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#3511
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[Success: 7, Roll: 84] You slide your lower hand up the grip of your two-handed iron axe and swing the haft at a thug! Critical Hit! Your attack connects precisely with a thug's sternum!
Stunned, yum yum.
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#3512
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[Success: 5, Roll: 93] Using your retalq-tipped spear as a stave, you swing the
butt around at a gladiator! Critical Hit! Hit to a gladiator's left thigh sends him down hard! A gladiator stands up. A gladiator winces visibly. |
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#3513
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[Success: 5, Roll: 96] You bring down your boison gladius in a chopping motion aimed at a bandit covered with scars! Critical Hit! Droplets of blood hover before a bandit covered with scars's wide eyes as the boison gladius cuts swiftly across his chest.
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#3514
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Never had this before! It's awesome!
[Success: 5, Roll: 84] With black quarterstave held at the horizontal, you step forward and pivot slightly, releasing a powerful sideways strike at a brute! Critical Hit! Sharp rap to the legs causes a brute to fall to his knees.
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I used to be a gladiator like you. Then I took a round-strike to the neck. Quote:
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#3515
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A thug has left a ample high defensive opening.
You are no longer using Cestus Weaving Stance. [Success: 5, Roll: 78] Diving forward, you roll into the ground towards a thug, before rising up with a double punch with your twin cestii! Critical Hit! studded leather cestus bounces off of a thug's right knee at an odd angle, leaving him almost unharmed. studded leather cestus comes in fast and hard on a thug's left thigh, leaving behind a nasty bone bruise! |
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#3516
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A bronze cestus is not something you can knock away.
[Success: 12, Roll: 70] You slide your grip toward the butt of your spear and direct a heavy chop at a gladiator! Critical Hit! a gladiator falls to him knees, quivering, as blood flows from him head! The typos can really ruin a good Critt. ![]() Still an awesome one though.
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#3517
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This one actually made me cringe:
A thug screams! A thug is stunned. [Success: 5, Roll: 85] Without stopping your oak quarterstave with smooth bronze caps's spinning motion, you chop down at a thug, and hit! Critical Hit! Severe shot to the ribs is accompanied by a cracking sound! You are no longer busy.
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Taking things out of context ftw: <Wallace thinks aloud: Leonias, Cleburnus, Occulo and work your way down the list.> |
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#3518
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[Success: 5, Roll: 99] Rising from your kneeling position, you make a quick upward stabbing motion at a thug with your boison cestus! Critical Hit! a thug teeters from a solid strike to his forehead.
ups high [Success: 5, Roll: 99] You bob down and dart forward at a thug, spinning both hands upwards in a series of rapid, upward body shots! He suffers a deep puncture to his left shoulder. Critical Hit! a thug winces as his wrist is pierced by your thrust. a thug winces as a flesh wound is opened on his shoulder. [Success: 5, Roll: 71] With both arms extended, you spin in place, striking at a thug with the boison cestus on each hand! Critical Hit! Your boison cestus slices into a thug. a thug steps backward, clutching his waist, as blood begins to trickle. He suffers a deep cut to his waist. Poor follow-through yields little. Shifting his grip on his retalq-tipped spear, Joshawa sweeps at a thug's feet, knocking him down! A thug is no longer stunned. |
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#3519
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Quote:
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#3520
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[Success: 5, Roll: 79] You punch at a brutish-looking denizen, and hit! Critical Hit! a brutish-looking denizen barely has time to react as right hand viciously collides with his ribcage! he reels back, gasping for air!
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#3521
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[Success: 5, Roll: 92] You lean forward, striking a thug with your lead palm, then turn your shoulder, throwing your rear elbow straight into her! She suffers a bruise to her head. Critical Hit! left hand smashes into a thug's chest with a hollow knocking sound.
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#3522
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[Success: 5, Roll: 84] You kneel down, pulling the twirling circle of your hair whip around you before spinning it out of control and raking a gladiator! Critical Hit! hair whip bounces harshly off a gladiator's shin, revealing bone! He suffers a shallow cut to his left shin.
Not a broken bone like all the other crits of the day, but hey. It was the first time I saw my whip reach bone. Pretty proud. |
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#3523
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Haven't gotten this one in awhile:
[Success: 8, Roll: 82] You extend both arms outwards, whirling your retalq gladius about as your entire body spins, and cut a vicious slash across a rogue. Critical Hit! The attack hits precisely on a rogue's elbow, shattering it! The force of your blow knocks a rogue down!
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Don't tread on me. |
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#3524
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Melina turns her body sideways and uses the momentum to slam her elbow into a rough-edged seafarer! Critical Hit! Melina's strike hammers a rough-edged seafarer's arm, snapping it like a twig!
A rough-edged seafarer winces at a pain in his arm, dropping a sharpened bronze knife. A rough-edged seafarer wields a sharpened bronze knife. A rough-edged seafarer winces at a pain in his arm, dropping a sharpened bronze knife. A rough-edged seafarer wields a sharpened bronze knife. You laugh. |
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#3525
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[Success: 5, Roll: 83] Without stopping your oak fangstave's spinning motion, you chop down at a dark-skinned sailor, and hit! Critical Hit! A trail of red lingers in the air when the oak fangstave cuts deep into the cheek.
[Success: 5, Roll: 69] You jab tentatively at a bulky sailor with the end of your oak fangstave! Critical Hit! Your oak fangstave grazes a bulky sailor's arm, leaving a wet crimson line in its wake. |
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