Eldaire

[Just a Lord of the Rings or D&D or whatever style battle. I said partners but if only one other person shows right off, we can go ahead and start and other people can join in later.]

Doesn't Matter

[If you kinda start off the story a little bit more id be glad to join]

[Right now im kinda lost, so I cant come up with a character that would fit in]

Mr.Deflok

[Sounds a lot like the Matrix]

Eldaire

Okay I changed it. You should have no trouble joining in on this one.

Eldaire

*bump* C'mon! Someone join!!!!

Eldaire

*bump again* Alright, seriously. Someone join in! It'll be fun I promise!

twotimesadingo

well... how exactly does this work? i'd be interested, but who DMs? what edition D&D rules do we use...?

gimme some rules, first!

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- A Perfect Circle

Eldaire

Uh, I wasn't thinking of any rules. The point is more to develop a cool fight story than actually determine who wins the fight. That way, people can join as we go along, and it's lots of fun to read after we're done. It will go something like this I think.

Eldaire began with a direct charge. He almost flew across the ground, pulling his sword and shield from his back. He swung the sword with great force at his opponent.

X easily dodged the heavy sword and used his incredible speed to creat a lot of distance between the two of them. As Eldaire turned around, X began throwing daggers from is infinite magical supply with incredible speed and accuracy at Eldaire.

etc.

Eldaire

Eldaire steps to the middle of the open field. The wheat blows gently in the wind. The field is about two miles in diameter. To the north was a thick forest of green trees. To the east was a large mountain range with high snowy peaks. To the west, a barren desert of rock and sand. To the south, the ocean. Eldaire was struck for the beauty of it. So many different terrains within two miles of one another.

Eldaire was a large man, but no giant. We weighed about 200 pounds and was about 6 feet tall. His long blonde hair blew freely and unkept in the wind. Strapped to his back was a huge broadsword. It had a black handle, a silver hilt, a long silver blade, and a white stone at the bottom encased in a silver ring. The stone gave the sword slight magical properties and the sword glowed with a soft white light. Strapped over the sword was a huge white shield with a light blue cross painted across it. The shield was also enchanted to make it capable of defending against magical attacks. Eldaire wore only light chain vest for armor. His pants were normal leather pants and so were his shoes. At his belt, he had 5 small metal spheres each imbued with a different element: earth, fire, wind, water, energy. The spheres had weak magic on them as well, and did little more damage upon contact than the damage of throwing them in the first place. Eldaires magical abilities were severely limited. He knew only a simple fireball spell, a simple healing spell, a simple defense spell, and a simple speed enhancement spell.

Bob Biter

The ground shakes and a hole opens up about 30 feet away from Eldaire. The stench of brimstone and sulfur assaults his sense of smell, but he stays focussed on the strange being that just emerged from this earthen portal.

As the dust clears, he sees that a man wearing some kind of metallic red armour is facing him. He bears no visible weapons, but his armour is spiked at the gauntlets, elbow guards, shoulder guards, knee and shin guards, as well as on the feet. The spikes are about three inches long, but are wickedly barbed. His torso and back armours plates are free of them, but bear the sigil of some kind of black, fiery beast. His horned helmet covers much of his head and darkens his face, save for a pair of glowing orange eyes. With a gravely voice, the being speaks:

"I am Szanod, Master of the Akuma Style and guardian of the gates to the 3rd Nether Realm. You seek a challenge, consider it met."

The fighter then rears back to let out a fierce battle cry and charges his opponent with astonishing speed.

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krazixs

The sky darkens to a black pitch, overhead a vortex forms, oddly windless it touches down to earth with a deafning roar. As the vortex abates, a figure stands clothed in black. Unworldly black armor is formed to a tall imposing figure of indeterminate age. Over each shoulder peakes on silver sword hilt, and over the other a hilt of the deepest black. In his hand a spear blinding bluish white.

A voice carrying all the threat of coming hurricane in the distance echoes over the plain

"Doubly met"

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Eldaire

Eldaire is astonished at the power of his challengers. Wow, this is going to be the fight of his life. He may easily die. He's never fought anyone this powerful before.

"I'm getting excited!" he says aloud.

This was going to be so much fun for him. He jumped to the side just as Szanod was about to make contact. The force of his missed punch caused the wheat to ripple all the way to at least a hundred yards ahead of where he had thrown it. Eldaire the ran with all his speed towards the east.

