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Sorcen_Anenooata 02-23-07, 04:24 PM	http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t73/Gideon_Gideonson/TheTrainingRoom.gif OOC: This thread is intended for the use of the combatants of my arena as a place for them to conduct their own battles without the necessity for the judgement of their matches. This is supposed to be a closed room that will not allow the comabatants to be 'thrown' through teh walls and into the arena and the walls will absorb any attack powerful enough that it should have destroyed a part of the wall. These powerful 'armaggedon' attacks are still allowed but try to keep things pretty reasonable and keep the fights inside of the room. Ultimately, this room is run by you guys and you may decided whether to allow OOC posts here or whether it will be strictly IC. I will not necessarily be keeping up with this thread but thats not to say that I wont. If there are any questions or anything then feel free to ask me, likely via PM. :OOC IC: You find yourself in a large open all-white room. The room is seemingly inifnite. (This may change depending on the wishes of the users of this thread.) The room is left unattended and it seems that you can use it for training when you find yourself a partner. OOC: Yes I know that wasnt a very good IC post, sorry. If I think of a better one then I'll edit it and I'll be editing as new rules are thought of and such. Have fun.
Sorcen_Anenooata 02-23-07, 04:25 PM	Reserved
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 04:47 PM	Laying down some rules: First off...if you feel that I'm being a Fun-Stealing Thread Nazi (FSTN, to coin a new phrase :D), please tell me immediately. I don't want to be one. Honest! Anyway...here we go: To keep consistancy with the rest of Sorcen's Empire (cause it really is now...), all OOC posts are to be restricted to spoiler blocks, and any long arguements etc. are to be taken to the OOC thread, so as not to clutter up this thread. Also, Sorcen has, via PM, asked Gareth and me to basically mediate this thread, so he can focus more on the more important stuff. So address any complaints to one of us, and, if needed, we'll take them to Sorcen. ------- IC RULES: At the good suggestion of LostMage, this room adapts to each character's visions, allowing a near infinite number of possible battle scenarios. Unfortunately, each character in the battle must agree on the terrain, simply so that battles don't turn into chaos with each person switching the terrain to his or her advantage. I hope you are all okay with this. If you plan on large, universe destroying moves, request a seperate block of the room (by request, I mean say you're going to one). There are several equally immense areas within this room, and it is but the work of a moment for the magic to compensate to your needs. We aim to keep everyone healthy and happy until their next tournament battle, so be considerate of others. Don't destroy the world while other people are next to you (I hate having to clean the walls...). Battles here are for practice, character developement, and showing off (everyone's favorite :D). Save your real anger for the arena...I don't want to have to summon Sorcen's Brute Squad to break up unruly fighters...well, unruly by our pretty lax standard, that is (this is Hell, after all). And lastly, and this is important (there will be a test later)...don't let this thread replace the arena! ------ Now...since I said there would be one... What aren't you allowed to have this thread replace? The Arena. Correct! Have a cookie. :cookie:
LostMage 02-23-07, 05:14 PM	From no where, a wooden door pops into existance in the blank void. From within, a short, slight elf steps through, standing on nothing. He looks around, still searching, and as he stands there, like spreading ink, worn wood paneling spreads from under Venti's feet. It slowly spreads to form a pool of plain wooden floor, which the elf sits on, cross-legged, to wait. I hope no one minds if I add a little scenery. I thought that the room could start to resemble something from the character's memory or subconcious. If this raises objection, just let me know, I'll edit it
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 05:20 PM	Actually, that's an awesome idea. It allows everyone to fight in whatever conditions they feel like. Nice job! :D On another side of the room, the wall is brushed back, as if an animal hide covering an entrance had been pushed aside. Mzumu Kagunda walks through, and the area before him turns to red earth. Yellowed grass shoots up behind him as he walks down the dirt trail, and savana trees sprout up around him. He looks around and sights Venti, signaling to him rapidly in his obscure sign language. Do you understand me?
LostMage 02-23-07, 05:23 PM	Venti stands up, and nods once. "Yes, I do. Though I hope that you can say the same, friend." Thanks, and nice backround!
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 05:30 PM	Mzumu nods his assent. Of course. Are you waiting for someone? Or are you unoccupied?
LostMage 02-23-07, 05:33 PM	I am unoccupied at present. I thought it would be a good idea to get some practice: it's recently come to my attention that I'm to participate in the fights."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 05:38 PM	Ah, yes. You will need every edge you can get in the arena. If you are committed to enter, practice is required. That is why I came here as well. Will you join me?
LostMage 02-23-07, 05:41 PM	The elf bows "Yes, I would be happy to practice with you" and strides forward a few paces, and gets into a spell casting stance. His cat familiar leaps from his shoulder, likewise ready.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 05:54 PM	Then let us begin! Mzumu points down at the ground, and the earth spirals up around him, forming clay-colored armor. A crudely carved mask of stone rises up out of the ground and hovers before his face, and its eyes light up with a deep silver light. Cracks shoot through the armor, revealing silver inside, as the mask wraps around Mzumu's head. The earth spirits have answered him, and he stands tall: immovable, and ready for combat.
