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War Of Houses - Playground 5

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(OOC: The was only part one, I realzied my post was too long and seperated it into two)

Wred
Vivec


Wred pulled out his boardsword and sized them up. Four of them charged from different directions, the other three stayed back. Wred pushed forward, his blade out to block one's swing, he shoved him out of the way, avoiding the clash in the center. He turned his body and swung his sword again, slicing the shoulder of his foe, then turned to run.

He ran four feet, and fought the first one to reach him. He simply parried the sword with one hand and used the free hand the punch the soldier in the face, then brought his sword around and with both hands stabbed. The soldier feel back from the blow to his chest and squeeled quite loudly. People would come any minute, he had to act fast. He charged with the sword acting defensively to block the stabs and slashes as he pushed forward, shoving two legionnaires to the ground, he turned to meet the other, and slammed his sword against the man's head, then turned to finish off one on the ground.

He felt a great sense of relief wash over him. Four foes were on the ground, one shoved, one stunned, one mortally wounded, and the other with an arm hanging on by the ligaments. Two were dead. He faced two more upright foes, and they were upon him at once. Two slashes came at different directions. He had to rotate his body around his broad sword so it would catch both, then had no choice but the drop the broadsword. The legionnaire closest to him couldn't quite react to the strange move, and never saw the dagger flip out from Wred's sleeve and hit him in the neck.

The final legionnaire nearly had him in the back, but Wred side-stepped. The man kept on him aggressively, and the one he shoved to the ground was on his feet. Wred waited for a powerful swing to fly past him, then moved in and grabbed the man's hand, twisting it so he dropped the sword, then pushing him to the ground, giving Wred time to grab his broadsword just in time to meet a legionnaire. He gave two hard slahes then cut his blade into the man's leg. He squeeled and rolled back, but not before Wred got a good stab into his pelvis. With his follow through, Wred spun his blade around and swung it hard enough to finish off the final unwounded man on the ground.

Only the one hit by the flat side of the blade and the one with the sliced shoulder survived. Wred Halius managed to escape before too many people congregated, but a few witnesses watched him flee. He cleaned his blade off with his leather sleeves, ditched his armor in the sewers and donned his regular Hlaalu armor which he stashed earlier, then walked into the House Hlaalu council room as though nothing had happened. His sin for the night? Six kills.