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Eldaire · 11-06-2003, 03:49 PM

"Alright, if he won't attack me I guess I'll get to it."

Just then Matt careened across the ground with incredible speed. Even Nemo had trouble following his motions. Szanod never saw it coming. In a flash of blinding light, Szanod found himself crashing into a mountain, causing a huge avelanche to fall on top of him.

"Oops," said Matt, scratching the back of his head with a dumb grin on his face. "If I'd have known he was so weak, I wouldn't have hit him so hard." He let out a childish laugh. "He's alive, just out cold. Eldaire! Take Szanod back to the village and get his wounds treated! Come back when you're done! I want you to see this fight! You may learn something!" Eldaire nodded and ran off to complete the task.

SSJwrestler · 11-06-2003, 03:55 PM

"What is Eldaire? Some kind of mutt taking orders from Matt? Look at him....bounding like he were retrieving a stick...pathetic.." said Nemo..

"As for you Matt...very nice... a little over the top but nice none the less." said Nemo. "Now shutup and stand back, I think I have some unfinished business to attend to." said Nemo looking back at a smirking Arc.

"Are you ready Archie? I am."

Eldaire · 11-06-2003, 03:55 PM

"You misunderstand Nemo. I was not giving an order just then, merely pointing out what needed to be done. I don't know about you, but Eldaire and I care about life, and we don't want anyone to die here today. Yes, he's my pupil, but I'm only his master in Martial arts. The rest of the time, we are friends and fellow warriors."

SSJwrestler · 11-06-2003, 03:59 PM

"I was only pointing out that Eldaire attends to his duties like a dog. Now let me be so I can battle.." said Nemo

About this time, Arc, growing impatient says "Can we get on with this"

"YES! LET'S!" says Nemo preparing to charge.

krazixs · 11-06-2003, 05:39 PM

"I believe you were the one who scored a hit last, now my turn" His face never changed. He didn't charge he was simply there a mere foot in front of Nemo, the but of the spear came up knocked the katana skyward, the same movement Arc spins on his heel twirling the butt of the spear behind the knee of Nemo, the same rotation the end of the black haft spins around hitting Nemo mid torso, the spear is reversed the point resting lightly on Nemo's unprotected neck.

The katana falls gracefully five feet behind it's fallen owner sticking upright from the ground.

"Point and counter point" Arc takes three steps back, and awaites Nemo to rise

Eldaire · 11-06-2003, 06:07 PM

He could have killed him there. Awfully nice of him not to.

Eldaire grinned to himself.

Perhaps his dark attire is a bit misleading.

Bob Biter · 11-06-2003, 06:39 PM

"Childish", thought Szanod. "Utterly childish. They jump and prance around with meaningless quips of what they think are taunts. Fools all."

As he taught this, he saw the warriors make their way down the mountain and toward him and the man with the spear. Impassive, He awaited their arrival, while perfectly aware that the other being near him was wondering when he would move. Let him wait, patience was a virtue none of them could understand.

As the approaching warriors strut like scared peacocks, Szanod simply watched them and waited for their attack. Perhaps because they feared his icy silence, his oppenents preferred to attack the being who was now known as "Arc". Watching his technique, the Devil Fighter knew then that his style was slow, but creative. Interesting.

Finally, the one know as Matt charged him and layed a powerful blow that sent Szanod careening towards the hills. With a thunderous shock, he crashed into them and rubble started to fall. Amused, he simply smiled and sank into the ground. Seconds later, a rumbling was heard beneath the feet of the fighters, then subsided. Suddenly, blasts of fire shot out at random points, nearly singing everyone present. Then as confusion set in, Szanod shot out of the Earth behind Matt and let loose a devastating punch to his back, creating a concussion wave that echoed a great distance and sending the recipient flying towards Eldaire, who had but moments to dodge.

With that, Szanod smiled slightly, looking everyone over.

"Enough games. It is time to fight."

Eldaire · 11-06-2003, 06:51 PM

"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!"

Eldaire flew across the wheat fields in excrutiating pain. It took him a good two seconds to manage to right himself. He stayed there, floating two feet off the ground.

"Cheap shot devil warrior! I see you're not as hurt as I had thought. Eldaire! I think you should go watch from a distance! This one means business and I don't think he'll offer the same mercy you were going to offer him."

"But... okay." Eldaire made his way to the north, climbed a tree and sat on a branch to watch.

"Alright hell warrior. Let's do this."

SSJwrestler · 11-06-2003, 08:21 PM

Getting up from the ground and dusting himself off, Nemo replies to Arc, "Well Archie, I never thought you had it in you. That was a very nice combo. One of the best I've seen in a long time. And considering my age, thats quite a compliment,"

"It appears that this form...a wandering noone, nothing...has outgrown its use. Let me introduce you to my true form, one thats a bit more adapted to hard battles."

With these words, Nemo took a low stance and began to channel his chi energy. The blue ora that surrounded him in previous batle with Eldaire was back, and grew as his focus increased.

Soon, ice and snow started to become visible within the ora, and swirled around Nemo, hiding him from his opponent's view.

After a few scant seconds, a small explosion of chi lit the area with a blinding blue light. Arc shielded his eyes by covering them with his forearm. After the light had subsided, Arc lowered his arm and his gaze fell upon Nemo. Or was it Nemo?

A new opponent stood before Arc now. He appeared to have the same build as Nemo, yet slightly more muscular. Also the new man's hair was different from Nemo's, starting out white at the roots and changing gradually into a light blue at the tips. The hair stood on end, never moving, looking as if it were constantly windswept.

The most distinguishable differences though were the whiteness and slight shine of the man's skin, which had previously been tan, and the change from dark brown eyes to ice blue. Intense and cold.

Staring at Arc with his ice blue eyes, the changed Nemo walked over and picked up the katana that stood upright in the ground.

"Now we do true battle..."

losthellhound · 11-06-2003, 08:57 PM

The winds from the south had spoken to Kuaiji, not in the classic sense his human mind tended to grasp to, but still he heard them. In the golden fields a battle was brewing. Human, demon, and some other things no meant to meet were.. parlying? Kuaiji wrapped his cloak tight around his shoulders and concentrated on a voice, not the tall warrior who seemed to fly, not the man in black, but there.. yes.. the cricket by the edge of the stream. He focused on its natural chirp and let his body pass. He would be there in no time, and no one would notice his entrance. If there was to be battle, Kuaiji would not be left out

Bob Biter · 11-06-2003, 10:56 PM

Being unusually obliging and desiring a quick end to this upstart's posturing, Szanod called upon the eldricht energies of the Netherworld. A dark, misty aura surrounded him and gathered around the barbed spikes of his armour and the horns on his helmet. Such a power rendered his armour particularly leathal, as aside from physical damage, they also chipped away at the resolve and hope of an opponent, making the battle even swifter.

