Drifters RP (Closed, Started)

[KronosTalon]

Titus followed suit, following Cael heading toward the group of people. He slowly wrapped up his whip before unsheathing his sword, which rested in his left hand. When the enemy was within range, he took little time to prepare his strike. He lashed out with his whip, catching one man by the wrist, and Titus gave it a great yank, as the mans sword clattered to the ground. He then ran forward, and jumped upon this man, easily kicking his shieldnout of the way and stabbing his gladius through his neck. As the blood spurted he removed his gladius from his neck and and sprang back, hoping to avoid the blows of the others. He felt a cut on his shoulder, but it was only a flesh wound. He wrapped his whip hap hazardly on his belt and stormed forward, gladius still in his left hand. He came upon another man and as a slash came at him, he parried easily and pushed himself into the man chest, knocking him to the ground before stomping on his neck. He reached down and retrieved the mans sword, his gladius came to his right hand as the other blade came to his left. fighting again.... But it just feels different he thought as he jumped into the fray, hacking and slashing as gracefully as he could muster.

Spoiler: OOC

School for now, I'll catch up when I get back

 

[Athol]

Well this'll be fun John thought as he drew his knife. Spying two soldiers who had split from formation, and were trying to flank them, he took of after them. Grabbing a large rock as he ran, he slipped up behind the two and pitched the rock at the head of the first man. He drove his knife full force into the back of the neck of the second soldier, killing him instantly.

Unfortunatly the first soldier wasnt as disabled as John had hoped, and charged him. John let the dead soldier drop and rushed to meet the charging one, they both quickly fell to the ground grapping with each other. During the fight the soldier connected quite a few armoured fists to John, cracking a couple of ribs, opening a large gash over his right eye, and causing John to just lose it "YOU GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKING ASS RAPEING COCKSUCKER!!" Pushing with everything he had, John heaved the soldier off of him, and on to his back.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU SONUVABICH!!" John cried as he tore of the other man helemt , and grabbed the sides of the soldiers head. John jammed his thumbs deep into the eyesockets of his opponent, and kept pushing until the eyes had burst. While the soldier screamed and clawed at his eyes trying to make the pain stop, John retrived the sword that the soldier had dropped during thier fight. "Give my regards to the inferno" he said, as he ran the sword through the soldiers neck. Wiping the blood from his face and hands, John retrived his knife from the first man he'd killed, and took that soldiers sword as well. "Fan-fucking-tastic" he muttered, as he moved to join the fray.

 

[Jav3lin]

Keran came a bit later than Titus and tried to spot the direction of the enemy cavalry.
The land was a mess. Blood and bodies were already upon the ground and the smell of frenzy was wreaking in his nostrils.
Dear Maker. Why have you forsaken this place so?

Then he saw his target. One of the cavalry broke away from their leader and began a charge toward the samurai from earlier.
An elf equipped with a sword and wooden shield fell easily at the man's sword, and he continued onto the unknowing samurai.

Keran began his charge, feeling a new strength embrace him without his armor. He felt lighter and even managed a sprint in the end.
"WATCH OUT!"
Keran called out as the man heading for the samurai was toppled over by Keran's shield bash and the horse was left running wild in the same direction.
The man's sword went stray and Keran finished him off with a quick stab that pierced his armor easily.

After quickly looking to see the samurai wasn't being flanked, he turned again and quickly made his way into the thick of the enemy crowd.

 

[Anarchemitis]

The three closely operated near Myumi before she procured her bow. James looked on in slighty shocked awe of the declarative efficiency of Myumi's traditional weaponry, cleanly defeating three enemies quickly before drawing an elegant curved sword. In the same moment John dove off at two other men. In a slightly less than fluid motion James procured his pistol, immidiately noticing a weight difference. He extracted from a pocket a clip of ammo, loading and cocking it quickly and holding it at the ready pointed upwards.
"Traditional gunfight this ain't." he thought to himself, immidiately drawing several conclusions from such a point. Firstly, he would be needing local steel in order to have battles be able to sustain, 'searching for cover' would require entirely different definitions, and melee brings a whole new dimension to cover fire and the acts thereof.
Immidiately he began to seek out targets, relying on the slight hill that the north side of the village had to spot into the village, but numerous other members of the group had already run into the flurry of people, lending no credence to simply firing upon the cluster of bodies in the middle of the village. He took aim at one vagrant following Myumi into the melee from one side, James taking aim at the back of his neck, let a shot off. It struck the elf offside of the middle of its back near the spine just below where James intended, the elf screeching as it threw an arm up and fell forwards in indignation of a penetrated trapezius, rendering its right arm useless.
He cautiously moved towards the village.

