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250 · 09-24-2002, 04:13 PM

Sennid

As your two friends were tangling in a battle of life and death, you sneaked silently upon the lone orc that was unsure what to do. Too caught up by the spectacle, the orc never heard you coming...

A small tinge of excitement inched up your spine, as you sneaked closer and closer to your intended prey. "You are mine!" Sennid silently snickered, and the slight tremor of thrillness affected her usually steady stabbing manuver.

"Damn!" Sennid hissed inwardly as the orc moved unexpectedly (purely out of luck) and her dagger stabbed into the air. The orc yelled in surprise and jumped around to fend off the sneaky rogue's next attack, only to catch a dagger straight in the gut. Gasping horroribly, the orc pushed and punched his heavy club, and his other hand went to held the openned wounds.

Sennid darted gracefully out of the clumsy swings, and out-manuvered the wounded orc easily. The orc's next back hand swung left himself open, and Sennid wasted no time to step in and stabbed a vital hit on the orc's shoulder blade. The dagger bited deep into the flesh, and she heard the satisfying sound of blade severing bone-joint. The orc yelled in terror, but the sound caught in his throat and turned into a painful gagging. Blood poured out of his open mouth, with hot smelly breath, and his club lay lifelessly by his feet. His only free hand went up and down then up again, not sure which wound to cover this time.

OOC:
Sennid, you are still helding on the dagger against the orc, who is dying fast.

btw, in case you ask, Sennid, critical miss

[ 09-24-2002, 04:42 PM: Message edited by: 250 ]

09-24-2002, 04:13 PM	#77
250 Horus - Egyptian Sky God Join Date: March 4, 2001 Location: either CA or MO Age: 43 Posts: 2,674	Sennid As your two friends were tangling in a battle of life and death, you sneaked silently upon the lone orc that was unsure what to do. Too caught up by the spectacle, the orc never heard you coming... A small tinge of excitement inched up your spine, as you sneaked closer and closer to your intended prey. "You are mine!" Sennid silently snickered, and the slight tremor of thrillness affected her usually steady stabbing manuver. "Damn!" Sennid hissed inwardly as the orc moved unexpectedly (purely out of luck) and her dagger stabbed into the air. The orc yelled in surprise and jumped around to fend off the sneaky rogue's next attack, only to catch a dagger straight in the gut. Gasping horroribly, the orc pushed and punched his heavy club, and his other hand went to held the openned wounds. Sennid darted gracefully out of the clumsy swings, and out-manuvered the wounded orc easily. The orc's next back hand swung left himself open, and Sennid wasted no time to step in and stabbed a vital hit on the orc's shoulder blade. The dagger bited deep into the flesh, and she heard the satisfying sound of blade severing bone-joint. The orc yelled in terror, but the sound caught in his throat and turned into a painful gagging. Blood poured out of his open mouth, with hot smelly breath, and his club lay lifelessly by his feet. His only free hand went up and down then up again, not sure which wound to cover this time. OOC: Sennid, you are still helding on the dagger against the orc, who is dying fast. btw, in case you ask, Sennid, critical miss [ 09-24-2002, 04:42 PM: Message edited by: 250 ]