Szanod looks like he's awfully fond of fire. Let's see how well he handles the snow.

Once Eldaire reached the base of the mountains, he began jumping 20 ft. or so at a time. He glanced quickly over his shoulder to see how close his foes were.

SSJwrestler

After watching form a distance for sometime, a young man appears out of the tall wheat field.

He stands only 5'5 and his shaggy brown hair sweeps across his face, covering his dark penetrating eyes from view, as the wind passes over the plane.

He wears a black tank top and loosely fitting black cotton pants, a modest outfit. Attached to a wide black sash tied around his waist is a katana fixated in the middle of his lower back and canted to the right side at a slight angle.

Surveying the beautiful surroundings and the fight in front of him, he says in a low voice.

"This seems fun..."

SSJwrestler

Noticing that Eldaire seemed to be fleeing from the battle, the young man quickly took off for the base of the mountain.

He swiftly passed the two opponents still remaining at the original site of battle.

"Coward..." he thought to himself, "What kind of man runs to the hills at the start of the battle? We'll see how he runs after i get hold of him."

Again using his god-like speed, the young man began to traverse the rocky side of the mountain, bouncing from boulder to the next, until he was caught up with Eldaire.

Timing his motions just right, the young man was able to jump right in front of his moving opponent, getting a wide-eyed stare of surprise from Eldaire as a reaction.

They both stopped, nearly 500ft up the mountain, and stared at each other.

"Why run fighter? Why not show me your skills with that medieval trash sword you carry." the young man taunted, as he drew his own sleek katana from its sheath, holding it closely to his side, preparing for battle.

Eldaire

Man! I thought I was fast! This guy is incredible! I don't even remember seeing him orignially. He looks just as tough as the other two. He may not have the same magical potency emminating from his body, but I can tell by his motions and the way he carries himself that he's nobody to be fooled around with. He's completely confident.

"I run from nobody. Just trying to gain the strategic advantage is all."

Eldaire surveyed his snowy surroundings.

"It appears I have accomplished my goal. Now, I'm going to begin. I don't want to catch you off gaurd so prepare yourself!"

Eldaire then charged, pulling sword and shield at once, preparing to strike, but just as he got close, the katana came flying towards him. He managed to move his body mid-air just in time.

Woah! That looked like one big blur to me.

He landed on his side in the snow, rolled and pushed himself to his feet, holding his shield in gaurding position, preparing for the attack.

SSJwrestler

"Cocky prick! Who the hell do you think you are." the young man sneered, while falling to the ground and positioning himself in a fighting stance after jumping to meet his opponent.

"A true warrior looks for no advantages in battle, and instead fights with honor. I may be a bit mericless and relentless, but I never look advantages."

Then with a slight smirk on his face the young man interjected, "Of course in your case, you may need all the advantages you can get your hands on. Now prepare to fight a TRUE WARRIOR!"

At this moment, the young man seemd to dissapear in a spray of light snow. he reappeared to the left side of Eldaire, who stood ready in a defensive stance. he then again seemed to disapear.

An instnce later, the young man stood directly next to Eldaire and caught him with a punch to the torso. Eldaire qucikly reacted with a backhand punch of his own, still holding his sword, catching the youngman offguard in the low back.

The youngman back off about 10 yards, feeling a deep pain in his lower back.

' Did he purposely get hit so he could strke me?' the youngman thought to himself.

Eldaire

"Heh, a good trade I'd say," boasted Eldaire.

This guy may be fast, but I obviously have the strength advantage. I need to keep that in mind.

He reached for one of the spheres, ignoring the terrible pain in his ribs from the punch. He pulled out the fire one, glowing a gentle red and warming his numb hands.

"I'm sorry if this is not honorable, but I'm about to take another advantage."

Eldaire then focused his will, grabbing hold of the fabric of reality, shaping it. Within a second, the magic spell was cast. The world seemed to slow down and become distant from Eldaire. The acceleration spell had worked perfectly. He threw the sphere at the mysterious nameless samurai with great speed. Even so, the samurai managed to cut it clean in half mid-air, sending the two sides away from him. However, the magic spell in the sphere was then released and a blast of flame erupted in front of him. Eldaire was instantly behind the samurai, hoping to catch him off gaurd. He came down hard with his heavy sword, but the samurai easily stopped the blow dead in its tracks with his blade. Eldaire made no attempt to hide his shock. Not only had this warrior managed to outspeed him in spite of acceleration, he wasn't even phased by what should have been at the very least an extremely distracting tactic. On top of that, he had stopped the broad sword with his skinny little Japanese sword.

