Post by Jarl Rorik on Jun 28, 2008 2:02:01 GMT -5
He stood 7'3 tall and weighed 346lbs His Body muscled and toned from the years at the Oar HIs blond Hair long and braided encased now in a Torvaldsland Helm the nose guard stout anf the mail frond hanging loosly to His shoulder.. He slipped His cloak from His shoulders revealing His muscled torso He wore only a simple silk fighting kilt made of several layers of course raw silk to save on the cuts that were frequent in sparring. He turns slightly allowing you to see that across His back He wore a Mallet in place of His usual axe the haft was 4 feet in length and ended in the area of His right Hip for ease of access, and the head was hooked on a simple baldric at His left shoulder. at His right Hip was a 10" dagger set for crossdraw. in His right hand He held a short leaf patterned sword 22" in the blade with a 6" grip and in His left hand He held a 33" Torvaldsland shield with a 10" boss of iron and banded in raw Iron painted with the House emblem of a stylised Whale in blue on a white ground. He stepped to the fighting circle and awaited Ra'D for the final part of the test
(06/27/08-[17:22:07] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : Rorik the UglyRorik Eina: I paused as I neared the fight pit and lashed the shield to my right arm and then drew the long sword from over my shoulder. 6'8 Torvaldslander weight at 280. Bearded with blonde hair well braided, sea sleen trousers, a rough verr vest and soft boots. Wore a northern helmet, conical with a nose guard, the neck and sides a mantle of link chain. Carried a 39” overall Single Patterned long sword in the northern style with 6” handle, 4” curved guard and a weighted ornate pommel for counter balance. The long blade in my left hand, the blade raised resting on my left shoulder. 36" round shield of wood, painted in a crossed X of bright red and orange, wood reinforced with iron bands and a center bronze plate leashed with the double sling to my right arm centered before my body, throat to groin. Wide 8" dagger, double bladed and oval, on the great belt and single bladed 6" killing knife, sheath hidden in the left boot. Stood even balanced before you 12’ away, feet shoulder length apart with a slight left lead. And I met your warrior eyes and nodded then awaited your attack.
(06/27/08-[17:29:33] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : My shield lifted and moved across My body towards My right shoulder I placed My left foot forward and allowed My right foot to trail back about 45 degrees and roughly shoulderwidth apart My knees bend as I slowly advanced to within 4 feet of you My short was held at waist height pointing directly at your belly but hidden by the shield......
At the last Moment I lunge forward My bent legs powering straight and propelling Me hard at your left sideMy shield lifting hopfully fouling your sword as My own darts beneath My shield hoping to stab at your left Thigh then recovering the sword back to My waist
(06/27/08-[17:37:15] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : | Teller of Tales | Tora: growly softly losing myself in the pleasure of a fight. I noted your shield placement and the left lead. As you slowly advanced I watched your eyes waiting for the motion there. When I felt the lunge start I quickly pivoted on my right foot, shiftting Around to meet you center mass to center and took your shield blow centered right on mine. I pressed forward with my Torv shield intended to keep them in contact threoughout the fight.
When you were in range with that short sword of yours and darted low aiming to stab my left thigh I thought my movement woluld have cleared the place you struck for and my own long sword came swiftly off my shoulder, arched downards in a fierce motion with the flat of the blade intending to strike your shoulder since your blade must be low and out of the way for a counter. The blow was strong and harsh, one that with the edge of my steel might easily cleave a shoulder and reduce it uselessness or even perhaps lope it away. I growled again and stayed right close. shields in contact. Breathing deeply, loving the northern air.
(06/27/08-[17:46:46] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : My strike hitting naught but air I feel the grind of shields and laugh outwardly knowing here is a Man who fights My way pivot on My left foot allowing My right foot to slip back in a clockwise direction Hoping to pull My shoulder back enough to avoid your blow I reverse My blade and change pivot now to My right foot swinging My left leg around My back now maintaining pressure on your shield as I spin round 360 ..