Finished with his preparation, the devil guardian gazed upon Matt with half-closed eyes, the bliss of battle soothing him. Suddenly, he opened them wide and sunk into the earth once more, this time emerging rapidly from Matt's left side as he threw a vicious haymaker punch. Such was the speed of his attack that a gust of wind was generated, buffeting the other warrior as he attempted to react to the onslaught.

losthellhound · 11-06-2003, 11:05 PM

Kuaiji glanced up from the tall grasses to watch the demon's latest move. He whistled softly with admiration

That one I'll have to watch. But first, lets give them something to play with

He then reached into his pack and retrieved a small simple silver flute. Playing a soft melody, he removed himself from the physical world and into the ether. Calling with his thin music. Moments later, the angry roar of the called came to him.

Go to them. Fight, but do not tarry. COmbined they could destroy you, and your brethern do not deserve that loss for the debt owed to me

The dragon, one of the last of the pure bred, swept through the ether and into the physical world, bathing the area in a wide arc of blue flame. It landed opposite the fighters and sat back on its haunches and bellowed angrily

I come to fight in the name of Kuaiji Il'Kator. I am dreamspike, and I am called to this field of battle

SSJwrestler · 11-07-2003, 05:23 AM

"Seems as if everybody is dressed in their Sunday best now...except you Archie...what do you have in store for us." the nameless man now speaks.

About this time, a deafening roar is heard, and all the fighters turn their heads towards the source of the noise. Their gazes fall upon an enormous dragon rearing on its haunches, roaring loudly, causing the ground to tremble from the vibrations.

"WTF!?!?!" the nameless man says, speaking the collective thoughts of the entire group.

Eldaire · 11-07-2003, 06:49 PM

Matt watched as the hell warrior called his power to himself. He felt something strange emminating from his armor. It was... suffering. That's the only word to describe it. It was suffering, hopeless and pure.

Ameteur tactic. Does he really think that will affect me who draws his power from a being of infinite love and hope?

He saw him sink into the earth. The man moved swiftly, but Matt could sense the dark power of his armor. When the man emerged, he threw a devastating punch.

A bit slow, but the force is incredible.

The punch went with the force of a train into Matt's ribs, and then, straight threw. The after image faded away as Szanod attempted to recover his balance. Before he could, a ki blast of a brilliant white light landed on his back and send him biting the dust. Before Matt could attempt to fight again, he heard the deafening roar of a dragon.

Szanod stood and watched the dragon as well.

"This one is stronger than either of us Szanod. It may be best to delay this match for a moment."

Eldaire jumped from the limb and began to run back to the battle.

krazixs · 11-07-2003, 07:31 PM

Forces were gathering quickly, he could feel them. Arc sensed . . . something moving behind them. Curious.

"Again still your move my friend"

SSJwrestler · 11-07-2003, 08:11 PM

'Next move huh...has to be a good one' the unnamed warrior thought to himself.

"Well if thats the case then I think I'll take my turn." the warrior said, "But first I think it's appropriate that you should know the name of your enemy."

Arc looked on with a semi-curious look on his face.

" My name is Koorittou, descendant of the ice goddess Shiva, and guardian of the surrounding lands. The only reason I now participate in this battle is protect this land's sacredness. However, the only reason I became involved in this fight in the first place are the impetous actions of my brash alter form. Well...enough of introductions. Let's commence."

In a flash, Koorittou had started to charge his most recent attack. In this new form he was able to use the element of ice to launch attacks.

This new attack came in the form of a ki blast encased in a ball of ice. Korittou launched the attack with tremendous velocity, catching Arc slightly by surprise.

Arc easily dodged the attack, but was in for a surprise....the missed attack made impact with the ground behind Arc, and instantly blew up, sending shards of ice in all directions. Many of the shards hit Arc, thinking he had dodged out of harms way, in the back. While the damage wasnt severe, it still stung like hell.

Rather than a snide remark, as was usual of Nemo, Koorittou only stood motionless in a defensive stance, with a slight smile on his face, his eyes glowing a bright blue.

krazixs · 11-07-2003, 08:51 PM

Arc winced the ice stung painfully as a few had gotten threw his armor.

"Ice huh" Arc smiled, "It seems fire has made his entrance," he said nodding toward Szanod,"Well how about some lighting?" Arc moved in a lunge this time however while his body moved forward in a straight line his spear flashed forward darting in and out faster and faster. Koorittou was hard pressed to dodge, and each thrust came closer to hitting the ice warrior.
Blocking with his katana arcs of electricity bounced off the blade and spear in blue sparks that grew in brightness.
A sudden downward swing from the spear forced Koorittou to block the attack with the edge of his katana. The second before Koorittou saw Arc smile, knowing this was exactly the move he expected. As the two metals collided electricity sprang forth quicker than though flowing down the metal blade into Koorittou's hands. The shock pushed Koorittou back into the mud leaving him shaken and breathless. Arc spun his spear until a blur surronded him electricty weaving about his form. His eyes turned into crackling white blazes of energy, awaiting Koorittou's next move

losthellhound · 11-07-2003, 09:05 PM

The great dragon waited, knowing that while the warriors were occupied, it would be dangerous and rash to step in, better to wait until one had fallen, or at least until there was an oppertunity to strike a stronger blow

SSJwrestler · 11-07-2003, 09:43 PM

"Well...I would have to say that was most unpleasant." Koorittou said, standing and shaking himself off, recovering from the electrical shock. He could still feel slight shocks running throughout his body.

"We just wont have to let that happen again..."

With these words, Koorittou closed his eyes and began to focus his energy. Soon, ice crystals began to form on Koorittou's katana. As the crystals began to accumulate, the blade became slightly thicker, wider, and sharper. When Koorittou opened his eyes again, his katana was completely covered in ice.

"Well, this should keep out that pesky electricity, at least while we're in close combat..." Koorittou said.

Now the battle continues. With this new sword in hand, Koorittou starts to slowly move towards Arc. Arc waits for his opponent to make the first move, then it comes.

