The day after the New Years Party

[Lortz Thraka]

"Their kindness is designed to throw you off, my dear Orc." Lorz heard, now being totally surrounded with voices. A tall figure stepped out from shadows, looking pretty much like the little lizard Lortz used to hunt when he was little, but in a much larger scale.

"They want you to leave peacefully, to leave hungry. To leave without blood shed." it continued. "She is just an elf. The bird brains are not worth the time of such a noble, albeit smelly warrior such as yourself."

At first, the big lizards words seemed treacherous, like as he wanted something, but only after a few seconds Lortz mind grew darker as the hissing words echoed though his head. The urge to fight became stronger and stronger. The little woman in front of him said something with her little voice, but Lortz did not care to listen.

"I say meat dun speak yah whimpy little woman!!" he shouted out in her face. "N'Whimpy meat dun fight either!" he said and turned around, directing his last statement to the seemingly stronger lizardman. Suddenly the thick, muscular Orc burst out in a loud battlecry and threw his heavy body towards the figure in the shadows, swinging a fist aimed for the scaly cheek

** Where da' brains fail, brute strength prevail! **

The History of Lortz Thraka

[HuunBerbar]

"N' Whimpy meat dun fight either!"

The battle cry broke the momentary silence: the orc attacked.  As Lortz threw himself at Huun, the psyrpent spun to the side.  He had been well prepared for an attack; he knew that throwing an orc into a blind rage would have an unpredictable outcome at best.  

One of the perks of being a psyrpent was his tail: around five thirds of a ped long (five feet), adorned with three spikes, half a ped long each.  As Huun spun, he extended the tail and swung the deadly barbed appendage in Lortz's general direction.  The orc had practically thrown himself at the spikes in delivering the punch.  Huun kept low, if the tail somehow missed, he was prepared to back into the tavern.

M'hmm

[Lortz Thraka]

With the battlecry still roaring from his large, smelly mouth, Lortz closed up o the Lizard man. But before he was in reach the creature took a long step aside and began to spin around. As he did, a tail was set in motion, about 1.5 peds long and armed with three spikes at half a ped.

After a lifetime of fighting and killing, the Warlord reacted quickly, and as the tail began to move he put more weight on one of his foots, allowing him too move even closer to the lizard. With this he was to close for the tale to make any impact, and his fist was only moments away from smashing into the dark figures jaw

"Yah'r not running nowhere whimp" he thought to himself

** Where da' brains fail, brute strength prevail! **

The History of Lortz Thraka

[HuunBerbar]

The tail was not the only advantage of being a Psyrpent, several hundred razor sharp, dagger like, inch long teeth in one's mouth was another slight perk.

Huun saw the blow, and he opened his mouth, catching the blow's full force between his jaws.  nearly a dozen of his teeth were ripped from his jaw, blood oozed down lortz's arm, it was the Psyrpent's own.

The beast bit down.  Normally, his bite would easily snap a human's bone in two, as was common for claws.  But Lortz was an orc, his bones were much stronger then that.  Still, the teeth were more then sharp enough to pierce through the orc's skin like a hot knife through butter.  Ribbons of flesh fell from his hand, the teeth bit deeper, scraping the bones in the orc's hand.  

(posted edited, it seems Lortz was moving at full force.)

As the teeth caught inside the orc's flesh, huun freely fell back, knocked over by the sheer force of the blow.  He managed to keep his feet on the ground.  HIs tail whipped around as he fell, the spiked appendage came from behind, still in motion from the first swing.  As Lortz barreled forward, pushing Huun with him, the psyrpent's tail shot towards the orc's back, spikes first.  Unless the orc moved within the split second, he'd find several long barbs digging  into his back.

M'hmm

Edited by: HuunBerbar at: 4/14/04 23:56

[Lortz Thraka]

As the Orc directed his punch towards the lizards chin, the creature managed to open its mouth in time, and the fist connected inside of its mouth. Alot of teeth flew, and blood started to puur down Lortz arm. The bite hurt alot, but for the enraged orc it acted more like a reminder of the joy of battle than did any actuall harm. With the pain, the darkness in his head went away and he was now fuly aware of what he was doing.

beause of the weight behind the punch, the lizardman took a hard blow and fell backwards with the orc in top of him, being unable to stop in the speed he was moving.

While falling to the ground, he saw something moving on his side and as he instinctivly grabed it with his left arm he realized it was the creatures tale. Grinning as he he would have the lizard pinned under him in in the blink of an eye, he moved his knee up towards its stomach.

** Where da' brains fail, brute strength prevail! **

The History of Lortz Thraka

[HuunBerbar]

His head spun, he was dizzy, but not too dizzy to  see the mass of muscle flying towards him.  Blindly, Huun rolled to the side, the knee grazed the small of his back.  The lizard's jaw popped freely out of place, Lortz's hand came free, covered in both the fighter's blood.  A tooth was still stuck in the flesh.  Huun rolled backwards, arse over elbows to a standing position and quickly recovered from the murderous blow thrown at him.  

The two were in the tavern, the psyrpent backed up quickly, knocking over a table.  He glanced around for a tender, but saw none.  He kept backing off, expecting the  orc to charge him at any moment.  His head cleared quickly, he was prepared and on his feet.  A bottle of expensive wine shattered on the ground, spraying glass everywhere.

M'hmm

[Talinsha]

Talinsha closed her eyes as the fight began, she hated fighting. However the fight seemed to be getting worse by the second. If they didn't stop now someone would get killed.
"Stop!" she yelled at the two as she surveyed the mess the two had caused.
"Please stop." She pleaded her eyes filling with tears, reaching in to her sheath and drawing her sword. Knowing she would probably regret doing this she pointed her sword at the two of them.

Forever travelling and writing

[mystikskye lm]

My my, an orc fighting? I didn't know such things could happen.
She chuckled to herself as she turned and opened her bag, pulling out a small piece of painted glass.
Not much more would be needed, it's only an orc. Simple minds, simple tricks...
She pulled a cloth off a table and covered the glass, concentrating her cár’áll into the spell.
After a few seconds she uncovered it and whispered out the words needed Váián ésh’vái fá avél

if the orc's not too blinded by rage, he should see a clear view on the lizard folk running out the door, but only the orc will see it, it is an illusion after all

hi, this is me.

[Lucirina Telor Vevan]

Lucirina had remained silent as the fight had started, she didn't like violence. And she definitly didn't like the beligrant orc that had started the whole fight.
She placed her lute back in its sheat and got up from her chair. Picking up Lori and started walking into the tavern.. she wanted to stay as far as possible away from violence.. specially if there was a orc involved in it.

[Randagaar Van Dorn]

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