OOC: Possible mature actions may happen if interacted with Tommas. Please be advised this thread may house him attacking or being rude/vulgar in wording.

Hot fever drags into him. He pulls back and dangles with himself mentally. Suddenly the other man is pressed up against him, he reacts to the pain at his neck finally, both eyes closing as the man positions his mouth over his face and he feels it, the anxiety filling his heart up to the brim. His body tells him to get out to move away, to roll and kick to get free. But no, he was a big boy he could handle THIS. They hug and he welcomes it even with his body telling him otherwise. Tommas then moves backwards when he feels the mans body come closer. Perhaps he could bring them far enough to the swamp's edge. ⨳He backs away and attempts to hook his paws under the bridge of the other mans armpits and aim to lock himself there, he twists his paws up further attempting to dig further more into the tender flesh that he imagined would becoming masterpiece of mauled skin. He feels the arms slip of the other man around his neck and pinch more skin and hot liquid dances down his shoulders. Shit that was going to be a bitch to heal. His ears flip momentarily out of their cover as his head still attempts to shake free from the grasp of the mouth he was inside of. Then his mind sparked. He was inside the mans mouth!!! ⨳ In a final ditch effort to get his face free and with the strength his legs could carry him he full steams ahead and attempts to jump forward to slam his face into the mouth of Valens's hopefully making him choke to allow his own face freedom, some how some way that is.


Tommas vs @Valens
Round 4 / 4
Major Maim: Crippling a limb that leaves permanent damage.
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 2 + 11 + 10 + 14 + 20 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 11 + 12 + 7 + 9

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 13 + 5 + 2 + 18 + 15

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The back and forth is cumbersome, straining and pulling at his muscles. They would no doubt be sore after the adrenaline of the battle wore off. But the rage that had crescendoed inside of the man will not be doused until this deed is done. One of them - if not both - would leave here today changed forever. And the vampiric Gentry would fight tooth and nail to assure that he at the very least left marks this beast would be forced to bear forever.

A cruel reminder of who not to fuck with.

⨳ Valens matches the steps of his opponent, feeling the tug under his arms and attempting to lean forward further to lessen the pull. To try and teeter himself forward and Tommas back. ⨳ Simultaneously, his arms pull away from their hugging, tight clutch; attempting to drag his claws along the path he aimed to follow toward the front of Tommas' shoulders. An effort to aid in his forceful attempt to push them over in a way that benefited Valens.

Jaws release their clutch as the patchwork menace tries to shove his face deeper into his maw. But only momentarily would he let go. Oh no sweetheart, you won't get away that easily.

⨳ The Savante lunges, straining his neck to snap at that right eye once more - another dogged effort to clutch onto that face and rip that orb straight from its socket. To create as much damage - as much ugliness in this vain and gluttonous creature as possible.

Valens vs. @Tommas
For Major Maim - Removal of eye
Round 4 / 4
Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 17 + 1 + 19 + 10 + 7 + 13 + 2

Dodges:

Rolling 5d20: 5 + 3 + 12 + 4 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 4 + 2 + 10 + 14

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@Tommas VS. @Valens FOR major maim
— RESULTS —

Tommas Hits: 2+2+4+4+4 luck = 16
Tommas Dodges: 3+0+1+2 = 6

Valens Hits: 4+4+3+3+4 luck = 18
Valens Dodges: 0+2+4+2 = 8

Tommas Successful Hits: 8
Valens Successful Hits: 12

Valens HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR major maim!

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WOUNDED ROLL

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Tommas is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Valens Wounded Roll: 4

Valens is WOUNDED!

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Success is an aphrodisiac, pouring through his weary veins and livening him despite the blood loss - despite the pain and exertion. Valens would never credit this beast with anything, but if one was being honest Tommas had put up a good fight. He was just as dogged and cruel in battle as the Savante. And if they'd not come to such a quick disagreement and dislike, he might have admired that.

Might have even regretted what he was about to do.

But what had been spoken and done were spoken and done. And Valens felt absolutely no sense of shame or guilt for his following actions. Jaws would finally grip that orb beneath his teeth. It was pierced and quickly deflating as he yanked on it - the gel inside spurting every which way and sliding down his throat with a chaser of tangy blood. And he would pluck the eye from its bony, sinewy home with a mighty pull.

It was done. Gripped and dripping from his jaws, the muscle that still clung to it hanging limply from his mouth. And then he would push with all of his might to send his opponent's grip to loosening - maybe he'd topple off into the muck and grime of the swamp. Perhaps not. Valens didn't give a rat's ass. He'd simply spit the eye out of his mouth and send it skittering and sinking into the stagnant water that pooled nearby.

Returning to a four-pawed stand, he'd shake from exhaustion and pain. But the dappled warrior would cast a harsh glare at @Tommas. "Cross my path and speak such filth again and I'll continue to hack away at your body until you're just a pathetic worm, wriggling around looking for scraps." he'd snarl, before sharply turning and leaving. He wouldn't ordinarily turn his back to an enemy, but they were both so injured, he doubted the patched male would be much of a threat to him at this point - especially with the grievous injury he'd just graced him with.

As he limped away, Valens sent a silent prayer up to the mother of thanks for her support in battle. He'd fought for her honor today, and ended up the victor.

-exit Valens-

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OOC: Possible mature actions may happen if interacted with Tommas. Please be advised this thread may house him attacking or being rude/vulgar in wording.

The fever drops from the high it had been under, but he doesnt stop not until the other stops. And when he feels the pressure under the arms give way oh did it send him soaring with ectasy. He leans back onto his spine and feels the rush and pull of his face as the man bares down and takes his eye. Oh well, there goes that right? who cared. When the man gets off and speaks his nonsense bullshit he laughs loudly "AHAHAHHAAH...AHAHAHHAHAH..AHAHAHHAHAHAH!!!" it echoes, there is no pain, no guilt, nothing. His paws flex as they recall the super feeling of the mans armpits in his hands. Some fur was there in his nails and it caused only for his laughter to echo from the deepest of chambers from his gut. When the man leaves he stands up only to laugh his way back into the swampy waters and continue to do what ever he pleaded his mind to do.

EXIT

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