 

[RavingPenguin]

Cael grinned as he entered the fray alongside Titus, any sort of real fight had been a long time coming. He charged in and began combat shortly after the gladiator, silently surprised at his ability to keep an entire flank distracted.
Cael came racing back tho his senses as the commanders pike came rushing at him, Cael spun and was immediately faced with the man's subordinate. Cael raised his blade and swept it past the horses legs, he felt a bone snap and the horse collapse. The body guard was pinned under a struggling, panicked horse most likely with a broken leg of his own.
Quickly deciding that his intended target wasn't going anywhere, the large Celt whirled around, buckler leading. Just in time too, a soldier was quickly upon him. Cael's buckler quickly changed any thoughts in his head to white noise as it connected and knocked him to the ground.
"Ha!" Cael laughed over the cacophony, "They send boys to fight!" Another soldier meeting his end as a period to Cael's sentence, a large blade protruding from his upper back.
The giant of a man, slowly made the intruding force wary of his presence. 3 men having been downed and not a scratch on the Celt would certainly dent any resolve. They still advanced, but only more slowly and with more caution. Cael's little band of men slowing them more than 3 men should.
The man on the horse Cael had downed was now up again, though his movement was pronounced among the surrounding ranks as he now bore a pronounced and heavy limp.
"We make our stand at the village center!" Cael shouted to his comrades. He knew full well there was no stand to be made, and no fight to be had there. He knew though, that his squad would have to fall back to the center and quickly, but he would give no indication to the enemy of the Drifter's true intentions. "Fall back to the Center, but give no quarrel!" With that Cael moved a bit quicker in reverse. Keeping those who tread to close at bay and those who tread closer still met a mortal end.

 

[Jav3lin]

Keran suddenly rose up from the ranks of the enemy and slowly made his way toward the middle of the village.
The soldiers had died one by one on his blade and now they had begun to back up to get around and flank him.
However, before they managed to do so, he made it into the middle of the village and saw the soldiers moving around the massing group of Drifters that were pouring into the middle.

"I'm hurt, but I'll be okay for now."
Keran declared as he shook off the pain with his bloodied arm.
He'd received a nice gash under his sword arm and was bleeding profusely all the way down to the hilt on his sword.

 

[The Zango]

"Hai!"

Another enemy fell before Myumi's blade, his throat neatly slashed through the gaps in his armor. These foes thought they were invincible, they thought that their armor would protect them through anything, they did not even consider the fact that they could fall in battle and that was their primary failing. It was not a vice Myumi shared with them, for she was a Samurai and a Samurai went into battle not just expecting death, but embracing and accepting it, it didn't mean she was suicidal, but it simply meant that when the chaos of battle started, the enemy would come face to face with their mortality and it would hinder their blades, while Myumi would not be encumbered by such an affliction.

Another foe bested, with Myumi's katana sticking from the slit where his chest plate met his greaves, Myumi knelt before him, her ficus unflinching. However, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted another raider, his sword raised, bearing down upon her. It didn't look good, even if Myumi slid her sword free in time, would she be able to parry the blow?

But then, just as Myumi slid her sword free from the vanquished foe, the bandit that had been bearing down upon her moments ago had stopped and was now reaching for his back, howling in pain. While the sight was curious to Myumi, it did not hinder her sword arm, for almost as soon as the man paused, Myumi had rolled to the side and slashed out, besting her foe.

Just as she turned to engage another raider, she spotted the man named Jame's lowering his fire weapon and moving off.

"Arigatou gozaimasu" murmured the Samurai as she rejoined the fray.