Uh-oh. This isn't looking good.

SSJwrestler

' Is it me or did this guy just get a hell of a lot faster. I mean, still no match for me, but pretty damn fast for a big guy. Better watch myself, could be problems.' the youngman thought.

"Well, I'll give it to you that you're a lot better than gave you credit for, but if that cheap trick was the extent of our strategy then I'd have to say you are shit out of luck."

"What do you mean?" questioned Eldaire.

"Well, you just gave me an unneeded advantage you half-wit. Your little fire spell the snow in this area, giving me more tractiion to maneuver with. Like I said, unneeded to defeat you, but still an advantage." the youngman explained.

"I thought you said you didn't use adantages." Fired back Eldaire.

" I said I didn't look for them, not I didn't use them, but if you are going to whime you simpleton I'll oblige your concerns."

With this, the yuong man began to give off a blue ora as he sheathed his sword and began to focus his energy. Seeing this, any thoughts of Eldaire's that this man had no magical emanace were shattered.

As the blue ora began to grow larger, the temperaure of the mountainside started to decrease, and the ground scorched by the fire spell began to freeze over. After a short time, the yuongma's blue ora dissapeared and the landscape had changed to an icy tundra. Magic indeed.

"There's your no advantages." bragged the youngman.

The youngman again took up a fighting stance with his sleek katana drawn and standing ready at his side.

"Big, slow and stupid is now way to go through life warrior, so why dont i end yours now!" th yuong man threatened.

'We'll see how this midless troll likes tangling with an ice demon now.' though the youngman to himself

Eldaire

"Heh, just because I'm big and slow does not make me less of a warrior. You quick ones always thing you've found the best way. Let me give you a brief lesson. I won't even use my acceleration spell. Now, attack me."

The samurai fulfilled Eldaire's request with several swings with his sword. Some bounced of Eldaire's shield. Some were redirected by his sword. Some were even redirected by his legs, head, and torso. Some hit nothing but air. After about 20 seconds, the samurai's sword had been swung at least 1000 times. However, not a single one landed. The samurai stood with the same emotionless stare on his face. No suprise.

"How?" he asked.

"Ohhh, gonna take advice from your adversary are ya?"

"Ha, if you don't want to answer then prepare to contiue. I need no help from you scum!"

"Alright, don't get all riled up. You must flow like a gentle stream. Give no resistance to the force. Redirect it instead. It's not about power, it's not about speed, it's not about intelligence. It's about reaction. It's about calm and peace of mind."

Eldaire spoke boldly, but he was beginning to question this belief. He had barely managed to dodge most of those attacks, and the samurai appeared to be holding back, merely testing him. This was no good for Eldaire cause he was giving 100%. His lungs burned, but he refused to breathe any differently. He could not let the samurai know how draining this was for him, or he might lose interest and finish him.

Maybe his speed really is too much.

SSJwrestler

"Don't act like you're tired troll!" chanted the young man.

"You really are much better than I thought, and you speak wisely. You may question your own strength your technique now that it begins to fail you as I attack you. But don't. I could certainly finish you with my next attack, and I would only be using about 80% of my strength and speed, and none of my true power."

"True power?" asked Eldaie.

"Don't stress your small mind on that matter now. I have a different solution to our present situation if you are willing to hear it." said the youngman, a bit perturbed at hte interuption during his speeach where he was obviously giving the trol a compliment.

"I'm all ears" replied Eldaire.

"Actually your all muscle" said the youngman "but down the hill are two warriors who dont even compare to us."

"And?" asked Eldaire.

"I'm getting there! My suggestion is that we call a temporary truce, dispose of these two miscreants down below, and then continue this fight, or whatever you want to cal this one sided match we are engaged in at the present moment."

Eldaire stands, still in a defensive stance and ponders the moment.

"Well? Are you game, or am I going to have to dispose of all you by myself? Using you only makes it quicker." the youngman interjected into Eldaire's thoughts impatiently.

Waiting for his opponent's response, the youngman could only htink to himself ..
' Damn I hope he agrees. My lower bak is killing me, and I'd have to use all my strength to defeat this guy. I used 80% on that last attack and got nothing. I dont even know if 100% would finish him, maybe hurt him. But there is still me true power....'

