Lady Blackwell
11-18-06, 11:41 AM
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Max was relaxing out back on the beach finally being able to relax after so many years of running. It was perfect here hardly a gust of wind water lashing at the shore line with the sun beating down on him.
“Man this is the life relaxing stealing only when we need too, or want too.” Max said as he stared off into space. He was a far distance away from the forest so he could hear anyone coming and hide.
There was a snap of a twig and a several sounds of dry leaves being crushed by someone. He just thought it was Clyde and so relaxed after he tensed up. But once the leaves stopped cracking he heard lots of foot steps heading his way. He hurried and got up letting his glorious white cloak blow in the wind. He brought his one hand to the hilt of his sword going horizontally across his waist.
Three bandits were running across the beach towards him at full speed with their swords drawn. Max had no idea how he provoked this fight but he wasn’t running anymore he was tired of running. He drew his sword and rushed them back.
“This is the end of you three.” Max screamed as he charged mana to his fingertips getting ready to make this fight go by fast.
The bandits separated the two on the outside going to attack from the sides so max worried about the one in front. Was the bandit ever stupid he lunged with his sword aiming for Max’s head. Max ducked and continued going and charged mana into the bandits neck immobilizing him waist down.
At this time the other two bandits were close to attacking so Max thought about this quickly in his head. If he goes for the one that’s closer it gives the other one time to thrust into his back. This was undesired so max quickly came up with a solution and acted on that.
When they were just about to attack Max ducked and thrusted a leg out to one bandit and nailed him in the groin dropping him in a second. While the other he punched in the stomach. He then hit the ground hard and rolled away and got up. Dizzy overall but this was something that would pass. The bandit he had punched in the stomach had gotten back up and was charging alone.
“Stupid mistake!” Max yelled as he knocked away the foes sword then spun around chopping off this young’s foe head. Max now had blood all over his face and this was something that was new to him. He didn’t like the feeling but if he didn’t continue he would end up just like the bandit he just killed. So he wiped the blood from around his eyes and rushed the other bandit that he had kicked in the groin.
The bandit had gotten up and rushed also this was going to be fun and Max knew it. At the last second the bandit changed course causing Max to try and move away from his sword. While doing this he fell down and hit hard. Max looked up and saw the blade of the sword dig into his shoulder and started gushing blood. While Max was paralyzed by fear of his own mortality at this he tried to move but couldn’t.
Max was relaxing out back on the beach finally being able to relax after so many years of running. It was perfect here hardly a gust of wind water lashing at the shore line with the sun beating down on him.
“Man this is the life relaxing stealing only when we need too, or want too.” Max said as he stared off into space. He was a far distance away from the forest so he could hear anyone coming and hide.
There was a snap of a twig and a several sounds of dry leaves being crushed by someone. He just thought it was Clyde and so relaxed after he tensed up. But once the leaves stopped cracking he heard lots of foot steps heading his way. He hurried and got up letting his glorious white cloak blow in the wind. He brought his one hand to the hilt of his sword going horizontally across his waist.
Three bandits were running across the beach towards him at full speed with their swords drawn. Max had no idea how he provoked this fight but he wasn’t running anymore he was tired of running. He drew his sword and rushed them back.
“This is the end of you three.” Max screamed as he charged mana to his fingertips getting ready to make this fight go by fast.
The bandits separated the two on the outside going to attack from the sides so max worried about the one in front. Was the bandit ever stupid he lunged with his sword aiming for Max’s head. Max ducked and continued going and charged mana into the bandits neck immobilizing him waist down.
At this time the other two bandits were close to attacking so Max thought about this quickly in his head. If he goes for the one that’s closer it gives the other one time to thrust into his back. This was undesired so max quickly came up with a solution and acted on that.
When they were just about to attack Max ducked and thrusted a leg out to one bandit and nailed him in the groin dropping him in a second. While the other he punched in the stomach. He then hit the ground hard and rolled away and got up. Dizzy overall but this was something that would pass. The bandit he had punched in the stomach had gotten back up and was charging alone.
“Stupid mistake!” Max yelled as he knocked away the foes sword then spun around chopping off this young’s foe head. Max now had blood all over his face and this was something that was new to him. He didn’t like the feeling but if he didn’t continue he would end up just like the bandit he just killed. So he wiped the blood from around his eyes and rushed the other bandit that he had kicked in the groin.
The bandit had gotten up and rushed also this was going to be fun and Max knew it. At the last second the bandit changed course causing Max to try and move away from his sword. While doing this he fell down and hit hard. Max looked up and saw the blade of the sword dig into his shoulder and started gushing blood. While Max was paralyzed by fear of his own mortality at this he tried to move but couldn’t.