Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141225000533/@comment-5583506-20141226201105

"Sovngarde saraan!" roared the Draugr scourge in the ancient guttural tongue as it launched an old Nordic greatsword over Valkyrie's head.

She blocked it just in time, but staggered back due to the brutal force of the blow.

You are wrong, she reflected. ''No Sovngarde awaits me. Only... only the Hunting Grounds... Where they are all waiting for me.''

As it swung its mighty sword at her again, she riposted and managed to drive the tip of the its weapon into the ground before she delivered a kick to the Draugr's side, temporarily distracting it while she relocated her next attack.

"Aav Dilon!" growled the Draugr angrily when it realised the trick.

She managed to dodge another blow just in time, but not before the Draugr sword had barely scratched her right cheek, cutting a thin red line.

She groaned in pent-up anger and quickly countered by smacking the Draugr's sword to the side and drove the hilt of Frostbite up to its throat.

"Gaargh!" groaned the Draugr and grabbed her wrist with its cold, bony fingers.

"Oh, dear", she murmured when she realised what it was about to do.

The Draugr used its sheer strength to twist her around and tackle her off in into a wall, knocking her head against the stone. It hurt and it made her lose some awareness of her surroundings. She just barely assumed control of her consciousness when she became aware of the blade coming swooping in before her eyes. She ducked just in time.

This warrior must have been among the elite when he was alive, she speculated.

"Faaz! Paak! Dinok!" rumbled the Draugr who apparently became more and more angry for each time she eluded his attack.