Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-25038310-20160421174006

The Undead victim parried a blow from a nearby soldier, redirecting his blade to an empty space with his sturdy glove, and then forced a riposte, thrusting his sword deep into the man's ribcage before slowly burying and cutting the blade through the soldier's throat until it exited out of the top of his head. Another soldier with a preference for backstabs attempted to attack the man from behind, but a backhand from the Undead resulted in a smack against the face as he swiftly turned around, slowly walking towards the soldier that crawled around for a brief moment, not even having the chance to rise to his feet again, before burying his sword in the soldier's neck.

The combined forces of the group made it clear to the other soldiers they were not to be trifled with, and the soldiers took to fleeing over the other hills with their remaining forces, clearly not intent on getting themselves killed - their howls and cries echoeing throughout the planes as they turned their backs on the Undead and dissapeared in the distance.

The undead turned to his supposed saviours, as he cocked his head while he stared at them intently and silently for a while, as if bewildered about them aiding him in this batttle. He buried his longsword in one of the skulls of the opponents as he slightly bowed his head in respect.

"I had not expected anyone to come save me." He said in a deep, but young voice. The Undead was perhaps no older than his thirties or twenties, by the sound of it.

"But save me if you must, less had I expected Ghastly Simon to appear yet again." He said as he turned to Dunistair and inspected him from tip to toe - or rather, his peculiar set of armor. He clearly recognized the black iron under the brown raggedy cloak.

"Yet, his weapons lie in the hands of another.." He said as he turned his cold stare to Fyr's spear. "Awfully strange, but yet.. not all too peculiar, is it now?" He muttered to himself.

"I am knight, and former duke Richard, at your service. I do solemnly think that an introduction is most fitting." He told the Undead, eager for their names.