Eldaire

A voice called from above.

"No Eldaire, this fight is done. You fought well! I'm proud!"

"Master! You've been here the whole time?"

"Ah, I was wondering when you were going to involve yourself. I had begun to think you were a mere spectator," called the samurai.

A young man, 18 years of age, floated from above and landed in front of Eldaire. He had a bowl cut of brown hair that fell just below his eyes which seemed to have infinitely different colors within them. He was dressed a white sleeveless shirt and loose fitting blue pants. Around his wrist were bands the same light blue color as the pants. He wore no shoes and seemed to carry no weapons.

"You're learning quickly, but you're not good enough to fight opponents like this one. On top of that, those two in the field have much more strength than the samurai gives them credit for. Your training for the day is done. Now go to the fields, you must be freezing! You can watch from there."

"Yes sir," responded Eldaire as he walked away.

"Hold on. You're obviously much younger than that warrior. Why does he call you master?"

"Before I answer your question allow me to introduce myself. My name is Matt. I am a warrior of heaven. To answer your question, you are being far too easily decieved by my form. I carry in my head mellinia old knowledge. You see, I am the human incarnation of an angelic warrior."

Just then power seemed to explode from Matt. He seemed to glow a simultaneously powerful and genlte white aura. Powerful in force, but gentle on the eyes. This glow also caused his hair to turn a golden blonde.

"I fight without weapons as you would call them. I fight with the sword of the spirit. I am protected by the shield of faith, the breastplate of righteousness, and the helm of salvation. I am guided by the belt of truth and my feet are shod with peace."

"Spare me your Biblical nonsense."

"Ah, I don't speak metaphorically, well, not entirely. I'm being quite literal. These things are truly attainable, but they are not material. You see, the sword of the spirit is my spirit energy which I manipulate into attacks. Righteousness makes me sure of my cause and able to endure heavy blows. Faith makes me fearless and keeps me from hesitating. Salvation guides my thoughts and keeps my course clear. And my desire for peace keeps me on the right path."

"Philisophical nonsense. You have nothing that I myself don't already possess."

"If you say so. Regardless if you offer stands for me as well as my pupil, I would be happy to join you. Those below us are most powerful indeed, and it would be wise to fight them together. By the way, what is your name warrior?"

krazixs

The man in black leans casually on his spear viewing the fight on the mountain top. The fighters looked interesting and viewing there technique he was impressed. The real challenge still stood on the other side of the field. He was waiting for that one to move.

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SSJwrestler

"My name you ask, Matt? For someone who speaks with such wisdom, you should know that if I have not given my name by now, then it bears no importance. At least, not in my present form.' replied the young man, clearly not answering Matt's questions.

"Well then what is this other form of yours, so that I may know the name of my ally." asks Matt.

"Ally? I am certainly not your ally, and as for my other form, that remains to be seen. If you are so insistent upon calling me something, call me Nemo, which means noone and nothing."

"You, like your words, are a riddle and mysterious, Nemo." replies Matt.

"While I can not say the same for your pupil, I must say that I am rather intrigued by your strength and logic behind your fighting. You appear to be a true warrior." said Nemo.

Eldaire rises to reply to the insult, but is held back by Matt, who merely smiles. Nemo then sheaths his katana and peers down the moutnainside, viewing the other two opponents, who have, until recently, been absent from his radar.

"Shall we welcome our new guests to the party you two? I mean we wouldn't want to be poor guests would we?"

Eldaire

"Let's go then," Matt said, as he lifted into the air. He then began to fly headfirst down the mountain with incredible velocity. "WEEEEE!"

"Pathetic child," muttered Nemo.

SSJwrestler

' How can someone that powerful and wise act so immature? No matter, as long as he can do his share of the work I dont care how he acts. Hopefully, I can defeat these miserable wretches below with out tansforming. Of course...it has been a while since my powers have been matched' Nemo though to himself.

Then, watching Matt fly down the mountainside, doing ridicuously awesome flips, veritcals, and loops, Nemo started to descend down the mountain. Hands behind his back, jumping lightly from boulder to boulder as if he were skipping.

Eldaire, looking a bit perplexed, follows lead and also begins descending the mountside.

