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(Kreig) Ricky spends a bit of time recollecting his first visit spent here in Syliras and meets a stranger as well.

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This shining population center is considered the jewel of The Sylira Region. Home of the vast majority of Mizahar's population, Syliras is nestled in a quiet, sprawling valley on the shores of the Suvan Sea. [Lore]

The Steps We've Took

Postby Ricky Maze on October 25th, 2014, 7:48 am

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When Ricky had managed to go with the counteract he'd plan he expected some form of what he could've thought as a counter measure, an oppressive maneuver taken into action as Kreig managed to grasp at Ricky's own wrist once more to pull him in for yet another blow. Dis again?! He thought to himself as he felt his weight shift forward onto his left foot, he expected the same sort of attack as before as Kreig managed to slip his free hand into yet another form of a punch that would've no doubt been devestating to feel. Granted that Ricky has had enough pain to deal with in one go, the last thing he wanted to feel was another forced impact to the face from underneath the chin. So while he managed to see that this attack was incoming swiftly, he shifted all his weight back to the right leg which was behind him with the instinct to flinch.

While his initial thought was to react with a means of counteraction, his mind had already been overwhelmed with the obligation for a better route, and that involved the best way to defending against this incoming blow. While Kreig had managed to pull Ricky forward all the weight of the fisherman, that weight had been shifted all onto one leg which was in front of him. The leg behind him however just waited to receive the change in the weight, as Ricky used it and to create the best opportunity he had possible in order to put his final attack at a stop. Since Kreig had shifted all his own weight into one attack that could or could not very well be shifted, the chance to throw the squire off only existed by the means of doing the one thing that Ricky had managed to do earlier while they still tested one another. Of course when he did hurl Kreig at that moment, that was only brief intention to test him. This time of course, there was no means of a test, Kreig was in fact going to be launched in the hardest throw Ricky could pull.

While Kreig's uppercut headed Ricky's way the fisherman shifted all the weight from his left leg all into his right, forcing a harsh pull with all his might as he would pull Kreig into this shift in the process. That and the momentum of Kreig's punch combined would lead to Ricky twisting his body to alternate his shoulder to where Kreig was. At best he would feel the uppercut land on the shoulder which in turn hurt of course due to the impact, but the redirection of it had been enough to where the momentum continued further and allowed the bigger man to hopefully finish the damned reaction that crossed his mind. The only reaction he thought possible to do at that moment, which although didn't seem to be the best he had but still the only option, was send Kreig into the hardest hurl he could possibly manage. While there was still a chance that Kreig could escape this bad alternative by doing what he could to pull his own weight back, likely resulting in a sudden but no doubt short tug-o-war, and in turn attempt to retreat once more to plan another means of getting through to Ricky than the uppercut.

However.... if his timing hadn't been so successful or he'd been caught off guard well enough, he would find himself being catapulted over Ricky's shoulder and launched through the air. As Ricky himself would go to the greatest extent to throw all of Kreig's weight just to avoid another incoming attack to the face. Should this have happened Ricky wouldn't have initially watched Kreig as he gained a bit of air time, but rather dunk his face into his arms defensively as his eyes shut tightly in the defensive manner he took.
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The Steps We've Took

Postby Kreig Messer on October 25th, 2014, 12:16 pm

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GODS…..DAMN IT’ Kreig was feeling frustrated by this man whom was attempting to turn his uppercut into another damnable throw. Now as much as Kreig had a healthy like for this man’s fighting style, it was also annoying Kreig as shyke at this very moment… whay annoyed him was the Kreig thought he’d be too slow to react, that the couple of blows to his head would actually slow down his reaction speed, Kreig expected he’d pull a stunt like this but goddamn he wished his fist would knock his block off before the sailor tried it. With no choice he had to shift his own weight back to resist Ricky’s pull, of course that’s a bit easier said than done when the man before him was larger and heavier, thus naturally stronger but Kreig had managed to pull his way.

Kreig watched Ricky, a gaze of fury in his eyes…….at a very brief moment Kreig had debated his next move, he could break Ricky’s joints…. That would be easy enough, he could also gauge his eyes outs…. Probably bite off a bit of his flesh but that was too extreme…But Kreig’s environment was limited, he couldn’t use the dirt beneath their feet since it would have been too obvious and Ricky’s cautious nature would easily find a way around that apparently. So Kreig had decided on one course of action available to him and he would have no regrets in doing it.

