Charge

[Bomrim]

The power of charging:

You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
The loyal big-nosed guard is feeling very well.
The noble nimble guard is feeling very well.
> You strike the loyal big-nosed guard with your dance of death.
The loyal big-nosed guard looks on the verge of collapse.
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You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
The loyal big-nosed guard is at death's door.
The noble nimble guard is feeling very well.
> You seriously beat the loyal big-nosed guard's right arm with your long-
handled obsidian battleaxe.
The loyal big-nosed guard died.
You killed the loyal big-nosed guard.

The Athasian Gladiators rule.

[Bromen]

Brimming with sudden and terrible wrath, you rear up, brandishing your
spiked steel tessto with beastial strength. With the speed and power
of an avalanche, you bring the weapon down upon the muscular male
hill dwarf. Unslowed in its descent, the spiked steel tessto drives
downward, carrying flesh and bone with it, breaking the body of the
muscular male hill dwarf like a dry barrel upon the ground at your
feet!
The muscular male hill dwarf died.
*You killed the muscular male hill dwarf.

Glads can't do that. Mercs rule fool.

*credit goes to Valdar for posting this crit.

-b

[Laurel]

You raise your knee, hitting the great white warg in the softer parts, with a devastating result.
The great white warg lifts back his head and howls loudly as he falls to the ground!

don't ask me HOW a half-elf managed to "raise her knee" to reach a warg's "softer parts" ... logically must have been underneath the beast or behind it ... but at least her legs couldn't have been spread, else she wouldn't hit the "softer parts"

[Bomrim]

Brimming with sudden and terrible wrath, you rear up, brandishing your
spiked steel tessto with beastial strength. With the speed and power
of an avalanche, you bring the weapon down upon the muscular male
hill dwarf. Unslowed in its descent, the spiked steel tessto drives
downward, carrying flesh and bone with it, breaking the body of the
muscular male hill dwarf like a dry barrel upon the ground at your
feet!
The muscular male hill dwarf died.
*You killed the muscular male hill dwarf.

Glads can't do that. Mercs rule fool.

*credit goes to Valdar for posting this crit.

-b

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When I'm at your size we can compare.

[Amberlee]

At champ you still cant be even close to 2shotting Ealanus so :p

[Laurel]

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Noticing a mistake in the grouchy dirty male orc's stance, you lunge forward
with all of your mustered speed and strength, thrusting your ***
deeply into the flesh of his shoulder! The force of the blow knocks him
backwards. Quickly rolling back to his feet, he winces in pain, clutching at
the wound.

pretty nice descriptions indeed

[Bromen]

You crouch low, and then with great exertion spring
upwards, swinging your weapon hand with all your
mustered strength in a wide arcing motion towards
the mighty centaur's neck. Connection true, the
*** blade passes cleanly through felsh and bone, and
the mighty centaur staggers back falling headless to
the ground at your feet!

-B

rawr

[Rhaegar]

Haha, Bromen, not only I've found a typo in this description (felsh) but your *** in the blade description looks a bit like you censored the rude word

[Bromen]

its retyped foo!

[Davvol]

Seems like official Merc's chit tread?

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Mustering all your skill and strength, you burst through the ***'s defenses and drive the point of your *** deep into his belly, ramming the blade clean through his torso to emerge bloodied from the other side! Locked face to face with you, a look of rage, and then of sorrow, and then of death passes through the ***'s eyes, who slides at last off of your blade to slump lifeless to the ground at your feet.