Spoiler

A bit of a pointless post, but hell, I felt like writing. On other news.. Woo I'm 17 now

 

[KronosTalon]

Titus stood up from grappling with one of the soilders, with some blood splatter across his face. The man on the grounds neck lay twisted, looking in the wrong direction. He removed his gladius quikly from the body next to him, leaving the other sword lodged into the mans chest. He swiftly walled toward the center of the village after hearing Caels command. He spun quickly and cut down a man in his way, but he wasn't as dead as he thought. The man slashed at his leg, cutting the back of his calf. He yelled out quickly, before stabbing the man in the face, and removing it quickly, and limping toward the center with Cael and Keran.

 

[Athol]

While the attackers were focused on the more obvious threats like Titus, Keran, Cael and Myumi, John was able to get behind a large group making for the center of the village. Well fuck he thought I guess I better even the odds. Transferring his newly acquired sword to his left hand, he drew his revolver and fired into the group from behind.

The attackers armour seemed ineffective against firearms, as he was able to kill three outright and fatally wound another two. Most of the group broke and ran at the surprise attack, but two stayed to fight, glaring at John with murderous intent. "Well suck me dry and call me Dusty, this'll be fun" John muttered as he holstered his weapon. While the two charged in unison hoping to overpower him, John swapped his sword back to his right and met the charge head on.

At the last second, John threw himself down at the feet of his attackers causing them both to lose their balance, while one fell completely over. Shit, that didn't go as well as I planned. . . John was still on the ground, his chest burning after an armoured foot aggravated his already sore and damaged ribs. As John was trying to regain his composure the soldier who had merely stumbled, loomed over him, his sword raised high to deliver the final blow. As the sword dropped John rolled aside and thrust his blade into the soldier's poorly armoured groin, the man fell howling in pain as the blood flowed freely.

Staggering to his feet, John finished off the wounded man, and then turned his attention to the other soldier who appeared to have been stunned by his fall. Looking down on his opponent, John shook his head "Sorry man, but I can't risk it" and plunged his sword through the man's neck. With that he slowly made his way towards the rest to the Drifters, clutching his side trying to ignore the pain.

 

[Jeff Gibson]

Sam rose up from where he was sitting, not taking his eyes off the battle. "I think it's our turn." He pulled his gun from his holster, and looked over at Vinny and Hui. "Tally-ho." He then started moving toward the battlefield.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"Of course," Hui nods before setting off quickly after Sam, his guan dao held in both hands across his body, prepared to attack any of the Order who get in his way.

As the first armoured man enters his view, Hui lets out a battle cry, swinging the spear with all of his might at the small gap between the armour and helmet. The blow lands, sending a spray of blood across a foot or two as the guan dao cleaves through the man's neck, leaving a gaping wound.

Before the body hits the floor, he is already moving, spinning the guan dao so it pierces the next Order's man at the gap in his shoulder. The blade merely glances across the man's armour, allowing the warrior a chance to take a swing at Hui's back.

But his blade glances across Hui's back, saved by the plates he wears underneath his robes, only leaving a large gash across the robes.

Hui spins back, hitting the fighter with the pole of the weapon, knocking him off balance before following up with a stab into the neck to put him down for good.

Quickly he flicks off the blood before re-entering the fray.

Spoiler: OOC

If anyone wants to do some more battle posts, feel free to. I'll bring this to a close later on.

 

[Anarchemitis]

James' less-than-inclined method of hanging away from the fray rewarded him a spectacular (thus disturbing) view of the morality and mortality of many walks of life before him. An elf bellowed from above him, jumping off a thatched roof from one of the cottages, diving towards him with its blade at the ready. James quickly cracked two shots towards the sudden belligerent, wounding him with an unknown injury as James jumped to the side and the creature's body landed flat on the ground face down, apparently hit somewhere in the torso.
"Do you have any idea how ugly you look?" quipped James before shooting it in the back of the neck.

 

[Jeff Gibson]

Sam walked toward a small cluster of soldiers that had surrounded a young elf, and waved to get their attention. "Evening, gentlemen. Lovely weather we're having." The soldiers turned and looked at Sam, giving the elf the opportunity to escape. All at once, the group started to run at Sam, who responded by pointing his gun at them and squeezing the trigger, not even slowing his pace.

Most of the soldiers stopped in their tracks as their comrade, shot in the neck, fell to the ground, while the three that didn't met a similar fate. Those that remained took the hint and ran away. "Wise decision." When he got to the fallen warriors, he took a sword and placed it it in an unoccupied scabbard. "Nothing personal, gents." Tucking the sheathed sword in his belt, he got back up and headed off to meet the other groups.