LostMage 02-23-07, 06:04 PM	Venti watches the display with quiet awe, then takes a step back and, without warning, releases a bolt of lightining from his outstretched palm, reflected in a white flash in his dark blue eyes!
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 06:09 PM	The bolt hits Mzumu in the center of the chest, where it spreads across the earthen armor before rushing harmlessly down into the dirt, where it is grounded out. Lesson one, my friend. Lightning does not harm the living stone. Gesturing briefly, Mzumu shatters the earth benearth him, and a tremor line shoots toward Venti, throwing up dust, dirt, and stone in its wake.
LostMage 02-23-07, 06:13 PM	The shockwave speeds towards Venti, splintering wood as it closes in on him. At the last moment, Venti lifts his feet off the ground, floating a foot over the ground effortlessly. "True enough, but clouds are never bothered by the land."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 06:19 PM	Another gesture from Mzumu sends a pillar of stone erupting up from below Venti. Splinters and shattered boards burst outward as it breaks through the wooden floor. Ah, my friend...you forget that where a mountain stands, earth and sky meet.
LostMage 02-23-07, 06:23 PM	The pillar of stone catches Venti unawares, and he is sent flying upwards into the white, and he lands with a dull thud. He strugles to his feet, and nods in aknowledgement to the shaman. "Glaciers carry much of the mountain with them, though!" he says, and, making a circle with his thumbs and forefingers, blows through, unleashing a blast of snow and shards of ice which spread in an icy cone.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 06:32 PM	The ice engulfs Mzumu, stripping away his armor in a few short seconds. The shaman cringes from the freezing sleet, but, even as he does so, smoke begins to curl up about him. The grasses crawl up his body, weaving together and forming a hideous wicker mask, which bursts into flame. Its eyes burn with a deep, wicked crimson, and Mzumu's now wicker bracer's burn orange. Glaciers carve through almost everything, given time. But, in the beginning, the fire gods drove away the eternal winter...just as Kobando, the great flame spirit, now drives you back. Tongues of flame lick at the mask as black smoke begins to well up inside. The twisted mouth begins to burn brightly, and a wave of deep orange flame blossoms up from inside, searing through the air as it rushes toward Venti.
LostMage 02-23-07, 06:38 PM	Venti whips from behind him a long, slender staff, and twisting his body back, prepares to swing it through the air - but a second too late! The fire god's flame catches Venti as he primes his swing, he gasps in pain as his form is shrouded in the blaze. Seconds later, he stands, scorched and smoking. However, his eyes radiate inner strength not evident in his slight frame, and he holds his staff in a ready position. "Your gods have a mighty torch, friend."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 07:05 PM	They do indeed. They are the old gods, from the dawn time, and their strength has not waned.
LostMage 02-23-07, 07:18 PM	Venti nods sagely, and waves his free hand in a sweeping gesture. Following his hand, a thick cloud of mist forms, concealing Venti within it's white tendrils. "One thing about flame is that it follows it's own will, not the will of those who would call it." comes his voice from within the cloud.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 07:24 PM	I do not control the fires, my friend. I ask, and Kobando answers as he sees fit. But you are correct. He is wild and reckless. The flames die out slowly, and the wicker mask falls to pieces, carried away by the wind...which suddenly whirls into a frenzy, surrounding Mzumu with a mask of delicately blown glass, swept through with strands of blue. He exhales, and a gentle breeze floats through the air, driving back the mists surrounding Venti. The wind, however...it is calm and peaceful, but a dangerous foe when angered.
LostMage 02-23-07, 07:28 PM	Slowly, the mist dissapates, revealing the shattered wood and stone pillar, but floating where Venti had been moments ago is a greater air elemental. With a crack of dissplaced air, a blast of wind rushed to Mzumu.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 07:34 PM	Who again simply absorbs the attack. My friend...learn from your mistakes. The arena is not as forgiving as I am. Air cannot hurt the air directly...you need more subtle tactics. As Mzumu gestures, tendrils of wind encircle the elemental, binding it in place. Take the time to think. Aggressiveness is not always the answer. Imagine you are the wind. Does the wind carve canyons in a single day? In a week? A year? No. Be the wind. Think, then act. Do not be hasty, and do not delay. Always strive. Then, and only then, will you succeed.
LostMage 02-23-07, 07:39 PM	A good-natured chukle comes from above Mzumu, for sitting on the pinnacle of rock is Venti. "Levanter, a family friend", he says, indicated the elemental, "And you are right, wind cannot harm wind. But, there is an element not harnessed in most cultures: the stars!" he says, flinging a burst of white light from his perch on the rock. The elemental is in Venti's backround, just so that it doesn't seem random. As for the stars, some cultures considder the heavens the 5th element. Just thought I'd put that in.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 07:48 PM	Mzumu throws his hands over his eyes, blinded by the brilliant light. You are correct, friend. We do not consider the heavens one of the four. But I am not bound only by the elements. The wind mask begins to spark, and the glass flows into a wild, screaming face, flecked with blue, yellow, and black. The eye sockets burn with electrical energy, and Mzumu rises slowly off the ground, borne aloft by strong winds. Meet the storm gods, elf. Thunder crackles in the sky above the combatants and a stroke of lightning flashes down toward Venti, leaving a glowing after-trail behind it.
