03-11-2012, 09:23 PM
OOC: Fritz is fighting NPC 4. He'll help anyone who needs it next.
IC: Fritz’s call was soon answered by several of his pack mates, most of whom he had seen at the mentor ceremony. There was one that he didn’t recognize but figured that she was new. He felt a little better that he wasn’t the newest member of Casa di Cavalieri. But now wasn’t the time to think on that issue and instead worked on concentrating on the raiders and helping his pack mates.
An old man and a female attacked one of the attackers with two short swords. His extreme protectiveness stirred within him and he gave a low but still loud growl that sounded like a rumble of thunder. He started towards the male with a pair of swords, intent on hurting him for trying to hurt his pack mates and invading his home.
But he felt the sting of a whip on his arm and he knew that it would bleed. He could already feel the warmth from blood on his arm. Fritz gave an annoyed growl of pain and whirled on the female that was attacking him. He managed to keep hold of his mace and charged at her. The whip went again and hit his shoulder. When he got close to her, he swung his weapon at her arm and could hear and feel the crunch of bone. But she switched hands and managed to get hold of his mace with her whip and tossed to the side. He growled but whipped out his two swords and sprung at her, trying to get her to give up.
IC: Fritz’s call was soon answered by several of his pack mates, most of whom he had seen at the mentor ceremony. There was one that he didn’t recognize but figured that she was new. He felt a little better that he wasn’t the newest member of Casa di Cavalieri. But now wasn’t the time to think on that issue and instead worked on concentrating on the raiders and helping his pack mates.
An old man and a female attacked one of the attackers with two short swords. His extreme protectiveness stirred within him and he gave a low but still loud growl that sounded like a rumble of thunder. He started towards the male with a pair of swords, intent on hurting him for trying to hurt his pack mates and invading his home.
But he felt the sting of a whip on his arm and he knew that it would bleed. He could already feel the warmth from blood on his arm. Fritz gave an annoyed growl of pain and whirled on the female that was attacking him. He managed to keep hold of his mace and charged at her. The whip went again and hit his shoulder. When he got close to her, he swung his weapon at her arm and could hear and feel the crunch of bone. But she switched hands and managed to get hold of his mace with her whip and tossed to the side. He growled but whipped out his two swords and sprung at her, trying to get her to give up.