A Call to Fight

The larger brute turned his attention to him, though Gimli wasn't exactly prepared for what came out of the stranger's mouth. "Gah, fuck off you damn twerp! I wanna fight not to listen to a whiny little brat complain like a little bitch! Grow some balls and then talk to someone like that you little shit." It took him a moment to process what had been said, but before he could respond, his companion spoke up first. "Well, now you're in trouble, Arseling." He drawled, speaking to Orpheus as he stood and stretched his limbs in preparation for what he knew was coming. "Whaaat!?" He roared, thick voice erupting like a volcano. His hackles bristled, teeth baring as he narrowed his eyes. This fool insulted the wrong person, and Gimli was going to try to make him regret those words.

He had half a mind to take the bastards balls, but Gimli would spare him this once. Instead, he decided he'd go for something else. His hot headed rage began to consume him, but to be fair, this bastard had overstepped the line with what he said. "Say tha' to me again while yer writhing in pain ye dirty bastard!" He yelled before launching himself forward.

He rushed at Orpheus, the dwarvish little beast faster on his feet than he looked. He aimed to rush past Orpheus' left side, aiming for the bastards hind leg as he aimed to throw the entirety of his weight straight into his knee in an effort to break it. Simultaneously, he reached forward with a forepaw as he sought to hook and drag Orpheus' hind left leg towards him to further help worsen the potential injury. While seeking to do this, his jaws opened as he also tried to aim a solid bite on the same leg as he sought to cause as much damage as he could to the limb.

Gimli Ahlberg-Klein vs Orpheus for Maim (Broken leg & scarring)
Round: 1/?
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Norwegian forest cat, Male - Battle - Boosted
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

"Speech"