LostMage 02-23-07, 07:51 PM	Prepared for the attack this time, Venti swings his slim staff, the silver elven script glowing with brilliant light. A magical wind cathes the lightning itself, and twirls it back towards the shaman.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 08:00 PM	The lightning strikes Mzumu, and the force of the bolt knocks him over. Slightly burned, he rises slowly, staring at his opponent. Your speed is quite impressive. Not many can intercept the wrath of the storm gods. He waves his hand again, and the air begins to twist and whine, spinning around and around, faster and faster, until Mzumu throws the ball of air at Venti. As it reaches its target, the cyclone explodes outward, its winds reaching and grasping, trying to snag the elusive elf and pull him inside.
LostMage 02-23-07, 08:03 PM	Venti is caught unable to sidestep the burst of air as the momentum of his counter attack causes him to lose his footing. Caught by the winds, he is pulled within, but he does not resist: he allows the wind to carry him unscathed, as he focuses on his staff...
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 08:04 PM	And Mzumu vanishes upward, rising into the clouds as a jagged bolt of lightning.
LostMage 02-23-07, 08:09 PM	Venti looks upwards, considdering the possiblilties. "Sometimes, you've got to remember your mentors" he says quietly. Looking upwards, he releases a volley of tiny silver stars, a series of magic missles racing up to find their target.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 08:12 PM	The missiles strike everywhere at once, and the sky screams in pain. From the heavens comes another lance of lightning...only this one is pure black. The bolt speeds toward Venti in the blink of an eye, and the hunting cry of an eagle accompanies its downward momentum.
LostMage 02-23-07, 08:17 PM	With a turn of his cloak in the nick of time, Venti dissapears and reappears several feet later as the lightning crashed to his left. "Well met, sir. This is certainly an adventure!" Venti calls to the raging skies.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 08:21 PM	Unfortunately for Venti, the eagle came down with the lightning. As the mage looks up, Mzumu, his face hidden by a mask of feathers, strikes at the elf's side. The shaman spreads his great wings and charges forward, clawed hands at the ready. The lethal claws lash out, and the formidable beak opens wide...
LostMage 02-23-07, 08:25 PM	Venti reels backwards to escape, but isn't nearly so lucky as he has been. His chest is gashed by the cruel beak of the eagle. Crying out, he calls for his companion "Levanter, now would be a fine time!", and the elemental sweeps around the small elf, ready to catch the wings of his friend's assailant.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-23-07, 09:04 PM	The elemental speeds towards Mzumu, who is knocked flying by the force of the impact. He rises, rubbing his aching side, and turns to Venti. My friend, that was most enjoyable. But, to save your creature there the trouble of being destroyed, I would ask your permission to adjorn for the time being. My side hurt quite badly, and I am afraid I will lose my temper with your elemental if we continue. But another day I will gladly continue our little fray.
LostMage 02-23-07, 09:08 PM	"Very well, sir. Another time, and good luck to you in the arena." replies Venti, and bows low, ignoring his many wounds. He turns to the door he enterer by, the flooring he created slowly vanishing just the same as it appeared. "Oh, and by the way, Levanter is not one to be destroyed. Good day.". Venti smiles one last time, and the door closes soundlessly, leaving the room the white void it had been just moments ago.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 10:50 PM	From out of no where, a small black door appers in the infinite world. It opens, showing up Zoqie's figure. He walks in, closes the darken door, which disappers in fin-air. No shadow reflects off his soul, nor his body. He cracks his fingers, relaxing his body for a small moment. Wearing almost no armor, Zoqies wears clothes those fit for the desert. A star symbols on his forhead, showing off his power of pact magic and his bound of Aym.
LostMage 02-23-07, 10:53 PM	From the left of Zoquies, another plain wooden door opens from the emptiness, and Venti, sporting several bandages, walks back into the training hall. Soft grass acompanies Venti this time, and he sees the other combatant, waiting. "I take it you would like to warm up as well?" he says, with a slight nod to Zoquies.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 10:56 PM	Nodding back, Zoqies replies "Yes, a warm-up would be good. Nothing else to do, but read. I'm guess that you are my partner in this quick battle?" Offering a hand shake, a symbol of fairness.
LostMage 02-23-07, 10:59 PM	Venti accepts the handshake, and replies with the elven sign of good faith, a bow and and three steps backwards before standing up again. "Yes, I am to be your partner" he replies courteously.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 11:02 PM	"Good, good." adds Zoqies. He as well takes three steps back, wondering for a quick moment. He looks around the room, thinking again. "What shall our envoirment be like? White is too dull for this match." says, which a smile upon his face.
