<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133364.msg5972893#msg5972893">Quote from: evangel on 09-03-2012, 11:56:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dio regretted his strike the moment none of the half-orc's fingers decided to budge. The cold clash of metal did nothing to assuage him that if he struck a bit harder with less apprehension, the 10 gold coins would be his to take. Dio's foot took a step back to brace himself from the retaliation, while his arms instinctively moved up to greet the other blade swinging down. His sword moved horizontally up, almost sharply perpendicular to Reaver's own slash.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The half-orc desperately tried to reposition both his blade and his hands in time, to accept Dio's latest counter.  But as Reaver brought his blade up, Dio's blade slammed into his, and Reaver was unable to re-adjust his grip quick enough.<br/><br/>The half-orc's sword clanged to the floor, as Reaver took a step back with a raised eyebrow.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: 1d20, adding 10 to the total<br/>Comment: disarm counter<br/>Result: 5,<br/>Total: 15<br/></div></div>