Hopefully clearing your shield to your right side I back stab at your lower back in the hope of pricking you slightly I then spin round to face your Back Knowing your counter will be fast
(06/27/08-[17:53:42] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : Rorik the UglyRorik Eina: followed your motion like it was blur and only felt by the senses, first a pivot one way and then reversed as you tried to come around and stick me in the back. I grinned as it was easy since I had the interior lines of combat on that motion and pivoted on my left foot a distance only maybe a quarter as long as your 360 motion and slammed out with my shield again as you closed intending to engage our shields still and perhaps even trap your short blade between them.
As my long blade was high still from the attempted shoulder cleave, I struck with it from my left to right still using the flat of the blade intending to strike you at the base of the neck or on the helm on your right side and perhaps set your bells to ringing. I noted this was a kill strike attempt had I been using the edge of the blade and just as quickly I countered the motion and brought my sword to back over your right shoulder.
(06/27/08-[18:03:26] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : My short hhits wood and iron as you slam out your shield My own final turn g brings our shields into contact sensing the high shoulder attack My right hand lifts instictively My arm snaking inwards to take the blow on the sword guard and sliding down the outside of My arm luckily it was a flat or my skin might have suffeed
Now with My sword held High like a dagger I press harder into you and attempt to slip the blade under your chin between your shield and chest not to cut but to hold it there knowing this would be a killing strike if it worked
(06/27/08-[18:09:28] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : Rorik the UglyRorik Eina: I growled deeply as I felt the strike coming aimed like a dagger to catch my throat up over the top of your shield. You were taller than me and I ducked into a quick squat to escape the attempt, my butt almost to the ground, as My shield slid down the length of yours and raised at an angle to protect from any strike aimed from above.
My sword had been high and it followed along naturally with the rest of my body and as it moved I swung it out with all my strength to my left in a semicircular motion out to the left and back into towards my right (my POV) attempting to take advantage of the position of your blade still held high and strike you with the flat of the blade along the side of your strong right thigh, a fiece cleaving slice had the edge been used that might even cripple you for the remainder of the fight.
(06/27/08-[18:14:29] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : Sensing that My blade will no longer reach Instinctively I too squat half turning to My left I present instead of My Thigh for your blade but instead the long hard haft of the mallet your blade slams in with a ring I feel the blow vibrate along My body but without damage .. I grin and Yell for Ale and stand holding out My arm for you come Warrior indeed you have prooved yourself a worthy Protector for My Niece
(06/27/08-[17:22:07] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : Rorik the UglyRorik Eina: I paused as I neared the fight pit and lashed the shield to my right arm and then drew the long sword from over my shoulder. 6'8 Torvaldslander weight at 280. Bearded with blonde hair well braided, sea sleen trousers, a rough verr vest and soft boots. Wore a northern helmet, conical with a nose guard, the neck and sides a mantle of link chain. Carried a 39” overall Single Patterned long sword in the northern style with 6” handle, 4” curved guard and a weighted ornate pommel for counter balance. The long blade in my left hand, the blade raised resting on my left shoulder. 36" round shield of wood, painted in a crossed X of bright red and orange, wood reinforced with iron bands and a center bronze plate leashed with the double sling to my right arm centered before my body, throat to groin. Wide 8" dagger, double bladed and oval, on the great belt and single bladed 6" killing knife, sheath hidden in the left boot. Stood even balanced before you 12’ away, feet shoulder length apart with a slight left lead. And I met your warrior eyes and nodded then awaited your attack.
(06/27/08-[17:29:33] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : My shield lifted and moved across My body towards My right shoulder I placed My left foot forward and allowed My right foot to trail back about 45 degrees and roughly shoulderwidth apart My knees bend as I slowly advanced to within 4 feet of you My short was held at waist height pointing directly at your belly but hidden by the shield......