As he quickly approached the sailor he adjusted his form slightly to give off the impression he was about to throw another punch, but that was simply a feint, pulled back before Ricky could block or grab it for a throw, as well as the next punch the next punch and the punch that came after…till there was no punches at all at that very brief moment….instead Kreig would have used the confusion to send a heavy right kick at the one target that was available to him; Ricky’s gnads!

Lets see you try and avoid this, Waveguard!

oocAlright, last post from me for this fight. Go crazy

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The Steps We've Took

Postby Ricky Maze on October 27th, 2014, 5:11 am

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So the struggle became all the more real for Ricky as he in turn found that Kreig wasn't going to be hurled so easily, when the resistance of the squire created a short physical tug-of-war that ended briefly both parties made a quick sudden retreat for recovered ground. Bastard's puttin' up a good front... He thought in retrospect to the way the earlier exchange of blows took place, considering the difference between now and then there was a total difference in how the squire took to approach Ricky in his defensive style. He's no doubt gettin' flustered, doubt Oi' can manage t' keep up fer very long... He contemplated further as he received a few glares from Kreig, the short amount of ticks between Ricky's pants told him that he really didn't have much longer under he was ready to give up.

Then... Kreig was in for the next attack, his fist raised as it shot forward through the air. The fisherman stood his ground with his arms raised in a defensive manner, only to find that the incoming punch was withdrawn almost as immediate as it'd been launched. De petch?! The fisherman's eyes widened as he suspected another incoming fist to block, yet it proved to be just another hoax to mislead Ricky further. He was being left to interpret whether or not Kreig was going to actually attack him, his attention shifted solely on the upper region of the squire's body as he cautiously awaited a possible attack. Damn! Oi can't figure out where he's goin' wit' dis... unless! The realization that this was by all means a misdirection came a little too late, Kreig's leg had already moved and by the time Ricky was able to react the foot had already sailed up between the father's two legs. All that could cross Ricky's mind was the very image of his own manhood being abused, as he felt a harsh kick to the groin area that led a very powerful, very nauseating, shock wave from his pelvic region all the way up to his stomach.

SON! OF A!! MOTHER PECTCHING LOVER OF PEARL!!! He cringed greatly as he bowed forward, almost bound to the ground as his knees felt unbelievably heavy to bear him. He felt... weak. Oh by the Gods themselves he felt so damn weak, his hands had already instinctively cupped over his manhood, as he bit his lower lip and managed to contain the urge to rebelliously scream out the pain. As his face flushed red and his eyes began to water, all he could do was remind himself to breathe as he whinced over at Kreig. How could he?! He who was in fact a man as well! Such a dishonorable way to end a fair fight, yet alone unsettle the stomach as tinges traveled all between here and there. As angry as he could've been at this there was no way to show it, only the ungodly amount of pain he felt could lead him to wave a hand in a gesture that suggested Kreig had won.

oocThere you have it. :D Kreig managed to distract him long enough to create the opening... and enjoy the fact you got to kick Ricky in the balls, that right there deserves to be an achievement.
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The Steps We've Took

Postby Nivel on December 7th, 2014, 6:29 pm


Ricky Maze :
XP Award:
  • 3 Acrobatics
  • 4 Unarmed Combat
  • 4 Tactics
  • 3 Endurance
Lore:
  • Location: The Great Harbour of Syliras
  • Kreig Messer: Tricky lil' bastard
  • Syliran Knights: Like the Wave Guard, only stricter
  • Getting kicked in the balls by a Syliran Knight
Notes: Nice thread, I gave you an extra point in endurence because getting kicked in the balls hurts like a mother F**ker.


Kreig Messer :
XP Award:
  • Observation 2
  • Socialization 2
  • Unarmed combat 4
  • Rhetoric 2
  • Tactics 3
  • Endurance 2
  • subterfuge 1
  • 3 Acrobatics
Lore:
  • Ricky Maze of Zeltivian Wave Guard
  • The Wave Guard protects Zeltiva
  • Zeltiva has its troubles too
  • The Wave Guard is more chill
  • Fish is high in protein
  • Kicking a sailor right in the balls
Notes: Okay here is your grade :) glad that your back.

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