Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20141029020027/@comment-24587225-20141207235208

(I'll try to do so, but it's kinda boring, you know. Like, this isn't a normal RPG game, where your character can die, this is more like a story telling where you make the decisions, knowing your character won't die unless you want. And I've always hated battle descriptions... I feel like "who the f*ck cares if he hit the enemy in the shoulder? Does that even matter?" But I know it's necessary for story progression, so...)

Cark began to fight with 3 thalmor soldiers around him, disposed in a triangular manner. The three charged at him at the same time, but he crouched and rolled, hitting the legs of one of them, and making that one fall down. The other two stopped at the sight of a fallen ally (fallen, here, does not mean dead), and Cark, taking advantage of the occasion, slashed at one of the thalmor's neck, cutting his head off. The other one, seeing Cark with his guard down, tried to cast a flame spell on him. But as soon as Cark felt it, he placed his shield between them, not before having a superficial burn on his shield arm. Even then, Cark knew that if he kept that way, his shield would end up all burnt up, and he did not have enough space to hit him with a sword, so he jumped and hit the remaining thalmor with his multi-use shield, killing him. Then, noticing that the first thalmor he had put down was still alive (the "fallen" one), he finished him with a quick and strong stomp on his head. Then, he noticed his shield was still burning, and threw it like at a thalmor who was beginning to gain the upper hand against one of his men, quickly turning the table to his man's side.

"And there it goes..." Said Cark, as a goodbye to his shield, who had accompanied him in so many adventures and battles...

"The past won't defend you, old man." He said, as he picked up one of the fallen (now really meaning dead) thalmor's shields, and went back to fighting.

(BTW, couldn't the thalmor have just burnt Cark's entire ship to the ground (pardon me; to the sea) with fire magic, and then forced Cark's men and the supersoldiers to fight on their (the thalmors) own ground? (Again, pardon me; their own ship))