[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Owacyn shouted as he ran towards Eldin. The dogs paused for a moment, then one of them turned and leapt at Owacyn. Crying out with hate, he brought his sword up, leaping into the air, before reversing it and plunging it blade-first into the ground, and the head of the hound. He drove it until the dog's smashed skull would permit him to push it no more, then wrenched it out and swung a precise swipe at the other dog, who turned just in time to see Owacyn's sword cut its throat. It sank, whimpering, to the ground, where Owacyn thrust his sword into its heart. It slumped to the ground, before gasping out a final howl.

At the death of the two dogs, Ulrich screamed and charged at Owacyn, the horses hooves thundering as they bore down on the prone ranger. At the second before his head would have been crushed, Owacyn rolled to the side and in a single, fluid movement swung his sword at the horse's legs. He cut clean through the front left leg, and the horse buckled, hurling Ulrich under itself, and rolling until lack of momentum forced it to stop. Ulrich looked up at the ranger standing over him, the dark hair and scar looked familiar. "Owacyn, [* EDIT BY MOD *]...", Owacyn smiled widely as he looked at the man. "Ulrich, I told you I would never forget...and I haven't..." Owacyn drove his sword into Ulrich's chest, blood spurted from the dunlending's mouth as he wrenched it out. "I'll deal ith you when all of your freinds are dead, Ulrich."