 

[Jav3lin]

Taking on two nearby chargers, Keran swung his shield and sword one by one to avoid as much of the incoming blows as possible.

"We won't keep this up forever! Soon they will overrun the elves in the woods and surround us. Even we cannot stop them if they all charge at once."
Keran looked at one of the men carrying guns.
"Not even with that technology."
He indicated toward the weapons.

"Do you have a plan?"
Keran switched his gaze toward Hui.

 

[RavingPenguin]

Cael swung and beat in a helmet with the broadside of his blade, knocking a soldier unconscious and possibly dead. Immediately he followed up with his buckler warding off 2 separate blades. A keen battlefield awareness and the rookie mistakes of men in front of him were the only things keeping from taking any serious damage. He lept to the right to dodge another swing and caused another 3 men to stumble into each other. He slid his blade under the shoulder of the nearest bumbling soldier and withdrew before he fell.

"Damn amateurs." Cael muttered under his breath.

In the same breath he spotted Hui and his group take the field and a breath later witnessed him down a man with a wicked and precise stroke of his weapon. Cael sidestepped as Hui's display was interrupted by the advance of the Order troops.

He beat another man off with his buckler before yelling at Hui over the din, "For the love of the Lyddi! I hope this isn't all of your master plan!"

Spoiler: OOC

Lyddi is pronounced Lithy. Or at least I think it does. I only have a rudimentary understanding of Gaelic...

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"We've killed nearly half of them...this should be fine," Hui answers, both to Keran and Cael.

He straightens up, thrusting his spear in the air, shouting, "Drifters! Surround the well in the village! Myumi, it's time!" he yells, hoping the Samurai remembers what they had planned prior.

If this doesn't work, we're dead, he thinks, running for the well, if it does...we will have one of their commanders.

 

[Athol]

"Drifters! Surround the well in the village! Myumi, it's time!"

"Got it!" shouted John, falling back. "Well? C'mon ya bunch fuckin' cocksuckers," turning to the large group that was slowly advancing on him. "You ain't got tha balls to kill me!" Finally one of the soldiers charged headlong at John, with his sword held high over his head.

John steped into the charge, grabing the mans wrists with his left hand, while smashing him in the face with the pommel of his sword. The soldier lost his grip on his sword as he attempted to grab his ruined face. John spun him around, and pressed his sword tight to the mans throat, whispering in his ear "If you so much as twitch I'll slit yer throat."

Keeping his new hostage between himself and the soldiers, John kept backing towards the well.

 

[KronosTalon]

Titus did his best to avoid the pain in his leg, as he stabbed another man through the neck with his gladius, pulling it out quickly and watching the man fall. A bit of blood splattered across his face, joining some of the enemies lingering blood. Titus heard the order to regroup near the well, and did his best to back up at it, limping slowly and guarding himself from enemy attack.
He reached the well, fending off attacks with parrys and dodges, and joined the group there. "Someone take a look at the back of my leg." He said quickly, keeping sword in hand and eyes on the opponents.

 

[Jav3lin]

Keran backed up to Titus as no-one was advancing on him at the moment.
After a quick glance rather than an examination, he looked back up and at the crowd of enemies.
"Seems pretty deep, but a few herbs and a bandage should be enough. Doesn't seem anything is broken."

Then he quickly stepped in front of Titus and leveled his shield above both of them.
Momenteraly the shield was struck by a large spear.
Keran lowered his shield and stepped back at Titus' side and used his sword to break the spear, making the shield lighter.

 

[The Zango]

"Archers, on me!" shouted the Samurai loudly, as she ducked under an attack from a particularly aggressive foe and slashed his exposed stomach through the gap between his curiass and his greaves. Following a backwards roll, Myumi had sprung to her feet and had already begun swiftly moving towards the pre-designated location that she would meet the archers at, sheathing her sword and drawing her bow as she walked.

Within moments Myumi was stood on top of one of the villages houses, flanked by the elven archers, bows at the ready.

"Cut them down!" Myumi shouted, causing the elves around her to begin firing rapidly, felling the rest of their foes in a constant barrage of arrows, until all of their Order enemies lay dead or injured.

"Hui! A couple still live, it looks like their Leader and his guard"