Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150812154412/@comment-6006054-20150814020603

A bandit rushed Kjalek with a war axe. This brought a grim smile to the nord's face. Like had in recent memory, he grabbed the axe's haft as it was swung at him. He did not punch the man in the stomach. He brought his greatsword down in a one-handed overhead swing, sinking it into the bandit's collarbone. His strike cut to the bottom of the man's ribcage. As the bandit went limp and his eyes turned glassy, Kjalek released the war axe and wrenched his blade free with both hands. The blow had been at close range, and his right forearm was spattered in red.

Kill.