Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190613122232

Tiskr blocked the attack with his shield. The Orc's attack had left him open, so the Stormhawk was able to get in a counter-attack with Bittnahjold.

The sword pierced in between the enemy's plates and gutted the Orc, dealing massive internal damage. The Orc fell to his knees, reeling in pain.

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In one swing, the Dremora caught the enemy Orc in the neck and cut clean through the flesh and bone, looping off his head. The body tumbled down the stairs, partially ablaze from the Daedra's enchanted weapon.

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(Well I'm assuming that Reeth is keeping up with the allied advance, just keeping himself at a safe distance so that he doesn't get attacked. Surprisingly the staff has a pretty long range, at about 14 meters.)

Reeth's sparks licked the Orc, zapping him constantly for a few seconds until the Orc's body locked up and he collapsed.

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Randagulf kicked his opponent and then brought down his axe from on high, though he narrowly missed the Orc's head and instead struck him in between the left shoulder and the neck.

The Orc's armor stopped the axe from chopping clean through his flesh, but the impact alone was enough to break bone and leave heavy bruising.

The tide of Companions rushing down was enough to engulf the weak Orc and push through to the bottom floor. The 5 Orc archers retreated towards the open corridor, firing on the encroaching humans all the while.

The Orcs that had been squeezing into that tunnel were turning around and falling back to protect the archers.

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Kal's sword went right under the Orc's exposed chin, cutting deep into his skull and finishing the enemy warrior off.

Reyl pushed her spear through the Orc's arm and into his neck, comming out the other end.

With the two Orcs dead, Jofrodr was able to crouch down and grab the dead Companion's shield, using it to lock in beside Elisiv to once again close the shield wall.

Surprisinly, the enemy Orcs seemed to be retreating, as their mass of men was getting smaller with the Orcs at the back leaving for some reason.

"Now is our chance! Push them back!" Elisiv yelled.

The Companions raised their shields, planted their feet and began to push against the remaining Orcs, trying to make it out of the tunnel.

Boruus nodded. "Hurry up over there!" He yelled to the head miner.

"We can't rush things, or else part of this chamber might collapse as well." The miner argued.

The miners brought down another of the pillars and the wooden arches holding up that corridor began to stress and crack.

"Oh shit." The head miner muttered, seeing that their archers were retreating into the tunnel from the iron ore room. "Keep them out of the tunnel!" He yelled to the archers. "Whatever it takes, we just need a bit more time!"

"Something the matter?!" Boruus asked.

"The humans are pushing our men back!" The head miner replied. He could see a bit of the battle going on between the Orc warriors and the Companions/Stormhawks in the other chamber.

"Fuck, just hurry up then!" Boruus ordered. He turned around and gestured for his own men to get ready in case the worst came to pass.

The Orcs had other means to collapse that tunnel in case the miners failed. Barrels of oil were gathered up and were ready in case they needed to bring the rocks down fast, but that might compromise the whole chamber as the miner explained before.

The champion looked over at the remains of the human that Bakel had killed. ''Humans are persistent, but in the end they aren't invincible. We'll kill them all the same.''

All he could see was black, all he could feel was the cold emptiness of the void around him. This was his beginning, the nothingness that preceeded his dawn.

Those malevolent hands crafting his body from the fox's corpse, molding dead flesh into new flesh. The blood of the dragon filling his being, turning cold flesh into warm flesh. Lastly the piece of death that gave him life. He was his father's tool.