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His armour partially damaged by the attack, Tyr jammed one ax into the hand-guard of the enemy berserker's sword, and used his other ax to lock the orc's own ax into place. Tyr then took a step forward, pushing his adversary's arms into an awkward half-backwards position. From there Tyr twisted his axes, disarming the enemy. Throwing his own axes down Tyr began bashing his fist into the orc's face repeatedly, dazing it and breaking a few knuckles along the way. Realizing that he was only causing himself more pain, Tyr roared bringing his head -helmet and all- down on the orc's nose with a resounding crunch. One of the orc's legs gave out from supporting both of their weight for so long and Tyr fell over. Grabbing an axes in his undamaged left hand Tyr rolled back to his feet.
this seems right up my alley
@Marx there, made some changes
Anticipating the headbutt, Tyr threw his weight backwards. This gave the orc so much momentum Tyr was able to throw the orc onto its back. Kicking the orc in the head as he turned around Tyr drew his axes and prepared to finish his prey.
@Kojashi28*ghost-post, I made a post but it disappeared for a bit

Name: Brent Bordeaux

Age: 17 (Senior)

Gender: male

Power: Image-Summoning

Personality: Generally narcissistic, Brent tends to mock others for acting foolishly. Brent also greatly cares for any and all of his friends. Brent has a fixation on Greek mythology, and has great interest in the Zodiac.

Likes: Brent loves listening to power metal, he also enjoys playing a variety of MMORPGs. He is also an avid artist.

Dislikes: Other narcissists, stupid people and whiners.

History: As a child Brent was a very sensitive boy and found he had trouble playing with other kids. Already a recluse, Brent decided to throw himself into the world of online gaming, as he spent most of his time gaming Brent also discovered power metal. As a result Brent tends to listen to songs of a nerdier nature.

Brent moved to Pavar from a small town in Canada, his attitude generally ran most people off; however, this meant that those who stayed with Brent didn't care. Enjoying his time with some good friends Brent occasionally has an outburst of anger. Being as narcissistic as he is Brent was never satisfied with having an average body type, this lead him to do a large amount of physical training to keep his body in shape.

Awakening: Brent was sitting bored in his room doodling when, he decided to try drawing a tiger. As he drew Brent found that it felt as though the lines were already there and he was simply tracing them out for everyone to see. Brent could see his drawing becoming more and more detailed over time, as he finished the drawing a large Siberian tiger jumped out of the page and into his bedroom. Brent panicked and ran out of his room to get his parents, only to find that they'd gone out for dinner.

Summoning the courage to return to his room, Brent found the tiger asleep on his bed. As he opened the door the tiger lifted its head in a thunderous yawn. Brent crept into his room and felt the urge to pet the tiger, reaching out his hand Brent found the fur soft to the touch. As he pet the tiger it started purring loudly. Looking over at his sketchbook Brent saw that the tiger was no longer as he drew it (standing and fierce), now it was lying down just like the one on his bed. Brimming with curiosity Brent tore the page and was stunned to see the great cat completely disappear.
I made another post because I don't want this to die
well, I think I just made a gost post but whatever
Reaching the Inner Keep without any trouble Lethos found a spearhead pointing itself at his chin as soon as he entered the front arch

"Who are ye? state yer business an' I might jus' let ye live!"

Used to this type of reaction Lethos chose to play the role of indignant noble.

"Cease this savagery at once! I am the envoy of the Lord of Caer Mide and I have business with your Lord!"

Stumbling over himself in a rush to apologize the guardsman spoke humbly.

"My sincerest apologies m'ludd I was meanin' no disrespect of course. There's jus' been so many assassinations as o' late. Ye cannae be to careful y'know?"

Smiling Lethos calmly said, "Yes, I understand." weaving magic into his words he began again "Guard duty can be so stressful sometimes, is it really too much to ask for a simple break every now and then?"

The guard's eyes began to cloud over as he took on a slightly drained appearance. "I jus' get so tired sometimes, all I wan' is maybe a week off o' work."

Smiling Lethos made his way inside.
As soon as Silus said the word "attack" Tyr charged into the enemy encampment with a thunderous battle-cry. Chancing upon an orc berserker wielding a war axe and a shortsword Tyr slammed his shoulder into the orc, catching it off-guard.

"I hope you've been looking forward to this as much as I have!" Declared Tyr, with a hungry flame burning in his eyes. As the orc recovered and stood up again Tyr instantly launched into a grapple with the orc aiming to overpower it. "Don't be disappointing me now!" he snarled.
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