Koorittou moves quickly to the side, leaving an after image in his wake. Arc is not fooled, and moves to the side as well, paralleling Koorittou. They begin to exchange blows at an amazing speed, each countering the other's attack and then launching an attack of their own, only to have it defended.

This sequence of events goes on for a few moments, until the two fighters break and move away from each other, coming to face one another about 50 feet apart.

With no words, and only eye contact made between them, the two warriors charge each other, each powering up for an extreme blow. In an instant they are upon one another, and the exchange of blows is unable to be seen. The two warriors land ten feet behind the spot of contact, their backs facing one another.

Koorittou feels a stinging pain and blood gently dripping down his right arm, from where Arc's electric spear was able to make contact. Hoping that the exchange of blows was mutual, Koorittou looks over his shoulder at Arc, seeing that he is grabbing his own right side and that his hand is slightly covered with blood.

'Good' Koorittou thought 'It wasn't a waste'. as a slight smile fell across his face.

Eldaire · 11-07-2003, 09:50 PM

Eldaire finally makes it to the battlefield. He jumps to where the dragon stands in a single bound. The dragon and Eldaire meet eyes. Eldaire looks for some connection with the dragon. Their souls intertwine for a brief moment. Eldaire had always had a strong connection with the ether realm and its inhabitants.

"Please sir. This battle is no place for you. Why not go back to your realm? See your friends again? I'm sure they would be most upset if you were injured. I know you're strong, and that you could win with ease, but these warriors aren't fighting to kill. Spare them your might good sir dragon. Please."

Bob Biter · 11-07-2003, 10:15 PM

Standing back up from the strong chi attack, Szanod lets the nether energies flow on him, dispersing the positive energy landed by his opponent. Turning to him, he smiles wryly.

"Well done, human. You are apparently slightly faster than me, but be aware that my purpose as guardian of part of the Netherworld is to ensure the strongest entrants are properly broken down before they suffer eternal torment for their actions in life, on this plane.

I bear you no personal ill will, but I do enjoy battle and testing my powers. Breaking you is just a trial for my skills, as my duties below have gotten... tediously easy."

As the demon fighter prepares for his attacks, he hears a deafening roar, making him turn instantly to its source. A dragon had landed. Szanod sensed its power, confidence and tremendous will. However, he sensed a link... this dragon was bound to a lesser being... somewhere.

Hearing the human's proposal, Szanod turned back to him and smirked.

"While I dislike breaking off "engagements", it would seem my hand is forced. However, facing the dragon, even as a group, is not wise. I sense a duty in the creature. Someone else lurks nearby, cowardly avoiding direct battle."

Without any further comments, the demon sinks into the ground once again. His senses were stronger below ground and he quickly identified a possible source. Heading to it he readied his powers, to break this coward quickly and efficiently.

Eldaire · 11-07-2003, 10:20 PM

"Well, he's off. Doesn't suprise me that he'd be this rash really. It would be better to see how Eldaire fairs in his negotiation, but Szanod is obviously a little bloodthirsty at this point."

Gaurdian of hell. Hrm, this will be a tough battle. He called me human though, I don't think he quite knows what he's up against.

As Matt let his concentration wander, his aura, ever so slightly, began to collect into what resembled wings behind his back.

losthellhound · 11-07-2003, 11:48 PM

The dragon glares at the stranger speaking to it in the old tongue.

I come at the behest of one greater then I. I am bound to this fight as much as a bird is bound to the sky. But my purpose here has been served.

Suddenly an aparition appeared behind Eldaire, a whisp of cloud becoming the shape of a man. Eldaire didnt react, he didnt hear a sound, only felt the impact of a staff striking the back of his neck

Don't try to disuade my friend Dreamspike here. His and my quarry still stands, but it is not you. The demon, where has he gone?

Eldaire · 11-08-2003, 01:26 AM

Eldaire fell to the ground, out cold. Matt regained his concentration and the aura returned to its full form.

"Bastard!"

Matt flew across the ground for a moment, creating a long rift in the earth beneath him, and then lifted to the sky. His speed was blinding. The strange warrior was hit by a kick that sent him careening away. Matt made no attempt to continue his attack though. He took Eldaire and flew him back to the forest. He went almost a mile into it and set Eldaire down there.

The woodland creatures will watch over him until he awakens.

Matt then flew back to the middle of the wheat field, or at least 100ft over the middle. He looked around for the warrior who had so dishonorably attacked his friend, but he was nowhere to be found. Matt continued to hover there, searching.

Bob Biter · 11-08-2003, 01:50 AM

Having identified the being controlling the dragon, Szanod had made his way to it. However, before he could attack, the stranger teleported away, to where his first opponent's pupil was standing. Swiftly dispatching the careless whelp, he nonetheless was caught off guard himself by Matt.

Seeing that he could take this opportunity to land his own attack, the demon warrior waited for Matt to strike, then repositioned himself further away, where the newcomer would head towards upon the impact of the blow. As he reeled from it, Szanod was alread out of the ground, waiting for him.

The demon had created a wall of fiery rock, into which the newcomer slammed heavily. Dazed from those two blows, he barely had time to react to Szanod's immediate follow-up. Indeed, as soon his wall had stopped the stranger's flight, he reared back and double-fisted his creation, sending pieces of the wall careening towards the dragon master. Szanod bellowed:

"If you wish to fight me, why choose the coward's path and have another do it for you? Face me alone, if you dare!"

SSJwrestler · 11-08-2003, 03:40 PM

'Well...seems like my fellow warriors have this intruder in check now. I guess I can continue my battle with Arc. Unless that cursed dragon attacks.' Koorittou thinks to himself.

Standing, and letting go of his injured arm, Koorittou turns to face Arc and asks "Are you ready?"

Eldaire · 11-08-2003, 07:43 PM

Matt spotted Szanod standing over a pile of rubble. He could only assume that the ethereal warrior lay under the firey rock. Matt flew over and landed next to Szanod.

"Is he down?"

losthellhound · 11-09-2003, 08:41 AM

A low rumble could be heard from the rubble, starting softly but quickly growing in intensity. Then, as quickly as it started, the rumbling stopped.

