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Mockrabbit
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Mockrabbit » August 1st, 2014, 5:15 pm

Mock reaches Yurrie and stops. His foot lands on the cackling corpse's head, pressing down on his jaw, muffling his fanatical yammering. Ottis bears down on all fours facing the Ordon group almost on them now. Mock raises his axes.

"Time to test t'a blades, 'ead or tails?"
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Yurrie
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Yurrie » August 1st, 2014, 5:18 pm

Yurrie plants a hand on Mocks right shoulder, flipping herself over top of him with ease, spinning him around towards the Oathguard blocking the gate.

"Tails. You have the big one at the gate."

She lands just as the smaller Yaungol reach them. With a sweep of her pole-arm she trips three of them. The remaining two stop just outside of reach. The Fire-Watcher launches a blast that misses it's mark and passes over Yurrie's head.
The fallen Yuangol start to rise back to their feet.

"Remove him quickly!" she shouts, "More will be on the way."

The monk leaps spinning into the air, her foot making contact with four of the smaller Ordon. One is hit so hard its jaw snaps with a loud crack. It falls to the ground unconscious.
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Mockrabbit
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Mockrabbit » August 1st, 2014, 5:21 pm

Ottis switches his attention to the prisoner as Mock removes his foot from the prisoner's skull.
Mock looks down at Ottis and nods.

The prisoner begins to cackle again.

"You will all BURN! You will only k..."

Ottis takes a hold of his jaw in his mouth, bracing himself on the corpse's face by placing his hind legs in the fanatics eye sockets.

"Heh. I'll remeb'r t'at".

Mock charges towards the Yaungol blocking the gate. The Oathguard lunges towards Mockrabbit. They collide head on and are both knocked to the ground. The Yaungol is the first to rise to his feet, raises his blade high above his head and then brings it down. Mock rolls out of the way just as the blow fractures the ground. Scrambling back to his feet he rushes at the flame worshiper again, this time leaving a large gash on his back as an axe meets the skin of the large agile target.

The sound of metal meeting flesh can be heard on the opposite side of the path as the monk continues to work her way through the crowd.
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Yurrie
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Yurrie » August 1st, 2014, 5:24 pm

"You are too loud little one."

Yurrie's Halberd pierces the stomach of a Candle-Keeper that had circled around behind her. He roared as he attempted to grab her from behind.
The blade of her weapon pushes through his waist with ease.

"It gives you away."

She twists the pole. Blood pours onto the ground. The Ordon slumps over and falls to his side, the instrument of its demise still protruding from his abdomen.
A hard fist strikes the right side of her head and she is forced to let go of the pole-arm. She stumbles to her left as the small Yaungol winds up for a second strike to ground Yurrie.
The other two are closely behind and the Fire-Watcher appears to be preparing to summon another bout of flame from the heavens.

A small amount of blood trickles out of the side of Yurrie's mouth.

She rolls backward, the hay-maker misses and Yurrie regains her footing. She squats down and leaps into the air, fist first, striking the Yaungol in the neck with a precise and crushing blow. He falls to his knees, a horrible gurgling sound comes from his throat. He tries in vain to gasp for air through his shattered windpipe.

The other two stop as Yurrie grasps her halberd and pulls, releasing it from the body of it's previous victim.

The two Ordon puff up their chests as though they are going to explode. The Watcher shouts something aloud in the Yaungol language as the his flames begin to fall.

Mockrabbit
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Mockrabbit » August 1st, 2014, 5:28 pm

"YOU ARE NOT WORTHY! YOU WILL BURN! YOU WILL KNOW THE PAIN OF THE FIRE!"

The prisoner managed to roll along the ground knocking Ottis off of his face. He clumsily rises back to his feet and runs toward Mockrabbit with his chained hands raised above him like a club of rotten flesh and steel.

Mock's back is turned to the screaming nuisance.
The large shield of the Oath-guard slams into Mock's face. He narrowly deflects the black blade that followed with his axe.

The prisoner is now three yards away.

"YOU WILL NOT DENY ME THEIR GIFT! THEIR POWER!!"

Mockrabbit falls a couple of steps back and is struck again by the heavy shield, his faceguard is knocked off of his head.
"Peek-a-boo!"
Mock taunts the Ordon as he narrowly ducks a large swing from the sword.

The prisoner is a few feet behind now and he begins to bring down his hands to the back of Mockrabbits skull.

"I WILL PROVE MY WO....."

A streak of white fur blindsides the enraged prisoner. He is knocked back to the ground. His shouts of revenge and burning salvation are turned to cursing. Then just noise escapes his mouth as what was left of his rotten tongue is violently torn from his leathery mouth.

"FURRY VENGEANCE!"

Ottis swarms over him attacking his arms,legs, and anything else that will keep his prize down.

The Oath-guard briefly turns his attention from Mockrabbit towards the shouting 'critter' in confusion.

An axe swing connects.
Even distracted the Yaungol manages to avoid most of the blow. It glances off of his thigh and he falls to one knee, blood running out of the wound. Mock's other axe spins around looking for the Ordon's neck.
The Oath-guard raises his sword and blocks the axe.