After the three had all made it down steep cliff, they stood side by side and turned to face their new opponents. The man leaning on his spear looking back with an amused look and the ever impressive Szanod.

krazixs

The man in black see's that the fighters have decided to take it down from the mountain. Eyeing both of them, he simply waits for the first move

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SSJwrestler

"Before these festivities commence any further, why dont we all introduce who we are." said Nemo with a pretentious smirk.

"You can all me Nemo, the nothing and noone. A mere wanderer with a few good moves....notihng...noone...." said Nemo, as he stepped forward and gave a mock bow of introduction.

"Any other takers?" he said again with a smirk.

krazixs

"You can call me Arc if you wish"

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SSJwrestler

" What a quaint introduction, Arc. Would you mind if I called you Archie?" Nemo replied with a smile on his face.

" I like the name Archie...it fits you well...So Archie, are you any good with that spear?"

krazixs

With a small smile arc shrugs hefts the spear in both hands and waits. . .

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SSJwrestler

"Well Archie, since you and I seem to be the only two breathing people around here, I think we should be the first ones to try our hands at this fun game." Nemo said unsheathing his katana.

' Let's see how my present form fairs against this guy, he seems strong..' Nemo thought to himself.

Nemo takes a low fighting stance and prepares to attack.

krazixs

The attack comes as a thrust, Arc turns it aside easily. Nemo and Arc circle each other trading blows, feeling each other out.

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SSJwrestler

Nemo notices right away that Arc is much better skill wise than his previous opponent, and seems to have greater speed to bot.

After having the first of his attacks blocked by Arc's long spear, Nemo decides to be a little daring with his next attack.

He charges in again faking a thrust, but then accelerates to the peak of his speed about 5 feet infront of Arc, leaving an lingering after image, which Arc defends.

Seeing his chance, Nemo appears mere inches to the side of Arc and strikes downward HARD. The ground beneath explodes and the air is filled with dust and bits of wheat.

After this attack Nemo, retreats about 20 feet away to survey the damage.

'Did I get him?' Nemo thinks ' I think I got him, I know I made contact...'

krazixs

The image flashes in front of Arc's eyes seeing the feint a sec to late the spear already flashing to attack the fading image. Pivoting on his foot Arc turns in time to take the attack on his shoulder. A flash of light and explosion and Arc disappears in a cloud of dirt and dust.

A blue white spear is thrust in the ground where Arc stood.

In the sky above clouds mass black and threating.

Rain begins to pour

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SSJwrestler

'Did I get him?' Nemo again thinks to himself. 'No way, that wasnt even my best attack and that guy had to much skill to be taken out by that...where is he?'

With this, Nemo keeps his katana drawn and takes up a defensve stance. He bgins to focus his chi and search for his enemy's energy trail. All the while, his dark penetrating eyes scan up down and to either side looking for his opponent.

'No way that did him in....where is he?' Nmeo thinks again, as the rain beings to fall heavily upon his tensed body.

Eldaire

Matt sits back watching, waiting for Szanod to get over his appearantly paralyzing fear. This fight was proving to be most entertaining. He knew he couldn't step in else Nemo would have his head on a platter. But, he didn't see the harm in a little hint. Matt and Nemo caught eyes. Matt put on a smug smile and pointed him in the direction of his adversary.

krazixs

The spear begins to hum, the sound of a growing wind. Stronger the wind blows until it's the force of a tornado, and with a blinding flash and a thunder clap Arc once again stands holding his spear aloft. Smoke smolders on his shoulder from where he was struck, the same amused smile still on his lips.

"Nice move"

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SSJwrestler

" Yeah, you know that was a nice move, I thought. But, certainly not my best." Nemo replied. "You have no idea what the limit of my power is, but if you keep this performance up you may just see its true extent."

With these words Nemo braces himself as the wind begin to pick up and debris begins to swirl in the vicinity of the battle.

"Lets commence Archie. I've been waiting for a challenge."

Eldaire

Matt was most amused. He knew of Nemo's true form, and was awaiting it anxiously.

I'm pretty sure I've found you this time.

SSJwrestler

" You know Matt, it seems to me that you are just having a grand old time sitting off to the side twiddling your thumbs." Nemo said.

"I don't know what the Hell you're waiting for but you could be taking on Szanod, who seems to be the bigger of these two brutes."

As the wind picked up and a smile started to creep onto Arc's face, Nemo stated to think to himself:

'While Szanod may the bigger of the two, I'd bet my life that Arc is definitley stonger...'