The demon wasn't as unprepared as the youngster had been, but still Kuaiji got a few good hits in before it could raise its defences. With his staff in both hands, Kuaiji struck again and again. The pile of rubble still stood where it was before and several never noticed the mage warrior emerge from it. Few could have

Bob Biter · 11-09-2003, 04:17 PM

This being was strong, no doubt about it. It had survived a fierce attack and was now taking its turn. Using all the reflexive skills at his disposal, Szanod attempted to block or dodge the flurry of staff blows heading for him.

The first few landed without any resistance, since the demon didn't have much time to adapt to the speed of the onslaught. He felt the blows resonate against his armour, doing some concussive damage. However, once he knew the dance, he quickly blocked with all of his body. His armour was strong, thanks to its construction and dark energies bound to it, so whatever blow he couldn't get away from was simply absorbed.

Still, the speed of his opponent's attacks were of some concern. Szanod needed some breathing room. As soon as the opportunity arose, the demon made the sign of the hellfire and a fiery aura, filled with the screams of his defeated victims, briefly extended around him at a distance of about 5 feet. This surprise, made Kuaiji back off for a moment, and allowed Szanod to take the initative.

As Kuaiji was backing off, the demon exerted his power over the earth by the ground around his opponent surge up, encasing his lower body and severely limiting his mobility. As soon as this was done, Szanod extended his left arm. The dark energies of his armour gathered more strongly at that area and were sucked into the spikes, which then began to secret a vile, greenish substance. Eyes widening, Kuaiji knew he had but moments to react.

"The time has come for you to sample the pain that awaits mortals and gods alike when they are bound to the Netherworld I guard."

Szanod then let loose a flurry of poisoned spikes at his victim. Each was aimed at different parts of his exposed torso, arms and head, in order to cause maximum suffering.

Dixie · 11-09-2003, 05:00 PM

As the "warriors" continue to stand around, idly discussing each other's possible limitations and abilities, what appears to be a large wave approaches with a dull roar across the ocean to the south. The ice demon and Arc, momentarily distracted from their battle, turn silently, in awe of the wave's apparent violence. Szanod was immersed in the battle.

Suddenly, a large white horse emerges from the curl of the water and rides full-force across the beach toward the paralyzed men. The horse is incomparably beautiful, the muscles beneath its broad flanks ripling as it pounds across the sand. The horse's eyes are wild and deep with the passion of liberty and power.

"It can't be..." Matt stammers, touching his hand to his neck.

The horse stops some ten feet from the group and, as they watch, is transformed into the figure of a beautiful young woman. Her hair falls in auburn waves down her back. She is clad in a loose white tunic, cinched at her waist with a golden belt. Pants made of dyed dark green leather hide cling to her powerful legs and she wears quaint rabbit skin boots laced tightly to her mid-calf on her small feet. An elegant green velvet cloak envelops her shoulders, clasped at her chest with a small silver brooch.

Arc notes that her nose is small and slightly upturned and her ears come to a slight point, making her questionably elvish, but he has never seen an elf changling before.

She approaches the warriors.

krazixs · 11-09-2003, 07:19 PM

Arc kneels down smiling, a ten inch gash was marked against his ribs. The pain was distant but surprising, the ice lord was quick, but Arc just continued to smile, lighting was quicker.

Standing straight Arc rests the spear against his shoulder and awaits his opponent.

Dixie · 11-09-2003, 07:46 PM

The elvish warrior scanned the field, sizing her opponents.

Eldaire · 11-09-2003, 07:59 PM

Matt felt the sharp blow of a staff against the back of his head. He was filled with pain. More blows came, but they were blocked with a concentration of ki energy in his aura. Matt jumped back from the battle as soon as possible.

He ran in circles wildly, grasping the back of his head screaming "KI KI KI KI KI KI! That hurt!" He then turned and saw the horse galloping towards them.

"It can't be..."

Dixie · 11-09-2003, 08:06 PM

"It's nice to see you again, Matt."

SSJwrestler · 11-09-2003, 08:09 PM

"Well now, all of these unexpected guests are quite the anomaly...woudn't you say Arc?" Koorittou said, addressing Arc by his true name for the first time, undoubtedly realizing that me must give Arc the respect due to him for being such a worthy advesary.

"Let's say we postpone this fight for now." Koorittou said with a sheepish girn on his face." I think we should get acquainted with our new guests. But it's your call."

Then, turning to Matt who was still holding the back of his head, Koorittou asked, "And who is this beautiful lady friend of yours Matt?". He then smiled and chuckled quietly to himself, eyeing the young lady to catch her reaction.

Dixie · 11-09-2003, 08:33 PM

"A short introduction and then let's get down to business. I didn't come to feed your hormones, Koorittou, I came to fight a worthy opponent or 5."

"I am Serendice, guardian of Eden, seraphic warrior of heaven."

SSJwrestler · 11-09-2003, 08:46 PM

"Interesting...." Koorittou said with another sheepish grin, "Matt, you're friends are so hospitable."

"Well then, choose your opponent and let's commence."

Korittou drew his ice-covered katana and took a defensive stance. Waiting for either Arc's or Serendine's reaction.

'Let's see what we've stepped into' Koorittou thought to himself.

Dixie · 11-09-2003, 08:59 PM

Seredice smirked mockingly, undid the brooch at her chest and threw the cloak from her shoulders in one swift graceful motion. Then, drawing a gleaming saber from the sheath at her hip, she stood, meeting Korittou's confident stare.

SSJwrestler · 11-09-2003, 09:11 PM

"Have you chosen your opponent?" Koorittou asked with an amused smile on his face.

Bob Biter · 11-09-2003, 09:52 PM

While the trapped Kuaiji managed to deflect a few spikes with his staff, a good many of them managed to lodge themselves in his body. Suddenly, he was gripped in pain, his mind awash with the anguish Szanod's opponents had felt at the moment of their defeat to him and the sickening dread at the void that awaited them beyond the darkened gates.

The deflected spikes returned dutifully to the demon's armour. With a gravely laugh, he tasted the being's pain from a distance. Indeed a dark mist was linking the imbedded spikes to himself, establishing a link that siphoned part of his opponent's energy and hope.

Before, Kuaiji could surprise him, Szanod mentally ordered the spikes to return, which they did swiftly. He then took control of the earth once agin and completely covered Kuaiji with molten rock, which would soon cool into an extremely durable cocoon.

Satisfied at this situation, for now, the demon warrior turned to the newcomer.

