Eithne Varnhem

**Eithne Varnhem moves into a combat stance: she'd grab the heavy staff with both of her hands, the left one lower than the right. Her right leg moved slightly in front of her. She'd stand with both knees slightly bent. She'd nod to the small woman, awaiting her move.
**stares at her momentarily, approaching her with a neutral slunched over hunter pose, not being in range, she stabs outwards, forcing herself in range with another step forward, aimed straight above her right knee.
**Eithne Varnhem , due to the advance of the first stab, would take a quick step to her left, seeing the blade was going for her knees. The cut would connect, but it'd probably be nothing of major issue. She'd send her stick's end into the kitsune's face, from left to right.
** upon hitting her knee, she deftly follows up the swing with a direct cut to the side of her knee, recieving a heavy hit from the stick, she flinches backwards, the followup would be a deep papercut if landed, she walks stunned backwards.
**Eithne Varnhem lets out a grunt as the followup connects, but tries to manage her bearing for a quick advance followed up by a stab of her staff, trying to use the stunned ailment of the opponent to her advantage.
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: stab goes randomly into your direction, decide if hit or not and where it hits
[LOOC] Lamia: Where is the stab aimed at?
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: lets just say the center of your mass
[LOOC] Lamia: alright
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: so chest/belly
** despite being briefly stunned, she narrowly steps sideways down into crouched position, counterattacking with her spear, dodging the stab.
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: how would the counterattack look like? slash, stab, or a block?
[LOOC] Lamia: Stab
[LOOC] Lamia: Y'know nobushi from for honor? it's sideways dodge into bleed stab.
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: gotcha
**Eithne Varnhem 's staff would miss the target. She'd follow the kitsune's dodge with her gaze and instinctively send the staff to her left, sending another horizontal strike, aimed at the head once more. She'd most likely be stabbed in the thigh area, her mouth releasing a heavy grunt of pain.
** hitting with her naginata, she smiles, before being hit in the head, falling down to the ground with, she'd immidately roll backwards to create distance between the two, clutching the bloodied naginata.
**Eithne Varnhem takes a step back with a slight limp as the cat girl rolls away. She'd move once more towards her combat stance in which she began, and, although hurting, she'd send a respectful smile towards the kitsune. She'd patiently wait, observing the opponent's movements.
** gets up on her feet, smiling widely, "You slowpoke, weak too," she taunts, before aggressively running toward her, breaking it into a sliding tackle with her spear jutted upright (14 dex, 11 str and two acrobatics)
**Eithne Varnhem obviously sees the advance and tries to react accordingly, the tackle, however, surprises the elf. She'd try to move the opponent's spear away by hitting it with the center of the heavy stick. She'd, however, be too slow, as the stab cuts across the right side of the middle of her torso.
** grunts menancingly, before immidately sinks her teeth into her neck, her hands releasing the naginata as she shoves her off whilst biting.
**As the wolf sees this action it moves going to ram the beastkin away clearly signaling the end of the fight. Str 18 Dex 14
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: wait, how are u sinking ur teeth into my neck if youre on the ground, sliding?
[LOOC] Lamia: But the beastkin is under the elf.
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: yeah, so how are you biting my neck
[LOOC] Lamia: I'm imagining you landing on me, no?
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: if you do tackle me, then yeah, but did you do it or just slid there?
[LOOC] Lamia: Sliding tackle
[LOOC] Eithne Varnhem: gotcha
[LOOC] Lamia: Like in football.
** stops her teeth from sinking into the female elf as she hears Crockta yell out, she'd still, however, shove the elf off her.
[LOOC] Crockta: Wolf would probs ram you before I yell out as I am reacting to the wolf moving
**[5'6" blonde woman in her early twenti...] recoils back at his little gesture, rolling her shoulders with a hint of unease.
**Eithne Varnhem falls down onto the small kitsune, her hands still holding the staff as she'd fall. They would most probably block the catgirl from biting the elf. Hearing the command of the orc, she'd stop any aggresive movements and be shoved off of her opponent.