LostMage 02-23-07, 11:04 PM	"I am indifferent, friend". the elf replies.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 11:11 PM	Laughing for a moment, Zoqies says, "Well then, shall we begin the warm-up?" Zoqies closes his eyes, breathing softly like the bird's meldoy. He thinks of moment in his past life. The pain, the suffering, the one he loves so much. After a minute or two, an outline of blue energy form around his enternal being. Zoqies then opens his eyes slowly, moves into a strong stance and ask without regret, "Come, lets see and shall witness how strong your soul can overcome!"
LostMage 02-23-07, 11:14 PM	Venti nods once, and whispers a quiet word in the language of the skies. For a infintesimal moment, nothing happens: then, suddenly, a bolt of navy blue lightning falls from the heavens, hurtling towards Zoquies. "Brace yourself, sir!" shouts the elf over the cash of thunder.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 11:22 PM	In fear, Zoqies quickly looks up, trying to dodge the attack. The bolt of pure blue light scearms upon the ground. Dust runs against the ground, making it hard for anyone to see. As the dust clears up, a black spot on the ground appears with Zoqies standing next to it. Trying to avoid the attack, a small part of his right arm bleeds without control. He holds his right arm dearly. "Lucky shoots. Try avoiding this one!" Trying to ignore the pain, he runs towards his foe. At first, Zoqies appears to be the normal runner, but in closer view, it looks like his feet are floating above the earth. The blue energy around him turns red, his eyes becoming as black as death. At that moment, Zoqies faces Venti in a matter of seconds. Rage filling his soul, he pulls back his right arm and tries to aim his fist into Venti's face, the neon red glow covering his strength.
LostMage 02-23-07, 11:25 PM	Venti pulls his head out of the way of Zoquies' fist, but his movement is suprisingly miscalculated: he loses his balance momentarily, and reflexivly grabs his assailant's arm to steady himself, not thinking about the repercussions of this action...
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 11:28 PM	With an evil cat-like grin on his demonic face, he grabs Venti's arm and tries to throw him into mid-air. Red beams start to spin around Venti's arm, giving of a sound like birds singing.
LostMage 02-23-07, 11:36 PM	Venti flies upward, ten, no, twenty feet in the air. But there he stops, looking down on his opponent. "A fine attempt, sir. But air does not fall easily" he says with a friendly smile. "However, ice does.", and as he speaks, a hail storm begins to pour peices of ice down on the hall. Um, Venti's a guy. If he gives the impression of being a girl, let me know, 'cause that's really not a good thing. (nothing agianst female characters, just that Venti's well...not)
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 11:45 PM	Looking up toward the sky once more, Zoqies spots small bits of ice start to fall toward him. Zoqies action: Stand and wait for pain. Pieces and pits of ice stab Zoqies into his body, mostly his lung area and chest. Tears of blood cry onto the floor, changing his shadow into the darkest of all reds. With one knee to the ground and trying to stay up, he says with lust, "Your attacks prove pointless!" Screaming to the heavens, the shards in his body spring out of his body and fly towards Venti, the shards spiraling with the smell of death. Opps, sorry. Won't happen again :D
LostMage 02-23-07, 11:49 PM	Venti sighs, as his ice races up to meet him. Knowing he has no-where to go, he stoicly endures the slivers of ice, as they shread his bandages. Still aloft, he calls out: "Levanter, some assistance, please!". The air elemental races from some where unseen to aid his friend, and makes a quick pass over Zoquies, attempting to lift him up with a gale force wind. Don't worry 'bout it.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-23-07, 11:56 PM	Not having enough time to make his stance, he quickly becomes one with the air and flys into the air. With his world spinning around him, he only spots bits of pieces floating on earth. With his heart beating fast, he chants a few words to himself, which probably goes as: "A book without words, a dream without hope. Guide me your flames, as if your life was alive.."
LostMage 02-23-07, 11:57 PM	In the mean time, Venti takes his opportunity to release another arc of lightning, and slowly landing.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 12:03 AM	With his chanting done and the flash of light coming towards him, he only closes his eyes to hope for the best. The beam brings him down to the ground, putting ground damage on his soul. However, silver flames spiral around Zoqies body, protecting him from the lightning of heaven. Picking himself from the ground, Zoqies breathes very heavy. Blood still rushes out from his body, but he refuses to give up. Forming his strongest stance, he screams to heaven again for power. Black and white lightning strips swirl around his body; again, making it sound like bird's singing. In a split second, he disappears, showing his face be hide Venti.
LostMage 02-24-07, 12:05 AM	Instinctively, Venti teleports a few feet forwards, and whips around, revealing his long, thin ebony staff.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 12:08 AM	Looking at the staff, Zoqies draws his scimitar. The design of this scimitar is werid. It looks as if it was broken to many times for its own good. Holding the blade with two hands, he charges in mid-air toward Venti.
LostMage 02-24-07, 12:13 AM	Not expecting a physical attack at all, Venti is caught full force in the leg by the blow, and crumples to the ground, bleeding. From his prone position, however, he flings a compressed, blue whilrwind at Zoquies, razor sharp wind rushing forward with a flute-like tone. "The potential for air is boundless, sir. Look alive!"