"It would seem the 'forces of good', if there is such a thing, let out all of its whelps to play on this day. Why must you chase death and pain like so many moths drawn to the flame? Have you never suffered? Have you never learnt anything of value?

No matter, I will show you all. Starting with..."

Szanod then sank into the ground, leaving his opponents to wonder where he would emerge, and whom he would attack.

11-06-2003, 03:49 PM	#41 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	I got tired of waiting. "Alright, if he won't attack me I guess I'll get to it." Just then Matt careened across the ground with incredible speed. Even Nemo had trouble following his motions. Szanod never saw it coming. In a flash of blinding light, Szanod found himself crashing into a mountain, causing a huge avelanche to fall on top of him. "Oops," said Matt, scratching the back of his head with a dumb grin on his face. "If I'd have known he was so weak, I wouldn't have hit him so hard." He let out a childish laugh. "He's alive, just out cold. Eldaire! Take Szanod back to the village and get his wounds treated! Come back when you're done! I want you to see this fight! You may learn something!" Eldaire nodded and ran off to complete the task. Last edited by Eldaire; 11-06-2003 at 03:51 PM..

11-06-2003, 05:39 PM	#45 (permalink)
krazixs Psycho Location: courtin in the kitchen	"I believe you were the one who scored a hit last, now my turn" His face never changed. He didn't charge he was simply there a mere foot in front of Nemo, the but of the spear came up knocked the katana skyward, the same movement Arc spins on his heel twirling the butt of the spear behind the knee of Nemo, the same rotation the end of the black haft spins around hitting Nemo mid torso, the spear is reversed the point resting lightly on Nemo's unprotected neck. The katana falls gracefully five feet behind it's fallen owner sticking upright from the ground. "Point and counter point" Arc takes three steps back, and awaites Nemo to rise __________________ The Kender in your party has just screamed in fear. Please roll a d20 to see how many of your body parts are still identifiable.

11-06-2003, 06:39 PM	#47 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	"Childish", thought Szanod. "Utterly childish. They jump and prance around with meaningless quips of what they think are taunts. Fools all." As he taught this, he saw the warriors make their way down the mountain and toward him and the man with the spear. Impassive, He awaited their arrival, while perfectly aware that the other being near him was wondering when he would move. Let him wait, patience was a virtue none of them could understand. As the approaching warriors strut like scared peacocks, Szanod simply watched them and waited for their attack. Perhaps because they feared his icy silence, his oppenents preferred to attack the being who was now known as "Arc". Watching his technique, the Devil Fighter knew then that his style was slow, but creative. Interesting. Finally, the one know as Matt charged him and layed a powerful blow that sent Szanod careening towards the hills. With a thunderous shock, he crashed into them and rubble started to fall. Amused, he simply smiled and sank into the ground. Seconds later, a rumbling was heard beneath the feet of the fighters, then subsided. Suddenly, blasts of fire shot out at random points, nearly singing everyone present. Then as confusion set in, Szanod shot out of the Earth behind Matt and let loose a devastating punch to his back, creating a concussion wave that echoed a great distance and sending the recipient flying towards Eldaire, who had but moments to dodge. With that, Szanod smiled slightly, looking everyone over. "Enough games. It is time to fight." __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen. Last edited by Bob Biter; 11-06-2003 at 06:43 PM..

11-06-2003, 08:57 PM	#50 (permalink)
losthellhound Thats MR. Muffin Face now Location: Everywhere work sends me	The winds from the south had spoken to Kuaiji, not in the classic sense his human mind tended to grasp to, but still he heard them. In the golden fields a battle was brewing. Human, demon, and some other things no meant to meet were.. parlying? Kuaiji wrapped his cloak tight around his shoulders and concentrated on a voice, not the tall warrior who seemed to fly, not the man in black, but there.. yes.. the cricket by the edge of the stream. He focused on its natural chirp and let his body pass. He would be there in no time, and no one would notice his entrance. If there was to be battle, Kuaiji would not be left out __________________ "Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?" -- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

11-06-2003, 10:56 PM	#51 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Being unusually obliging and desiring a quick end to this upstart's posturing, Szanod called upon the eldricht energies of the Netherworld. A dark, misty aura surrounded him and gathered around the barbed spikes of his armour and the horns on his helmet. Such a power rendered his armour particularly leathal, as aside from physical damage, they also chipped away at the resolve and hope of an opponent, making the battle even swifter. Finished with his preparation, the devil guardian gazed upon Matt with half-closed eyes, the bliss of battle soothing him. Suddenly, he opened them wide and sunk into the earth once more, this time emerging rapidly from Matt's left side as he threw a vicious haymaker punch. Such was the speed of his attack that a gust of wind was generated, buffeting the other warrior as he attempted to react to the onslaught. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

11-06-2003, 03:55 PM	#42 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	"What is Eldaire? Some kind of mutt taking orders from Matt? Look at him....bounding like he were retrieving a stick...pathetic.." said Nemo.. "As for you Matt...very nice... a little over the top but nice none the less." said Nemo. "Now shutup and stand back, I think I have some unfinished business to attend to." said Nemo looking back at a smirking Arc. "Are you ready Archie? I am."

11-06-2003, 03:55 PM	#43 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	"You misunderstand Nemo. I was not giving an order just then, merely pointing out what needed to be done. I don't know about you, but Eldaire and I care about life, and we don't want anyone to die here today. Yes, he's my pupil, but I'm only his master in Martial arts. The rest of the time, we are friends and fellow warriors."

11-06-2003, 03:59 PM	#44 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	"I was only pointing out that Eldaire attends to his duties like a dog. Now let me be so I can battle.." said Nemo About this time, Arc, growing impatient says "Can we get on with this" "YES! LET'S!" says Nemo preparing to charge.

11-06-2003, 06:07 PM	#46 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	He could have killed him there. Awfully nice of him not to. Eldaire grinned to himself. Perhaps his dark attire is a bit misleading.

11-06-2003, 06:51 PM	#48 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!" Eldaire flew across the wheat fields in excrutiating pain. It took him a good two seconds to manage to right himself. He stayed there, floating two feet off the ground. "Cheap shot devil warrior! I see you're not as hurt as I had thought. Eldaire! I think you should go watch from a distance! This one means business and I don't think he'll offer the same mercy you were going to offer him." "But... okay." Eldaire made his way to the north, climbed a tree and sat on a branch to watch. "Alright hell warrior. Let's do this."

