Twirl your staff, and tell him to "come and get it."
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| - | Mustering all the courage you can, you pose with your feet apart, your chest out proud, and spin your staff in your hands. " | + | Mustering all the courage you can, you pose with your feet apart, your chest out proud, and spin your staff in your hands. "I am Thomasin the Ranger, come and get it, monster!" you declare, although your voice cracked a bit trying to say 'monster.' Moktar laughs again, and you can't help but feel smaller when he does that. He stalks forward with his shield out. He is quick. You jump back and swing wildly, but he easily smacks your staff away with his shield. |
The two of you dance and circle for a moment, judging each other's moves. He's faster, stronger, and more skilled you realize as a sinking feeling creeps into your stomach. Moktar lunges and an opening appears for you to thunk him in the chest. You go for it, but just as fast the opening is gone and his shield is back. He smacks your staff out wide and the padded mace thunks into your side. The "thunk" was hard. Harder than you expected and your balance is gone. You trip and fall to your knees. Your staff is on the ground in front of you, and Moktar's boot is on it. You look up and his mace is inches from your face. | The two of you dance and circle for a moment, judging each other's moves. He's faster, stronger, and more skilled you realize as a sinking feeling creeps into your stomach. Moktar lunges and an opening appears for you to thunk him in the chest. You go for it, but just as fast the opening is gone and his shield is back. He smacks your staff out wide and the padded mace thunks into your side. The "thunk" was hard. Harder than you expected and your balance is gone. You trip and fall to your knees. Your staff is on the ground in front of you, and Moktar's boot is on it. You look up and his mace is inches from your face. | ||
Current revision as of 19:15, 24 January 2023
Status: LARP costume: skirt, thong, and bustier
Mustering all the courage you can, you pose with your feet apart, your chest out proud, and spin your staff in your hands. "I am Thomasin the Ranger, come and get it, monster!" you declare, although your voice cracked a bit trying to say 'monster.' Moktar laughs again, and you can't help but feel smaller when he does that. He stalks forward with his shield out. He is quick. You jump back and swing wildly, but he easily smacks your staff away with his shield.
The two of you dance and circle for a moment, judging each other's moves. He's faster, stronger, and more skilled you realize as a sinking feeling creeps into your stomach. Moktar lunges and an opening appears for you to thunk him in the chest. You go for it, but just as fast the opening is gone and his shield is back. He smacks your staff out wide and the padded mace thunks into your side. The "thunk" was hard. Harder than you expected and your balance is gone. You trip and fall to your knees. Your staff is on the ground in front of you, and Moktar's boot is on it. You look up and his mace is inches from your face.
"Yield to Moktar the Mighty and you will not die this day, elf." You sigh and decide to:
