D&D: Stand your ground and try to withstand the tackle
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The man's hand releases your wrist only to give you a strong backhand across the face followed by a heavy weight pressing into your stomach. He has his knee pressed below your ribcage, restricting recovery, and though he should claim victory here and now, the large hand rips away your deerskin, leather straps being your only modesty at the torso. At this, there's a sudden voice of whispers among the spectators, especially by the warriors in waiting. | The man's hand releases your wrist only to give you a strong backhand across the face followed by a heavy weight pressing into your stomach. He has his knee pressed below your ribcage, restricting recovery, and though he should claim victory here and now, the large hand rips away your deerskin, leather straps being your only modesty at the torso. At this, there's a sudden voice of whispers among the spectators, especially by the warriors in waiting. | ||
| - | "What are you doing?" Andin speaks in concerned accusation, Hansel ignores him and tears away at the leather straps over your chest, you see through blurry vision Andin standing into the ring "Hey, what do you think you're doing?!" A few others stand, the half-orc's hand taking Andin's shoulder "No rules being broken." Andin is hardly deterred, trying to push out of the grip and stand closer, only managing to reach one step which the Half-orc takes with him in order to better position himself. | + | "What are you doing?" Andin speaks in concerned accusation, Hansel ignores him and tears away at the leather straps over your chest, you see through blurry vision Andin standing into the ring "Hey, what do you think you're doing?!" |
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| + | A few others stand, the half-orc's hand taking Andin's shoulder "No rules being broken." | ||
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| + | Andin is hardly deterred, trying to push out of the grip and stand closer, only managing to reach one step which the Half-orc takes with him in order to better position himself. | ||
Your chest has been exposed by now, easily pulling the leather down your legs and revealing your hairless nethers, Hansel places his hands over yours, gripping them into one hand and reaching down to take hold of his leggings... | Your chest has been exposed by now, easily pulling the leather down your legs and revealing your hairless nethers, Hansel places his hands over yours, gripping them into one hand and reaching down to take hold of his leggings... | ||
Revision as of 09:52, 13 April 2015
While stronger than you look, you're without match to the much larger human, finding great difficulty keeping any semblance of balance. He grabs a meaty hand around your weapon arm's wrist, the other hand taking your leg; your free hand curls a fist and jabs into his nose to cause a bleed, but aside from his wince you have done little to stop him raising your body off of the ground. The terrible rush of cold adrenaline signals your sudden descent as he slams you into the center of the ring, causing you to lose much of your breath as well as experience a flash of jagged light warp your vision for the strike your head has just made on the rough terrain.
The man's hand releases your wrist only to give you a strong backhand across the face followed by a heavy weight pressing into your stomach. He has his knee pressed below your ribcage, restricting recovery, and though he should claim victory here and now, the large hand rips away your deerskin, leather straps being your only modesty at the torso. At this, there's a sudden voice of whispers among the spectators, especially by the warriors in waiting.
"What are you doing?" Andin speaks in concerned accusation, Hansel ignores him and tears away at the leather straps over your chest, you see through blurry vision Andin standing into the ring "Hey, what do you think you're doing?!"
A few others stand, the half-orc's hand taking Andin's shoulder "No rules being broken."
Andin is hardly deterred, trying to push out of the grip and stand closer, only managing to reach one step which the Half-orc takes with him in order to better position himself.
Your chest has been exposed by now, easily pulling the leather down your legs and revealing your hairless nethers, Hansel places his hands over yours, gripping them into one hand and reaching down to take hold of his leggings...
D&D: You still have plenty of strength, raise your knee to slam his crotch against his knuckles
D&D: You decide you're in no position to retaliate just yet, regardless of what's about to happen
D&D: You call out to the other fighters for help in a "Special circumstance"