At the last Moment I lunge forward My bent legs powering straight and propelling Me hard at your left sideMy shield lifting hopfully fouling your sword as My own darts beneath My shield hoping to stab at your left Thigh then recovering the sword back to My waist
(06/27/08-[17:37:15] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : | Teller of Tales | Tora: growly softly losing myself in the pleasure of a fight. I noted your shield placement and the left lead. As you slowly advanced I watched your eyes waiting for the motion there. When I felt the lunge start I quickly pivoted on my right foot, shiftting Around to meet you center mass to center and took your shield blow centered right on mine. I pressed forward with my Torv shield intended to keep them in contact threoughout the fight.
When you were in range with that short sword of yours and darted low aiming to stab my left thigh I thought my movement woluld have cleared the place you struck for and my own long sword came swiftly off my shoulder, arched downards in a fierce motion with the flat of the blade intending to strike your shoulder since your blade must be low and out of the way for a counter. The blow was strong and harsh, one that with the edge of my steel might easily cleave a shoulder and reduce it uselessness or even perhaps lope it away. I growled again and stayed right close. shields in contact. Breathing deeply, loving the northern air.
(06/27/08-[17:46:46] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : My strike hitting naught but air I feel the grind of shields and laugh outwardly knowing here is a Man who fights My way pivot on My left foot allowing My right foot to slip back in a clockwise direction Hoping to pull My shoulder back enough to avoid your blow I reverse My blade and change pivot now to My right foot swinging My left leg around My back now maintaining pressure on your shield as I spin round 360 ..
Hopefully clearing your shield to your right side I back stab at your lower back in the hope of pricking you slightly I then spin round to face your Back Knowing your counter will be fast
(06/27/08-[17:53:42] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : Rorik the UglyRorik Eina: followed your motion like it was blur and only felt by the senses, first a pivot one way and then reversed as you tried to come around and stick me in the back. I grinned as it was easy since I had the interior lines of combat on that motion and pivoted on my left foot a distance only maybe a quarter as long as your 360 motion and slammed out with my shield again as you closed intending to engage our shields still and perhaps even trap your short blade between them.
As my long blade was high still from the attempted shoulder cleave, I struck with it from my left to right still using the flat of the blade intending to strike you at the base of the neck or on the helm on your right side and perhaps set your bells to ringing. I noted this was a kill strike attempt had I been using the edge of the blade and just as quickly I countered the motion and brought my sword to back over your right shoulder.
(06/27/08-[18:03:26] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : My short hhits wood and iron as you slam out your shield My own final turn g brings our shields into contact sensing the high shoulder attack My right hand lifts instictively My arm snaking inwards to take the blow on the sword guard and sliding down the outside of My arm luckily it was a flat or my skin might have suffeed
Now with My sword held High like a dagger I press harder into you and attempt to slip the blade under your chin between your shield and chest not to cut but to hold it there knowing this would be a killing strike if it worked
(06/27/08-[18:09:28] )
||**|| Sea Sleen ||**||
Ra'D StormRider
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : Rorik the UglyRorik Eina: I growled deeply as I felt the strike coming aimed like a dagger to catch my throat up over the top of your shield. You were taller than me and I ducked into a quick squat to escape the attempt, my butt almost to the ground, as My shield slid down the length of yours and raised at an angle to protect from any strike aimed from above.
My sword had been high and it followed along naturally with the rest of my body and as it moved I swung it out with all my strength to my left in a semicircular motion out to the left and back into towards my right (my POV) attempting to take advantage of the position of your blade still held high and strike you with the flat of the blade along the side of your strong right thigh, a fiece cleaving slice had the edge been used that might even cripple you for the remainder of the fight.
(06/27/08-[18:14:29] )
Rorik the Ugly
Rorik Einarssen
Given Name of Quillon
Jarl of AxeHolme,PG
-[SPAR PIT]-
says to : ||**|| Sea Sleen ||**|| : Sensing that My blade will no longer reach Instinctively I too squat half turning to My left I present instead of My Thigh for your blade but instead the long hard haft of the mallet your blade slams in with a ring I feel the blow vibrate along My body but without damage .. I grin and Yell for Ale and stand holding out My arm for you come Warrior indeed you have prooved yourself a worthy Protector for My Niece