"...ya don't know w'en to give up, do ya?"
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Yurrie
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Yurrie » August 1st, 2014, 5:32 pm

Yurrie dashes from side to side, running past the summoned falling flame.
The two Candle-keepers are reduced to just one.
She had broken the others leg just after discovering these smaller Yaungol could 'breathe fire'. A swift spinning kick to the side of the crippled Ordon's head knocked him out of the fight.

Flame erupts from the Watcher's right hand.

Yurrie runs and leaps into the air again, she knocks the Watcher to the ground with a flying kick.

A fireball leaves the Watchers hand as he falls and scorches Yurries left forearm.

She screams from the pain of the burn, and clenches her arm out of instinct, but does not drop her weapon.
Her scream is cut short and she quickly dodges to her right, the heat of fire from behind her singes the hair on the back of her head.
She spins around to see the last Keeper performing his flaming breathe 'trick'.
Moving quickly she circles around behind the flame thrower. She is fast, faster than the Ordon.
She stops behind him and raises her pole as he turns and faces her, his 'trick' exhausted.

"Almost." Yurrie says in an almost reassuring voice.

The Halberd comes down fast and hard. His head splits diagonally as the blade passes through it. A thud is made as his body hits the ground.

The watcher struggles to get back to his feet, and is frantically scrambling backward. His staff lies on the ground out of his reach. Quickly he chants again and raises his right hand, flames begin to leap from his fingers tips.
They never have a chance to find a mark and the Yaungol's hand falls flat. The light in his eyes dim, then fade. The Halberd finds a home in the Watcher's chest.
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Mockrabbit
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Mockrabbit » August 1st, 2014, 5:41 pm

His axe swings again at the guard only to come into contact, again, with the shield.

"Can't we jus' call it a draw?"

The Yaungol's blade tears through Mock's plated robe at his midsection, lodging in his abdomen.

Mockrabbit reels backwards dropping the axe in his right hand. He clutches the hilt of the sword and falls to a knee.

"...guess not..."

The Oath-guard rises up on his good leg and hobbles over to Mockrabbit.
Standing triumphantly above the wounded warrior he raises his shield to crush the undead creature that has tested him.

Mockrabbit pulls the Ordon blade from his own useless gut and jams it into the stomach of the 'victorious' flame protector.

" Su'prise."

His shield is still raised as he realizes what has just happened. Looking down he sees his own sword now firmly stuck in his body, a stream of his own life pouring out of him. His eyes focus on the undead's eye sockets as Mock rises to his feet, an axe still in his left hand.

The Yaungol grabs Mock by the throat and lets loose an bestial roar. A sound from a battle hardened warrior that has nothing left to lose.

Ottis stops tearing away at the prisoner's ankle and looks up towards the animalistic sound. He dashes over to the berserked Yaungol.

"No!"

"Yes!"

Mock swings his axe into the beast's leg.
The grip loosens and Mock slips away just as the Yuangols shield crashes down into the ground. The Ordon falls face first into the ground. Swallow breathing can be heard from tired lungs.

Ottis arrives at Mock's side.

Mockrabbit stands over the fading Ordon warrior.

" Should'a tak'n t'a draw."

The axe falls on the faithful's neck. His labored breathing stops.
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Yurrie
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Yurrie » August 1st, 2014, 6:06 pm

Free of the torment being delivered by the fuzzy horror, the Ordon hopeful slowly crawls away to a hiding spot. He inches towards a tree near the gate hoping it buys him some time.

"Where do you think you're off to?"

Yurrie picks up her prisoner and throws him over her shoulder.
She can see that his right foot has been gnawed off at the ankle.

"You should be thankful, I get to carry you now."

The fanatic makes some noise, a struggle at enraged speech.

"I didn't catch that." Yurrie says as she wipes some more blood from her mouth. The pain from her badly burned arm constant as she runs over to the gate leading down the cliff side.
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Mockrabbit
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Mockrabbit » August 2nd, 2014, 11:01 am

"It's because I have his tongue."

Ottis playfully circles Yurrie.

Mock observes the large hole in his armor, and what remains of his stomach.

"T'at could've hurt."

Yurrie stops in front of the warrior, looking st the undead with some concern and bewilderment.

"Noth'in t'at can't be patch'd." Mock examines the damage and reaches into the cavity with a hand.

"Stop picking at it, you'll wreck your spine. I don't think the monk will carry you as well."
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Yurrie
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Re: Shallow Grave - The corpse and the rabbit -

Postby Yurrie » August 2nd, 2014, 11:04 am

"..I....er..."

The Forsaken were still a curious group to the Pandaren from the Wandering Isle. These unliving beings left her with so many questions, even after spending months working for them and living in Undercity.

A stampede of hoofs can be heard in the distance behind them.

Mock and Yurrie turn their heads towards the bridge. A larger group of Ordon are charging towards them.

"Move quickly, we can loose them at the base of the cliff in the woods. I have already arranged our transport to the Shrine, but it will do us no good if we are dead before we reach the Huojin. Go. Now!"

Yurrie sprints off through the gate and down the cliff path, the chained prisoner bouncing on her shoulder all the way down.

Mockrabbit scoops up Ottis and follows as quickly as he can. Yurrie can hear him shout behind her.

"Slow down!"

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