Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-25808351-20161018014649

"Fuck!" I spur my horse and we slide down the cliff side. My horse desperately keeping its footing, trying not to fall over as we decend. Reaching the bottom I spur like a mad man and grab my greatsword, charging straight for the Vampire. Armata with an unimpressed face stands patiently as I ride up. That's when I jump off the saddle and run the rest of the way. Raising my greatsword high, I bring it down on Armata, but he catches the blade and holds it with two hands. We stand there locked, my job to buy time and keep Armata busy.