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 12:18 AM	The blue winds scrap against Zoqie's skin, forcing him to earth inch by inch. By the time he touches soft dift, his hands show off massive amounts of blood, showing nothing, but stainless red paint. Blocking wasn't the best choice. Spit on the ground, Zoqies quickly says, "I'm done for today. Anymore and there will be nothing of us; mostly you. I must rest and have a drink or two." With that he slowly walks over to Venti and offers another hand shake.
LostMage 02-24-07, 12:24 AM	Venti leaps up easily, ignoring his bleeding leg as if it were nothing. Again, he accepts Zoquies' handshake, and again, follows it with the customary elven sign of fairness. "I'll accompany you to the Tavern, sir." He follows Zoquies out of the room. "Well played." he says.
Lord_Gareth 02-24-07, 12:49 PM	Also, Sorcen has, via PM, asked Gareth and me to basically mediate this thread, so he can focus more on the more important stuff. So address any complaints to one of us, and, if needed, we'll take them to Sorcen. ((Wha? I recieved no such PM...))
Lord_Gareth 02-24-07, 03:01 PM	The hangers about and combatants hear her long before she arrives. The clank of her plate in precise, military steps is somehow ominous, as if every step whispers dark prophecies of pain and despair in your ears. When it seems you must go mad for the suspense, Jaden Blackblade strides onto the practice field. Her blades are undrawn, and her dark armor somehow gleams in whatever passes as light in this grim place. "I need a fight," she drawls sarcastically, "Before I make one for myself. Who's man enough to take me? Huh?" Her emerald eyes scan the crowd, cowing those without the willpower to stand up to her. Her bone-white hair hangs loosely around her face, and again you get the feeling that she would be beautiful, if she were not so predatory. "Who will face me?"
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 03:05 PM	"Stop being such a show off." says a voice from the beyound. Walking out a simple plan door into the area. His dirty blonde air flows with the wind. His clothes as well drift with the wind's emotions. His body still weak from his last match, he still envies to win. "I’m your foe, like it or not." adds Zoqies, a grin piercing on his face.
Lord_Gareth 02-24-07, 03:16 PM	"Sounds like a challenge, whelp. I like your style." Lightning fast, without her hands seeming to have moved, her shortswords are out of their sheaths and hurtling through the air, end over end, at her foe. Before they make it even a foot, Despair is out of its sheath, and with a speed that should be impossible in heavy steel plate, Jaden cleaves through the distance seperating her from her foe, a bloodlusted roar tearing from her throat. The paladin spins at the end of her momentum, the greatsword making a huge circle at chest level.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 03:22 PM	His foe's speed is out of the supernatural, something out of the divine. With feet spread apart, his stance makes him as strong as a mountain's feet. As the great sword strikes, Zoqies blocks it with his very arm, little bleeding running down his finger tips. "Seems as though my stance isn't perfect" Zoqies says to himself. Throwing the giant great sword aside, he tries to jab his foe's neck with two fingers.
Lord_Gareth 02-24-07, 03:47 PM	As her blade is thrown aside, Jaden takes advantage of the momentum to spin out of the way of her thrown shortswords, finally arriving at their target, and rips her blade into the ground beneath her opponent. Heaving mightily, the earth cracks and falls into a newly formed hollow depression below the unfortunate binder. Not wasting time in any sense, Jaden leaps into the pit, Despair coming down in a downward chop that could shame a giant for sheer strength.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 04:01 PM	With both the swords and Jaden moving at god-like speed, Zoqie tries to make the best of his haste. Breathing in a deep voice of air, his lungs grow to colossal. Quickly leaning forward, he unleashes a stream, no, a river of fire towards the speeding foes.
LostMage 02-24-07, 04:12 PM	At the lip of the depression, a large, finely carved door appears, and peering out, a young man calls to the combatants. "Gents, is this a private fight? Because the wounded usually aren't left to fight alone where I come from." he says, indicated Zoquies' bandages. Does the invitation to join still stand? I know Gareth's o.k., but I just thought I'd double check, since the match is in progress.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-24-07, 04:20 PM	Hearing a new found voice, Zoqies lowers down his blazing fire breath. Glaring his eye over to the door, Zoqies yells aloud, "I'm fine. Nothing, but a few scars." After his sentence, he starts to remove his bandages. Judging from his pain, large pits of scars revealed on his body.
LostMage 02-24-07, 04:28 PM	"Well, if you're sure, then. Kills me to leave a person like this, but sometimes a chap must fight his own battles." he says, and turns to walk away.
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 08:10 AM	The shortswords continue hurtling through the air, not to be stopped by something like fire. Jaden, on the other hand, turns her slash into a defensive maneuver, placing the wide blade in front of her face and body to soak up some of the heat. She lands, her armor white-hot, and snarls, a feral sound like an angered wolf. "Wrong move, whelp. Now you've gone and made me angry." Though she's far out of reach of the binder, she begins a slow spin with her heavy blade. She continues her momentum, moving slowly towards Zoqies, but she gains speed fast. By the time she's within range, the blade is like a whirling screw, and her steps kick up a cloud of dust as the enchanted steel whips towards her unfortunate target. Despair's blade flashes, and then coats itself in eldritch flame.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-25-07, 11:10 AM	Quickly drawing his scimitar, he tries to block off the hurling blades of doom. Getting most of them, only one stabs him in the chest. Feeling the pain rushing throw his heart, his mind, he lowers both knees to the ground, breathing deadly. Blood gushing down onto the ground, he tries to pull the maroon colored blade out of his chest. "I never knew blood could taste so much like iron..."
