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PostPosted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 2:46 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ral didn't register the panic or confidence of his allies. His mind and anger was too focused on the green foe in front of him. The Farghul swiftly tumbled to the right of the Gamorrien leaning on his hands to spin out a low, clawed, kick towards the back of his knee following up with a rise from his off foot to strike at his back.

(OOC: Three actions, tumble, claw kick, hand claw)
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 9:20 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Finally able to vent his rage after so many months, Ral explodes off of his crate and deftly rolled to the side of the decidedly slower guard. The Gamorrean had bulled his way through the line of crates, sending a few slaves sprawling to the floor. But, taken a bit by surprise, he is unable to react to Ral's kick. Ral's foot hits the back of the thick knee of the guard and he rakes his claws across the back of the knee. The guard let out another squeal, though this time there was much more anger behind it. The guard spun in Ral's direction, causing Ral's hand claw to slap across the thick leather shoulder guard.

Ral quickly is back on his feet, facing off with the Gamorrean only a few feet away. There is an angry snarl on his face, and Ral can see blood oozing down the back of the big guard's leg.
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PostPosted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 8:21 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"grrmr" eminates from Ral's throat as he sees blood drip from the humanoid-pig's leg, its aroma reaching his nostrals. He glances at the fallen slaves for but a moment. "What right do you have to be angry." he yelled, "You've enforced the will of others on the unsuspecting, the weak before." he takes steps closer to the Gammorean, "Can't you imagine what the recipients must be thinking? Can't you?" The Farghul stops infront of the slave guard and simulatniously makes a grab with his hands to gain his foe's weapon and moves his tail like a viper to wrap and sqeeze around the injured knee.

He is lost in the feeling of finally being rid of his long time captures, or rather being able to fight back, hopefully he wouldn't do anything too stupid.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:40 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

With his rage at a boiling point, Ral moves in. The Gamorrean takes a swing with his axe and misses wildly over Ral's head. Seizing the opportunity, Ral grabs onto the axe with both hands and at the same time wraps his tail around the guard's knee.

The pain from his knee angers the Gamorrean further, and he violently swings his axe around to the left. Ral is unable to hang on and flies into the row of slaves to the left, knocking several of them to the ground. Ral lands on a wooden crate which cracks from the force of Ral's impact and Ral can feel a good sized splinter of wood pierce his right hip.

The Gamorrean stands up straight and lets out a battle cry.
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PostPosted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:50 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Grk." Ral tries to get up but ends up almost falling as his right side resists his efforts with pain. Sitting for now he looks around at the broken crate his crash created, maybe there was a large enough piece that could be ripped off as a shield? Even if there wasn't Ral was determined not to waste this chance to free everyone by succumbing to pain. If he couldn't find a shield then he'd just rip off a smaller chunk and fling it like a javelin at what appeared to be the Gamorrean's dominate arm. Ral would have to hope that he could merely roll lazily to the left if the green thug charged him?

(OOC: Is the crate empty?)
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 8:52 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ral winces in pain and reaching his right hand down to his hip, he can feel blood oozing out of the wound. Pushing that aside, at least for the moment, Ral notices the crate was empty. He also notices that one of the sides of the crate was mostly intact, which he could use to defend himself if needed, though it would take two hands to wield.

The Gamorrean, pausing slightly to gloat, grinned as he saw Ral bleeding also.

A moment later, the Gamorrean takes another mighty swing of his ax, clearing another empty crate out of the way and sending it careening into the wall about 10 feet away. Just as the big guard steps toward Ral in attempt to finish him off, Marcus lets out a cry of his own and hurls himself onto the Gamorrean's back in an attempt to at least buy his friend some time.


(OOC - Ral's wound will cost him a 2d penalty to movement. Strength will be affected also, assuming the action requires leg strength.)
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 29, 2013 12:32 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ral pulled a chunk of the crate off to be used as a shield while the guard was approaching. Standing to roll out of the way he found that pain shot through his right leg causing it to buckle. 'This can't be the end.' the thought was swiftly dashed by his friend and ally Marcus as he jumped on the assaulting axe wielding green hulk.

"Go forr the knee." he quickly ordered as he took a misstep with with his right leg, "grk."