11-06-2003, 08:21 PM	#49 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	Getting up from the ground and dusting himself off, Nemo replies to Arc, "Well Archie, I never thought you had it in you. That was a very nice combo. One of the best I've seen in a long time. And considering my age, thats quite a compliment," "It appears that this form...a wandering noone, nothing...has outgrown its use. Let me introduce you to my true form, one thats a bit more adapted to hard battles." With these words, Nemo took a low stance and began to channel his chi energy. The blue ora that surrounded him in previous batle with Eldaire was back, and grew as his focus increased. Soon, ice and snow started to become visible within the ora, and swirled around Nemo, hiding him from his opponent's view. After a few scant seconds, a small explosion of chi lit the area with a blinding blue light. Arc shielded his eyes by covering them with his forearm. After the light had subsided, Arc lowered his arm and his gaze fell upon Nemo. Or was it Nemo? A new opponent stood before Arc now. He appeared to have the same build as Nemo, yet slightly more muscular. Also the new man's hair was different from Nemo's, starting out white at the roots and changing gradually into a light blue at the tips. The hair stood on end, never moving, looking as if it were constantly windswept. The most distinguishable differences though were the whiteness and slight shine of the man's skin, which had previously been tan, and the change from dark brown eyes to ice blue. Intense and cold. Staring at Arc with his ice blue eyes, the changed Nemo walked over and picked up the katana that stood upright in the ground. "Now we do true battle..."

11-06-2003, 11:05 PM	#52 (permalink)
losthellhound Thats MR. Muffin Face now Location: Everywhere work sends me	Kuaiji glanced up from the tall grasses to watch the demon's latest move. He whistled softly with admiration That one I'll have to watch. But first, lets give them something to play with He then reached into his pack and retrieved a small simple silver flute. Playing a soft melody, he removed himself from the physical world and into the ether. Calling with his thin music. Moments later, the angry roar of the called came to him. Go to them. Fight, but do not tarry. COmbined they could destroy you, and your brethern do not deserve that loss for the debt owed to me The dragon, one of the last of the pure bred, swept through the ether and into the physical world, bathing the area in a wide arc of blue flame. It landed opposite the fighters and sat back on its haunches and bellowed angrily I come to fight in the name of Kuaiji Il'Kator. I am dreamspike, and I am called to this field of battle __________________ "Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?" -- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

11-07-2003, 05:23 AM	#53 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	"Seems as if everybody is dressed in their Sunday best now...except you Archie...what do you have in store for us." the nameless man now speaks. About this time, a deafening roar is heard, and all the fighters turn their heads towards the source of the noise. Their gazes fall upon an enormous dragon rearing on its haunches, roaring loudly, causing the ground to tremble from the vibrations. "WTF!?!?!" the nameless man says, speaking the collective thoughts of the entire group.

11-07-2003, 06:49 PM	#54 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	Matt watched as the hell warrior called his power to himself. He felt something strange emminating from his armor. It was... suffering. That's the only word to describe it. It was suffering, hopeless and pure. Ameteur tactic. Does he really think that will affect me who draws his power from a being of infinite love and hope? He saw him sink into the earth. The man moved swiftly, but Matt could sense the dark power of his armor. When the man emerged, he threw a devastating punch. A bit slow, but the force is incredible. The punch went with the force of a train into Matt's ribs, and then, straight threw. The after image faded away as Szanod attempted to recover his balance. Before he could, a ki blast of a brilliant white light landed on his back and send him biting the dust. Before Matt could attempt to fight again, he heard the deafening roar of a dragon. Szanod stood and watched the dragon as well. "This one is stronger than either of us Szanod. It may be best to delay this match for a moment." Eldaire jumped from the limb and began to run back to the battle.

11-07-2003, 07:31 PM	#55 (permalink)
krazixs Psycho Location: courtin in the kitchen	Forces were gathering quickly, he could feel them. Arc sensed . . . something moving behind them. Curious. "Again still your move my friend" __________________ The Kender in your party has just screamed in fear. Please roll a d20 to see how many of your body parts are still identifiable.

11-07-2003, 08:11 PM	#56 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	'Next move huh...has to be a good one' the unnamed warrior thought to himself. "Well if thats the case then I think I'll take my turn." the warrior said, "But first I think it's appropriate that you should know the name of your enemy." Arc looked on with a semi-curious look on his face. " My name is Koorittou, descendant of the ice goddess Shiva, and guardian of the surrounding lands. The only reason I now participate in this battle is protect this land's sacredness. However, the only reason I became involved in this fight in the first place are the impetous actions of my brash alter form. Well...enough of introductions. Let's commence." In a flash, Koorittou had started to charge his most recent attack. In this new form he was able to use the element of ice to launch attacks. This new attack came in the form of a ki blast encased in a ball of ice. Korittou launched the attack with tremendous velocity, catching Arc slightly by surprise. Arc easily dodged the attack, but was in for a surprise....the missed attack made impact with the ground behind Arc, and instantly blew up, sending shards of ice in all directions. Many of the shards hit Arc, thinking he had dodged out of harms way, in the back. While the damage wasnt severe, it still stung like hell. Rather than a snide remark, as was usual of Nemo, Koorittou only stood motionless in a defensive stance, with a slight smile on his face, his eyes glowing a bright blue. Last edited by SSJwrestler; 11-07-2003 at 08:20 PM..

11-07-2003, 08:51 PM	#57 (permalink)
krazixs Psycho Location: courtin in the kitchen	Arc winced the ice stung painfully as a few had gotten threw his armor. "Ice huh" Arc smiled, "It seems fire has made his entrance," he said nodding toward Szanod,"Well how about some lighting?" Arc moved in a lunge this time however while his body moved forward in a straight line his spear flashed forward darting in and out faster and faster. Koorittou was hard pressed to dodge, and each thrust came closer to hitting the ice warrior. Blocking with his katana arcs of electricity bounced off the blade and spear in blue sparks that grew in brightness. A sudden downward swing from the spear forced Koorittou to block the attack with the edge of his katana. The second before Koorittou saw Arc smile, knowing this was exactly the move he expected. As the two metals collided electricity sprang forth quicker than though flowing down the metal blade into Koorittou's hands. The shock pushed Koorittou back into the mud leaving him shaken and breathless. Arc spun his spear until a blur surronded him electricty weaving about his form. His eyes turned into crackling white blazes of energy, awaiting Koorittou's next move __________________ The Kender in your party has just screamed in fear. Please roll a d20 to see how many of your body parts are still identifiable.

