Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190711165640

Unlike Lamush, Boruus didn't know when to give up. "Coward! I'll never run away from a fight! I guess you are just like your brother." He cursed at her as she ran past.

The champion stubbornly remained to fight Kal.

Kal's slash was unable to penetrate his heavy armor, the plating on his legs deflected her sword.

Boruus tried to tackle her, hoping that his strength would be enough to overpower the woman.

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Ahead of Lamush was the stairs up to the stronghold, but to the adjacent platform she saw Hans standing over the corpse of the one of the last archers.

His fists were bloody, having just pummeled the archer's face into mush. He looked up at her, his red eyes filled with unquenching rage.

This was the first time that Lamush had seen the burnt human back up after Bakel had previously killed him. The sight might send a shiver down her spine, this man was supposed to be dead after all. She saw him die.

The Dremora's greatsword caught the Orc's leg and he severed it in from the back of the knee in one blow.

As the daedra disappeared, his opponent fell to the ground screaming.

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The Orc was more wary of Relan and continued to follow him with his shield. As the smith had predicted, that allowed Otamr the perfect opportunity to strike.

The hunter lunged at his foe and, with a swing of his sword, was able to disarm the Orc. The warrior only had his shield now, but he still used it to bash Otamr in the face. The Companion was knocked back and fell over prone.

Relan could see an opening to strike.

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Tiskr caught the Orc's neck with the tip of his blade and cut it clean through.

Elisiv withdrew her axe and knocked the dying Orc over with her shield.

Tiskr could only see two more Orcs in front of him. Both of them completely surrounded by the Companions. Even if the Stormhawk didn't kill them, the mercenaries would finish them off in moments. He could strike at either of them if he wished, flanking them was easy.

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Reeth's lightning blasts sent the last two archers to the ground, staggering them and bringing them to death's door as they spasmed on the platform. His staff easily killed one of them after a few seconds and he could still finish the other one off by changing the aim of the staff.

Bodvar rallied half of the human forces and charged into the courtyard. This organized charge was much more successful than the previous Vedrfolnir attempts.

Chief Bakel and the women held their ground, letting the humans smash into their line. They held against the attackers, but were unable to counter-attack.

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Mornz turned the corner and pulled Durzha close to her, holding the girl's head. "We made it just in time."

She looked over at the longhouse courtyard where the humans had just charged.

"A few more minutes and we would've been trapped by the fighting." The Forge-Wife Shaggol stated. holding the bottom of her pregnant belly.

Mornz turned around and saw her mother Murbut, the tribe's shaman, arriving with a group of Orc children.

"Where are my parents?! I...I want to..!" One of the boys yelled.

Murbut smacked the boy across the face. "Shut it." She ordered.

The boy teared up, but held his tongue instead of risking another smack.

Mornz approached with Shaggol and Durzha. "Mother, is the way clear?"

"For now, the humans don't know of the back gate." The shaman stated. "Our chief wouldn't know about it either, if you hadn't told him." She muttered under her breath.

Mornz remained quiet, even after years her mother hadn't forgiven her for her betrayal. I traded my sister's life for my son's...now he's lost to me as well.... She pushed those thoughts out of her mind. Now wasn't the time to bring up past mistakes or worry about Boruus, she had another child that needed her help. She held Durzha's hand tightly.