RaeSengFight

23:43:08 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: Drew his swords and flourished them for a moment before stabbing the blades down in to the sand. He then began to take off his vest and his shit, hanging them off of the standing hilts of the swords and he started cracking his neck.
23:45:09 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: Seng shucks off the polearm on his back, letting it skip across the sand, but removes nothing else. He rolls his shoulders, taking the shift into that same wendigo-esque form that the ritual dream had forced him into, albeit much smoother this time. »
23:45:09 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: » His jaws chatter together and he crouches in the sand in front of the elf, growling.
23:50:38 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: Raised a brow at the...interesting new form "Huh. Alright, not so different than most of the shit I've fought before, just less fel tainted is all. But alright after we're done here then our beef ends you got it? Don't know how they do shit out in »
23:50:38 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: » whatever part of Zandalar you're from but that's I run things. Also....loser buys drinks!" He quickly added to the end as his tattoos flashed and he he darted to his right, jabbing Seng on his side, channeling his powers to enhance his strength.
23:55:16 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: Seng doesn't speak, only prowls close to the ground until that hit comes sailing and pushes him through the sand a good few feet. Hissing, the wendigo-esque creature whips his body around, barreling towards Raehlin with a slight limp to his back left »
23:55:16 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: » leg and attempts to pin the demon hunter to the sand, drooling everywhere.
23:58:02 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: He tried brace himself and catch the creature and boy did he catch it and got brought down to the ground for it and getting some drool on him. Gross. His tattoos would continue to glow bright as he tried to deliver a couple of strikes and jabs to the »
23:58:02 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: » side of Seng's head, seeing if he could get him to back off a bit.
23:59:35 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: No dice! Seng keeps drooling, his weight pinning the elf down as those skull-jaws snap and snarl into Raehlin's face, trying to grab at something, anything, on the other man's body to tear at it with those dagger biters.
00:02:00 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: He continued to channel more of his power in to his helping enhance his strength, trying to keep the big guy away from clamping on anything. "Ok, fuck it." He grunted as his fists suddenly ignited and surrounded themselves in fel fire and he'd try »
00:02:00 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: » again lay on a few more fiery punches.
00:03:41 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: One of those fiery punches is enough to make Seng back off, though not entirely. He's been set on fire before by the other dipshit elf that he had to get right with. He pops off of Raehlin's upper body, but goes snapping at the hunter's legs, aiming to »
00:03:41 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: » clamp down hard onto one with those massive jaws.
00:04:17 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: ( 2-2 )
00:07:21 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: He'd try to get up and was immediately brought back down as he felt a pair of jaws clamp down on his leg "Gah! Sonofa-!" Quick thinking, he had a couple of options here, one more riskier than the other. Oh well, go big or go home right? Instead of »
00:07:21 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: » resisting or fighting Seng off he'd...let him clamp on to his leg and would try to purposefully shed some of his blood to get it in to his mouth.
00:09:26 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: While the blood might bother living flesh, Seng's bone mouth just lets all that fluid seep right on through when he lets go of Raehlin's leg. He pops up, rearing his arm back and swinging that massive clawed hand forward again to try for one more punch »
00:09:26 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: » to the elf's face, hard as he can.
00:09:40 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: ( seng wins! )
00:09:45 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: ((Rigged))
00:09:53 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: ( the rage always wins )
00:10:03 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: ((Bullshit dice rolls))
00:15:16 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: Get's wolloped in the face and just lays there staring up. There was a voice in the back of his head, whispering as his tattoos continued began to pulse and glow brighter with smoke beginning to slowly rise from them. He closed his eyes, trying to »
00:15:16 [Raehlin-WyrmrestAccord]: » regain some kind of self control.
00:16:13 [Txeptseng-WyrmrestAccord]: Seng climbs off of the elf and settles on his haunches, squatted down a few feet away, silent aside from some panting. That's one avenging. Only about nineteen to go.