spun half way around as his cutlass is batted aside. Opposite, the searat reacts far too late, his head rolling off at the neck. As the frightful howl of Wolfbane sounds, the frontline stop, both paws on their weapons, mainly cutlasses and spears, pointed at the oncoming Wolf. Bloodwake, now up a little closer, yells out for his few bowman to circle around behind the Wolf.**
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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**Wolfbane, having sworn to protect the Abbey with his life, enjoys the overwhelming odds that he is under. As he approaches the line, does not slow, aiming at one particular searat with a cutlass aimed at him. Using his longsword, lunges forwards at the beast, batting the cutlass away with full force, before landing the pommel of his sword into the jaw of the searat. Immediately spinning to his left delivers a full blooded horizontal cut at the closest searat.** (NT) -- Wolfbane (Grey Wolf), 09:30:27 12/21/02 Sat