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 11:12 AM	Jaden slows her spin, and then stops, whipping the greatsword to rest, barely, at Zoquies neck. "Yield."
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-25-07, 11:23 AM	Eye to eye with the greatsword in hand, Zoqies can only say these words so slow... "you fell for it. Aym's power.....COME TO ME!!!" Quickly pulling the sword out of his chest, he leaps into the air without no running start. Disappering for a moment or two, silnce ends when Zoqies appers on Jaden's greatsword softly, put hastey. Taking both swords he quickly aims for weak point in his armor.
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 11:28 AM	((You. Broke. Her. Sword. That was a BAD PLAN. And by bad plan, I mean 'Apocalyptic Divine Wrath of the Godslayer' kind. And, I like her sword. Please, for your character's continued existence in this multiverse, edit. Please.))
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-25-07, 11:33 AM	There.You.Go.Cry.Baby (Joking). It's actully kind of funny to see you say that :D
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 11:37 AM	Jaden takes the hit, the sword plunging through her armor and biting into her shoulder. But she smiles grimly, and focuses. At her mental command, the armor fades, along with Jaden, into incorporealness. Zoqies, amazingly, still balances on the sword, the only part of Jaden that is still solid. She whips the blade out from under him, and then brings it down in a cleaving slash.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-25-07, 11:47 AM	Surprised by this unknown magic, the sword gushes onto his shoulder as well, but his whole left arm comes apart. His arm landing beside him, Zoqies falls to the ground, body covered in blood. Moment of his life flash before his eyes, death walking closer into the light. Tears break out of his eyes, the pain heavier then life itself. "No, not now. It can't end like this..." says Zoqies, slowly lifting up his body. "She made a promise, I made a promise. This oath..." Finally, his eyes grow darker, pitch black as obsidian. Out of the supernatural, his left arm is replaced by a demonic demon's arm, just like the ones of a Logokron Devil. Screaming in fear, his mind is replaced. Zoqies isn't the same. Pain filling his soul, he tries to slam his gaint fist onto Jaden
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 11:50 AM	Jaden catches the fist, knowing full well that magic pierces incorporeality. "Enough. Save this for the real arena. Go recover, whelp." She throws him by the arm, more an extremely violent shove, before commanding her shortswords back to their sheaths. They rematerialize inside them, and she walks off the field. A small chuckle sounds from the edge of the pit, and a dusty brown man stands above where Jaden's foe landed. "Hell hath no fury, huh kid? Need a hand?"
Fullmetal_Alchemist 02-25-07, 11:53 AM	His arm growing back to normal (with his left arm replaced), he says "No, I'm fine." He says it as if he were in anger, fury, pain. Walking out of the room, he holds his right eye dearly. "Not again...."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 02:26 PM	The walls fold aside into nothingness and prismatic colors burst from an invisible opening. With a ghostly trumpet fanfare, Coin walks into the training room. The scene about him flashes through thousands of possible landscapes, never quite settling. He looks around, and, not seeing what he looks for, calls out. "Endeca? You here yet?"
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 02:27 PM	"Yep. Been waiting for ya." Endeca fades into view, her outline blurring and then shifting into normality. "I love invisibility. 'Righty, let's get started, shall we? Channling Chaos...well, let's see what you can do. Toss something at me."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 02:32 PM	"Sure thing. How about...FIRE!!" Coin waves a hand violently, and flames leap up about him, catching his pristine suit on fire. The white fabric catches almost instantly, and, when the flames finally burn down, he shuffles around, sheepish and wearing tattered and burnt rags. "Heh. Oops."
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 02:34 PM	"Alright, alright, not bad. Not the worst that could have happened, anyway. How sensitive are you to magic and how it works? 'Cause what you got there is Wild Magic. Chaotic in nature, but not Chaos itself. If you can detect my magic, I can show you what Chaos looks like."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 02:48 PM	"I'm pretty damn perceptive. Give 'er a shot. Let's see it."