11-07-2003, 09:05 PM	#58 (permalink)
losthellhound Thats MR. Muffin Face now Location: Everywhere work sends me	The great dragon waited, knowing that while the warriors were occupied, it would be dangerous and rash to step in, better to wait until one had fallen, or at least until there was an oppertunity to strike a stronger blow __________________ "Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?" -- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

11-07-2003, 09:43 PM	#59 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	"Well...I would have to say that was most unpleasant." Koorittou said, standing and shaking himself off, recovering from the electrical shock. He could still feel slight shocks running throughout his body. "We just wont have to let that happen again..." With these words, Koorittou closed his eyes and began to focus his energy. Soon, ice crystals began to form on Koorittou's katana. As the crystals began to accumulate, the blade became slightly thicker, wider, and sharper. When Koorittou opened his eyes again, his katana was completely covered in ice. "Well, this should keep out that pesky electricity, at least while we're in close combat..." Koorittou said. Now the battle continues. With this new sword in hand, Koorittou starts to slowly move towards Arc. Arc waits for his opponent to make the first move, then it comes. Koorittou moves quickly to the side, leaving an after image in his wake. Arc is not fooled, and moves to the side as well, paralleling Koorittou. They begin to exchange blows at an amazing speed, each countering the other's attack and then launching an attack of their own, only to have it defended. This sequence of events goes on for a few moments, until the two fighters break and move away from each other, coming to face one another about 50 feet apart. With no words, and only eye contact made between them, the two warriors charge each other, each powering up for an extreme blow. In an instant they are upon one another, and the exchange of blows is unable to be seen. The two warriors land ten feet behind the spot of contact, their backs facing one another. Koorittou feels a stinging pain and blood gently dripping down his right arm, from where Arc's electric spear was able to make contact. Hoping that the exchange of blows was mutual, Koorittou looks over his shoulder at Arc, seeing that he is grabbing his own right side and that his hand is slightly covered with blood. 'Good' Koorittou thought 'It wasn't a waste'. as a slight smile fell across his face. Last edited by SSJwrestler; 11-07-2003 at 09:47 PM..

11-07-2003, 09:50 PM	#60 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	Eldaire finally makes it to the battlefield. He jumps to where the dragon stands in a single bound. The dragon and Eldaire meet eyes. Eldaire looks for some connection with the dragon. Their souls intertwine for a brief moment. Eldaire had always had a strong connection with the ether realm and its inhabitants. "Please sir. This battle is no place for you. Why not go back to your realm? See your friends again? I'm sure they would be most upset if you were injured. I know you're strong, and that you could win with ease, but these warriors aren't fighting to kill. Spare them your might good sir dragon. Please."

11-07-2003, 10:15 PM	#61 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Standing back up from the strong chi attack, Szanod lets the nether energies flow on him, dispersing the positive energy landed by his opponent. Turning to him, he smiles wryly. "Well done, human. You are apparently slightly faster than me, but be aware that my purpose as guardian of part of the Netherworld is to ensure the strongest entrants are properly broken down before they suffer eternal torment for their actions in life, on this plane. I bear you no personal ill will, but I do enjoy battle and testing my powers. Breaking you is just a trial for my skills, as my duties below have gotten... tediously easy." As the demon fighter prepares for his attacks, he hears a deafening roar, making him turn instantly to its source. A dragon had landed. Szanod sensed its power, confidence and tremendous will. However, he sensed a link... this dragon was bound to a lesser being... somewhere. Hearing the human's proposal, Szanod turned back to him and smirked. "While I dislike breaking off "engagements", it would seem my hand is forced. However, facing the dragon, even as a group, is not wise. I sense a duty in the creature. Someone else lurks nearby, cowardly avoiding direct battle." Without any further comments, the demon sinks into the ground once again. His senses were stronger below ground and he quickly identified a possible source. Heading to it he readied his powers, to break this coward quickly and efficiently. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

11-07-2003, 10:20 PM	#62 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	"Well, he's off. Doesn't suprise me that he'd be this rash really. It would be better to see how Eldaire fairs in his negotiation, but Szanod is obviously a little bloodthirsty at this point." Gaurdian of hell. Hrm, this will be a tough battle. He called me human though, I don't think he quite knows what he's up against. As Matt let his concentration wander, his aura, ever so slightly, began to collect into what resembled wings behind his back.

11-07-2003, 11:48 PM	#63 (permalink)
losthellhound Thats MR. Muffin Face now Location: Everywhere work sends me	The dragon glares at the stranger speaking to it in the old tongue. I come at the behest of one greater then I. I am bound to this fight as much as a bird is bound to the sky. But my purpose here has been served. Suddenly an aparition appeared behind Eldaire, a whisp of cloud becoming the shape of a man. Eldaire didnt react, he didnt hear a sound, only felt the impact of a staff striking the back of his neck Don't try to disuade my friend Dreamspike here. His and my quarry still stands, but it is not you. The demon, where has he gone? __________________ "Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?" -- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

11-08-2003, 01:26 AM	#64 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	Eldaire fell to the ground, out cold. Matt regained his concentration and the aura returned to its full form. "Bastard!" Matt flew across the ground for a moment, creating a long rift in the earth beneath him, and then lifted to the sky. His speed was blinding. The strange warrior was hit by a kick that sent him careening away. Matt made no attempt to continue his attack though. He took Eldaire and flew him back to the forest. He went almost a mile into it and set Eldaire down there. The woodland creatures will watch over him until he awakens. Matt then flew back to the middle of the wheat field, or at least 100ft over the middle. He looked around for the warrior who had so dishonorably attacked his friend, but he was nowhere to be found. Matt continued to hover there, searching.

11-08-2003, 01:50 AM	#65 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Having identified the being controlling the dragon, Szanod had made his way to it. However, before he could attack, the stranger teleported away, to where his first opponent's pupil was standing. Swiftly dispatching the careless whelp, he nonetheless was caught off guard himself by Matt. Seeing that he could take this opportunity to land his own attack, the demon warrior waited for Matt to strike, then repositioned himself further away, where the newcomer would head towards upon the impact of the blow. As he reeled from it, Szanod was alread out of the ground, waiting for him. The demon had created a wall of fiery rock, into which the newcomer slammed heavily. Dazed from those two blows, he barely had time to react to Szanod's immediate follow-up. Indeed, as soon his wall had stopped the stranger's flight, he reared back and double-fisted his creation, sending pieces of the wall careening towards the dragon master. Szanod bellowed: "If you wish to fight me, why choose the coward's path and have another do it for you? Face me alone, if you dare!" __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

11-08-2003, 03:40 PM	#66 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	'Well...seems like my fellow warriors have this intruder in check now. I guess I can continue my battle with Arc. Unless that cursed dragon attacks.' Koorittou thinks to himself. Standing, and letting go of his injured arm, Koorittou turns to face Arc and asks "Are you ready?"

