Pell! *jumps out of the way of the oncoming boar and wishes that he had something else to get that darn sow with, but doesn�t want to risk a full head-on assult with his sword, hmmm, ponders for a split second that seems a lot longer than it is*
(this is getting better by the moment! what will �or decide!? Will the strange "bum bum bum" music people learn to post with other people!? *bum bum bum!* um, personally, i have no idea, ask the GM)
Braganil Goslan
*Braganil still is floored by the ricocheting spear pole, laying on his back and being licked by one of the piglets. That, however, incites the other piglets as well who now think Braga is something to nibble upon. Soon, the poor Gondoran is battling 5 little sows biting sand lickjing his face and hands and otehr parts of his anatomy*
Amhran
Amhran runs to Pellakal�s aid. She aims her still bloody spear at the sow and hurls it as hard as she can.
Meanwhile, one of the piglets that have taken such a liking to Braga, slips up his torn pant leg and nestles against his calf. Aww, how cute. Do we take them home as pets or are we in for some tiny link sausages?
Pellakal
*the GM looks up from his philosiphising about the habits of birds - a subject that is still behind him. He will continue the thought tomorrow morning over a nice cup of tea and some kippers*
Eh? What? Oh yes. With the accompaniment of loud Bum Bum Bumming, Eor takes his short sword and stabs the rib cage of the sow, just as Amhran�s spear strikes into the neck, and Pell sweaps out a long dagger and stabs up under the jaw. These three strikes fall and the sow is dead. Whew! She held up for a while there!
*Pell stands up and regards his trouser leg* Well, Braga, it would appear that we have a matching wardrobe!
Braga, with a little help, gets up from the "attack" of the wee boars, who are scooped up and bagged by Bereth. These will be raised and bred, ensuring that good hunting will always be found in Rohan, provided that we get better at it. Speaking of which, now for the casualties:
Amhran: None that I know of.
Bereth: A slight trip-up by a certain small boar, but nothing too serious.
Bl�d: None that I am aware of.
Braga: Some light slashes on the leg, a bruise to the shoulder from the spear shaft, and a rather shredded pair of trousers that his tailor will have something to say about!
Eorinae: Some bruising to the ribcage from being broadsided by a large boar, but not too bad.
Pelly: Same trouser situation as Braga. He is not looking forward to confronting his tailor about getting a new pair.
Roh: No wounds.
Well, that concludes the First Boar Hunt of the Two Kingdoms! Well done! I found it quite enjoyable and incredibly funny!
Time to pick up the boars, tie their hooves and carry them over our spears. I would say that the next place would be the nearest Rohirric pub where a pint of bitter is in order. At least for me! Drinks on me everybody! The thread is not closed, as you may congratulate each other OOC or IC and maybe an IC wrap up of the day if you feel like it.
�orina�
drinks on the GM, indeed! that was fun, yes, my first hunt! i�m looking forward to move, and hopefully without as many bruises or ripped trousers, but those things happen with hunts i imagine.
(bum bum bum! sorry, the music people had to do a chorus of "bum" one last time)
Braganil Goslan
Well, I�d say we worked hard for our food this time, and yes, �twas splendid fun my fellow hunterroonies! Well done, most honorable GM! Let�s drink to our success and a good meal! *snags one lil piglet out of Ber�s bag and coos over it on his way home, his shredded pants almost forgotten*