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 03:04 PM	Endeca smiles and rubs her hands together eagerly. "Now, HOW you get Chaos depends on the person. I happen to do it though the four cardinal elements, with which I have a certain connection. You'll probably get it somewhat differently. Umm...dodge. Fast." Moving with the speed of someone who's done the same motions thousands of times, she slams her fists into the earth, her hands sinking in deep. "EARTH!" The ground ripples, then shakes, a huge hill sliding out from the Chaos Mage like a wave. "AIR" Her hands shoot up, and a lightning bolt cracks into the earth, followed by a hail of electricity. The power she is gathering is both immense and unstable; she has no idea what's about to happen when she does something. "FIRE!" A spiraling flame, lancing out from the Chaos Mage, devours the air as it closes the distance between her and Coin. "WATER!" Lastly, a coating of ice shocks the ground, freezing it two feet thick. The energy Endeca has is far too great to contain or control, yet she channels more. And when it seems reality must snap with the concentration, it does. "CHAOS DIMENSION!" There is no other word for it. Existence shatters around the Chaos Mage, leaving a not-void the spews and shifts innumerable things. The chaos surges out from her, devouring reality like a hungry predator, until she cuts off the flow of energy. Endeca now stands in the middle of a field that would make Limbo seem like Nirvana. "Get that?" she says heavily, panting, "Or should I do it again?"
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 03:09 PM	As the spell takes effect, Coin steps forward, walking through the raging chaos. Completely unharmed, he wanders aimlessly around, admiring Endeca's handiwork. "Nice work babe. That's some impressive stuff. And I think I got most of it...although I'm not sure I can duplicate it." "Can you do it again, a little slower?"
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 03:11 PM	"Sh*t. I was joking; I get one of those a day. I can go bigger...but that could get bad. Once I get higher than Chaos Dimension..well, things start getting crazier than Chaos intended when he made his Aspect. And like I said, you'll get Chaos your own way. We just have to figure out how. Um..can you get my leg out of this gelatinous cube? Please?"
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 03:18 PM	"Sure." Coin snaps his fingers, and Endeca's leg vanishes completely, only to appear several yards away, hopping around on its own accorrd. "Sh*t." "See? This is what ALWAYS happens! It's ALMOST right, but does it ever work? NO! NEVER!"
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 03:22 PM	Endeca falls over, and the cube rolls away. She isn't bleeding, but it is quite embarassing. "No worries, I got this." She drinks one of her flasks, and the leg grows back. She stands sheepishly. "Well, that's what happens with wild magic. I'm not gonna chide you on controlling your powers; I'm the last person to give that speech. But that is a risk you take. Alright, let's try and fix this so we can see if you do yours right. Hrmm...let's see...I know!" She snaps her fingers, and starts incanting something. Coin then realizes what she's doing: She's incanting words of power backwards. Dangerous, to give the best-case scenario. But as she does it, reality creeps back in along the edges, and then the ragged hole in existence is sealed. "Alrighty! First time I've been able to fix that. Now..how to get some Chaos out of you....hrm...."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 03:32 PM	"Don't look at me. You're the expert."
Lord_Gareth 02-25-07, 03:36 PM	"Yeah, in the same way a meteorologist is, and guess what? They invent Chaos Theory a few thousand years in the future trying to predict the weather...alright, I have an idea. We need something for you to focus your Chaos on, something you can't predict. My connection with the elements is what I use, because I don't understand it. With a name like Coin, I think you should use some kind of gamblind device...where'd I put...AHA!" She pulls out a bag of dice, tossing it to Coin. "Made from the finest dragon shinbone. I have no clue where I got them. Focus your power, and then focus on the dice. You'll either get Chaos, or you'll turn some very expensive dice into something else. Depends on if you have the right mindset."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-25-07, 10:28 PM	Coin picks up the dice bag and examines it closely. "Well, can't hurt to try, I guess... He smiles. "And the screaming did look fun. Now let's see...how much of that theory do I remember..." He dumps the bag into the palm of his hand, closes his fingers, and squeezes. Then, tossing the dice into the air, he spins around and throws an arm to the heavens. A bolt of pure arcane power strikes his fingertips, coursing through his body. "RAIN OF CHAOS!" Dice fall around him like rain, and the universe twists and bends. But, unlike Endeca's spell, it does not shatter. Instead, it doubles back around on itself, and the world meets the raging chaos. Three dimensions are not nearly enough to cope with the resulting effect. In a single instant, all possible visions of the world exist together, and then chaos descends. Not with a shattering of reality, but with something far more frightening. There is no struggle, no violent surge, no noise, and no drama. Reality simple gives up.
Lord_Gareth 02-26-07, 05:41 PM	Endeca surveys the results with an appreciative eye. "Yep, that'll do it. I think we found you a focus. But don't do that too often, or Order will up and Nullify you. And that would bite like a dragon whelp. Anythin' else you're interested in doing while we're here? I get the feeling we can bust this place up and not get yelled at."