11-08-2003, 07:43 PM	#67 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	Matt spotted Szanod standing over a pile of rubble. He could only assume that the ethereal warrior lay under the firey rock. Matt flew over and landed next to Szanod. "Is he down?"

11-09-2003, 08:41 AM	#68 (permalink)
losthellhound Thats MR. Muffin Face now Location: Everywhere work sends me	A low rumble could be heard from the rubble, starting softly but quickly growing in intensity. Then, as quickly as it started, the rumbling stopped. The demon wasn't as unprepared as the youngster had been, but still Kuaiji got a few good hits in before it could raise its defences. With his staff in both hands, Kuaiji struck again and again. The pile of rubble still stood where it was before and several never noticed the mage warrior emerge from it. Few could have __________________ "Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?" -- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

11-09-2003, 04:17 PM	#69 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	This being was strong, no doubt about it. It had survived a fierce attack and was now taking its turn. Using all the reflexive skills at his disposal, Szanod attempted to block or dodge the flurry of staff blows heading for him. The first few landed without any resistance, since the demon didn't have much time to adapt to the speed of the onslaught. He felt the blows resonate against his armour, doing some concussive damage. However, once he knew the dance, he quickly blocked with all of his body. His armour was strong, thanks to its construction and dark energies bound to it, so whatever blow he couldn't get away from was simply absorbed. Still, the speed of his opponent's attacks were of some concern. Szanod needed some breathing room. As soon as the opportunity arose, the demon made the sign of the hellfire and a fiery aura, filled with the screams of his defeated victims, briefly extended around him at a distance of about 5 feet. This surprise, made Kuaiji back off for a moment, and allowed Szanod to take the initative. As Kuaiji was backing off, the demon exerted his power over the earth by the ground around his opponent surge up, encasing his lower body and severely limiting his mobility. As soon as this was done, Szanod extended his left arm. The dark energies of his armour gathered more strongly at that area and were sucked into the spikes, which then began to secret a vile, greenish substance. Eyes widening, Kuaiji knew he had but moments to react. "The time has come for you to sample the pain that awaits mortals and gods alike when they are bound to the Netherworld I guard." Szanod then let loose a flurry of poisoned spikes at his victim. Each was aimed at different parts of his exposed torso, arms and head, in order to cause maximum suffering. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

11-09-2003, 05:00 PM	#70 (permalink)
Dixie Psycho Location: the land of cotton	As the "warriors" continue to stand around, idly discussing each other's possible limitations and abilities, what appears to be a large wave approaches with a dull roar across the ocean to the south. The ice demon and Arc, momentarily distracted from their battle, turn silently, in awe of the wave's apparent violence. Szanod was immersed in the battle. Suddenly, a large white horse emerges from the curl of the water and rides full-force across the beach toward the paralyzed men. The horse is incomparably beautiful, the muscles beneath its broad flanks ripling as it pounds across the sand. The horse's eyes are wild and deep with the passion of liberty and power. "It can't be..." Matt stammers, touching his hand to his neck. The horse stops some ten feet from the group and, as they watch, is transformed into the figure of a beautiful young woman. Her hair falls in auburn waves down her back. She is clad in a loose white tunic, cinched at her waist with a golden belt. Pants made of dyed dark green leather hide cling to her powerful legs and she wears quaint rabbit skin boots laced tightly to her mid-calf on her small feet. An elegant green velvet cloak envelops her shoulders, clasped at her chest with a small silver brooch. Arc notes that her nose is small and slightly upturned and her ears come to a slight point, making her questionably elvish, but he has never seen an elf changling before. She approaches the warriors. __________________ talk is cheap, so i buy every word you said. scared me half to death, now i'm half dead. Last edited by Dixie; 11-09-2003 at 07:42 PM..

11-09-2003, 07:19 PM	#71 (permalink)
krazixs Psycho Location: courtin in the kitchen	Arc kneels down smiling, a ten inch gash was marked against his ribs. The pain was distant but surprising, the ice lord was quick, but Arc just continued to smile, lighting was quicker. Standing straight Arc rests the spear against his shoulder and awaits his opponent. __________________ The Kender in your party has just screamed in fear. Please roll a d20 to see how many of your body parts are still identifiable.

11-09-2003, 07:46 PM	#72 (permalink)
Dixie Psycho Location: the land of cotton	The elvish warrior scanned the field, sizing her opponents. __________________ talk is cheap, so i buy every word you said. scared me half to death, now i'm half dead. Last edited by Dixie; 11-09-2003 at 08:04 PM..

11-09-2003, 07:59 PM	#73 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	Matt felt the sharp blow of a staff against the back of his head. He was filled with pain. More blows came, but they were blocked with a concentration of ki energy in his aura. Matt jumped back from the battle as soon as possible. He ran in circles wildly, grasping the back of his head screaming "KI KI KI KI KI KI! That hurt!" He then turned and saw the horse galloping towards them. "It can't be..."

11-09-2003, 08:06 PM	#74 (permalink)
Dixie Psycho Location: the land of cotton	"It's nice to see you again, Matt." __________________ talk is cheap, so i buy every word you said. scared me half to death, now i'm half dead.

11-09-2003, 08:09 PM	#75 (permalink)
SSJwrestler Banned Location: Davidson, NC/ Manassas, VA	"Well now, all of these unexpected guests are quite the anomaly...woudn't you say Arc?" Koorittou said, addressing Arc by his true name for the first time, undoubtedly realizing that me must give Arc the respect due to him for being such a worthy advesary. "Let's say we postpone this fight for now." Koorittou said with a sheepish girn on his face." I think we should get acquainted with our new guests. But it's your call." Then, turning to Matt who was still holding the back of his head, Koorittou asked, "And who is this beautiful lady friend of yours Matt?". He then smiled and chuckled quietly to himself, eyeing the young lady to catch her reaction.