As I walked up to the the drunken stoat I noticed a ravenous look
in his eyes. But before I could find out what it was he was running at
me, scimitar drawn. As he slashed at me I dodged and executed a slash
at his side with my claws. But he did not show any signs of pain. I
charged at him, trying to force him backwards against the wall.
Incredibly, his strength matched mine! Our eyes were glaring hatred at
each other and suddenly I let go. He tumbled to the ground and I leapt
at him, only to find that he wasn't there, but his blade was! I quickly
checked my leap. Immediatly I found myself in a headlock with his eyes
glaring at mine. I knew I had to find a weakness before he strangled
me. I smelled alchohol in his mouth and suddenly I knew it. I raked and
bit at his arm until he was forced to let go. As soon as I was free, I
ran to the nearest person and ripped some grog from his grasp. The
destroyer was almost on my when I threw the flask over to my right. He
immediatly dashed after it, dropping his scimitar. I grabbed the blade
and rushed over to him. A second later, the stoats head lay on the
ground. I had an enemy killed and a new blade to go along.~
