As Dreggan was saying this the orc brought a blindingly fast strike down on him. Dreggan had no time to dodge, but the blow stopped before it ever hit him. Matt stood between Dreggan and the orc, holding the blade off with his staff, one end in each hand.
"I finished my nap."
Matt gave Dreggan a large grin, but it was short lived. The overlord put his injured hand behind his good one and pushed the sword down with all his strength. Matt redirected the force to his side and the blade crashed into the ground. Matt and Dreggan jumped back, giving themselves some distance.
"I think we can take him. What do you say?"
[OOC: If you think this is too much control over your character Bob, just tell me and I'll quickedit.]
Last edited by Amarth; 12-14-2003 at 03:59 PM..
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