//Somewhere in the Tundra. From the perspective of Rex. Ducarta and Rex
//are in the same room and Delem makes a surprise appearance. So does
//another unexpected visitor.

Turbo trots in from north.
Delem rides in.

Someone fails to dodge Delem's attack, giving him the chance to crash
violently with his long wooden rider lance into someone. Delem hits the left
leg of someone and causes a critical wound.

Someone is knocked down to the ground.
Delem's long wooden rider lance splints and breaks. He throws it away.
Drake sits up.

Delem aims with his right fist at Drake's left hand, but he doesn't fall
for Delem's attempt to feint the attack.

Drake comes to his feet.
Delem charges forward and rams his armoured elbow and shoulder into Drake's
torso with force.
Drake is lifted off his feet and falls down to the ground.

You wield the rider lance in your right hand and left hand.
Delem grumbles in Common: Oh
Drake sits up.

Delem swings his left fist at Drake's left hand and bruises his left hand
slightly.
OOC: Ducarta: Drake?
Drake comes to his feet.
OOC: Delem: what the hell

Drake disappears in a puff of sherbet.

You change the grip on your rider lance and thrust it with force towards
Ducarta's torso, but he manages to dodge the attack.
OOC: Delem: NUUUUUUUU
OOC: Ducarta: what the hell

You swing your long wooden rider lance at Ducarta's torso, slam
against his jacket and bruise his torso severely.
Ducarta's wounds start to bleed.
Ducarta gracefully leaves west, moving through the grass.
OOC: Delem: I HAD HIM!!! NUUUUU!

Comments

Delem: I owned Drake though... haa haa sigh
Rex: Yes, yes you did.

-- ReX - 03 Nov 2007