'Got to get him down.' favoring his left side he went into a low stance with the crate-shield above and forward on the horizontal. He moved into left side low spin swinging out the improvised shield in an attempt to take out the Gammorean's legs and move out of vibro range. Ideally he would move far enough to get to another crate. In any case Ral hopped that the extra weight of his friend would cause the green guard to fall.

(OOC: Leg sweep with shield while evasively moving to the left. Trying to defensively position the shield before and following the strike. Will use a CP if needed.)
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 9:09 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Momentarily distracted, the Gamorrean doesn't immediately anticipate Ral's maneuver. Instead, the big guard reached behind him with his left hand, leaving his axe tightly gripped in his right. On his good leg, the Gamorrean spun left, and manages to pull Marcus free, sending him crashing into two other slaves. All three went down in a heap. Inadvertently, as he pivoted, the guard's axe slammed into the Sullustan, knocking him backwards into the wall.

All this served to provide Ral with an opening. Snarling from the pain, Ral, swung with all his might and connected with the back of the guard's injured knee. This produced another snarl of pain from his enemy. The force of the strike caused the wounded knee to buckle and sent the Gamorrean partially to the floor. He ends up kneeling on his good left knee, with Ral slightly behind him and to the right. Reacting quickly, the Gamorrean swings his axe in a backhand, trying to decapitate Ral. Ral has a second to react.
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PostPosted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 7:33 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

He couldn't believe that the brute was still able to attack, swiftly with blodd still slattering Ral moves his improvised shield to hopefully block the oncoming strike, hit tail out and to the ground to off set his damaged side. He hopes to have the opertunity to disarm and obtain the green guard's cleaving vibro-weapon.

"Rrr, someone get to the door incase this has gotten attention!" he says while performing the defensive act.
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PostPosted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:49 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ral slides into position as best as he can, moving as quickly as he can. Ral swings his shield up into position and braces for impact.

Surprisingly, the impact never comes. The Gamorrean's strike sails slightly high, causing the guard to spin around and end up on his back, arm flailed to the side. As he hits the ground the vibro axe skitters several feet away.

Ral, his thigh throbbing from the pain, leaned into the expected strike, and with no impact to counteract his lean, Ral tips forward and ends up on his left knee.

In response to his command, Ral sees a fellow slave heading toward the door, though he doesn't bother figuring out who it was.


(OOC - Ral, in a crouching position on his knee, will have initiative for the next round. Penalties due to the injury still apply.)
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PostPosted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:51 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Ghr, Rrg" He breathed in pain and surprise went through him as the hit never came, the sound of the guard's weapon hitting the floor resounded.

With the Gammorean on the ground Ral slowly moves to recover the opponent's Axe, "Looks like.. the edge goes to me..." he growls. "Ok, Marcus?"
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PostPosted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 2:41 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

As Ral limps over to the axe, the Gamorrean tries to get up. He fails in that attempt, however. Perhaps feeling their freedom close at hand, the remaining able-bodied slaves move in, kicking and wailing on the guard with whatever piece of material they could find.

After a few moments, the guard squealed loudly and lashed out with his arms, upending several slaves in his vicinity. This bought him a little space and just as Ral reaches the axe, he sees the Gamorrean reach for the holster in his belt and the blaster pistol nestled there.
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PostPosted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 12:01 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"RRaagh" he roared as the vibro-axe swung. Ral noticed the blaster and wanted it gone. The axe soared for the green hulk's blaster arm. Everyone was so close to getting out of here and Ral would ensure that they would.
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PostPosted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 3:39 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

As Ral lets out a blood-curdling roar, the big axe falls heavy to the ground. Ral himself winces in pain as the force of the swing puts too much stress on his wounded leg. There is a loud 'thunk' as the large melee weapon impacts with the floor. Just to the right of the blade, Ral sees the severed arm of the Gamorrean and a quickly growing pool of blood.

Ral, weak from exertion and loss of blood, goes down on his good knee, releasing his grip on the axe. Breathing hard, Ral begins to feel a little woozy.
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PostPosted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:26 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Not going..." He breathed out in Fafrin, Ral wasn't planning on going down, at least not until the slaves are safe. It was getting hard to focus and it was clear that the Gammorian wasn't the only one making a pool of vital liquid.

"Anyone have a med kit." the latter half of the sentence came out in basic. The Farghul needed a rest, needed something. Lacking the grace from earlier he began dragging himself toward the former guard in search for somekind of medical treatment, a kit, rags, anything.
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