Gideon_Gideonson 02-27-07, 05:21 PM	Coin pants heavily. "No worries there...I'm not sure I could do that more than once or twice without a break. It really does take it out of you." "But sure...let's mess the place up a bit." "CATCH!" With that, Coin flings out a hand, and a stream of metallic butterflies , fly toward Endeca, their razor-like wings glinting in the bright light of the room. "If I told you that was supposed to be a leather ball, would you believe me?" "Cause it was..." Yeah...he has a focus...but when he's not concentrating, even the gods don't know what he's going to whip up. At least he got close enough to actually send a projectile, instead of turning Endeca's hair into pasta, for example :D
Lord_Gareth 02-27-07, 05:30 PM	"Possibly." Endeca snaps her fingers and backpedals. The butterflies are enveloped in a dancing, multicolored light, before exploding. "Would you believe that I haven't learned the Koleidoscopic Doom in my life? And that's what came out, incidentally. Let's see how well you do against mental assaults. Snuggles, SIC 'IM!" Coin feels a psychich lash against his mind as the Intellect Devourer bends its will to him, trying to break his mind like glass.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-27-07, 05:45 PM	But it comes up against a barrier so strong that the creature is physically thrown backwards, smoking gently. "That's the one thing I don't need work with. The professors at Sigil tried everything...my grades where to good considering I never actually studied, and they suspected cheating. But it didn't work at all...one was actually knocked unconscious for three days." "Apparently I just have to much 'background magic' residing in my system...fries those little mind sensors."
treetrunker 02-27-07, 06:48 PM	Roran steps through the entrance to the training room, looking around for someone to spar with. He arranges his spell pouches and then begins to stretch out. Once he is fully loose, he runs around the room several times, and pulls out a short sword.
LostMage 02-27-07, 06:50 PM	A large, ornate double door appears in the whiteness of the training room. Sash Sirsay steps out from it in a dignified way, with long, even steps. From beneathe him, stone tiles appear like spreading ink. He nod to Coin and Endeca "Good evening, madame." he says. He walks a fair distance away from the other practice match, to wait. Sash looks at Roran and calls out to him: " Excuse me, but are you looking to practice?" he calls out.
treetrunker 02-27-07, 06:54 PM	"Sure, if you would like. I warn you though, I'm not very advanced at spellcasting." Roran extends his hand to shake.
LostMage 02-27-07, 06:58 PM	Sash takes Roran's hand and shakes it warmly. He grins, and says "Well, that's quite alright. And, I'd be happy to show you the basics of my art, tranmutation, if you wish. At ten paces, if you please, and we'll begin." Sash bows, turns and walks said ten paces. "Ready?" he calls, back to his opponent.
treetrunker 02-27-07, 07:00 PM	"Whenever you are!" Roran calls laughingly as he raises his sword. "Lets begin!" Roran quickly makes a few gestures, and a purple field descends around his body.
LostMage 02-27-07, 07:03 PM	Laughing as well, Sash turns. "Let me see. That sword of yours looks promising, eh?" With a few words and gestures, he claps his hands, and a magical vibration rocks through the sword. "Let's see if your sword can remain as steel, hmm?" as his transmutation begins to go to work.
treetrunker 02-27-07, 07:09 PM	Roran quickly drops the weapon, as he fears it might turn into something not fun to touch. "Oh well, I guess I'll just do this!" With that, Roran appears to throw something at Sash. Two small balls of energy go racing towards the transmuter as Roran begins casting another spell.
LostMage 02-27-07, 07:16 PM	The energy strikes Sash, one sphere in each shoulder. Smoke rises from his navy jacket where he was struck. He smiles: "Nicely cast, I'll have you know. Watch your sword, though." He winks, and suddenly, the dropped weapon turns into a tiny iron golem, no larger than four feet tall, which promptly makes a swipe at Roran's ankles. "Thousand pardons, gents, but LostMage has to take a moment to eat dinner." Sorry, I'll be back as soon as I can.
Gideon_Gideonson 02-27-07, 08:23 PM	A note flutters down in front of Coin's face, and he pauses his match to grab it and read. Finally, he turns to Endeca. "Hey, sorry babe, but someone's asking after me. Be back to finish this later...wouldn't miss it for the world. Anyway, ta-ta and all that." Coin waves a hand, and his head appears in the air behind Endeca. It rolls its eyes at the elf. "Typical...take two folks!" With that, Coin vanishes with a puff of smoke and a trumpet fanfare. A stunned and confused bar patron appears in his place, unsure as to how he got there.
treetrunker 02-28-07, 06:36 PM	The golem hits Roran in the leg, knocking him over. "Ouch, that hurt!" Roran quickly jumps to his feet, kicks the golem, and attempts to work a spell to reverse the transmutation.
Lord_Gareth 03-01-07, 05:04 PM	A gaping hole shatters open in the wall of the Taverne Cycine, high above, and Jaden falls through it, entangled with Smiler. She grips his arms like an iron vice, trying to break bone, as feral snarls and curses tear from her lips. As the two are about to hit the ground, she places her boots between them, kicking hard. Bone crunches, and the paladin flips off of her victim, landing on her feet. In a blink, Pain and Suffering are hurtling through the air towards her victim, and Despair is out of its sheath. With a roar that would put fear into the Tarrasque itself, the Champion of Rage charges.
Khael 03-01-07, 05:11 PM	Rising up and seeing Jaden's face Smiler steps back, "Look lady...,"but as Drextor and the brown haired girl run out the hole, he yells out "Stay out of this, she's mine!", before planting his feet, and roaring back, a feral sound like a tiger, as whats visible of his face beneath the bandages stretches like no humans face should be able to, as the two blades sink into his arm, and he charges back in kind...
Lord_Gareth 03-01-07, 05:20 PM	'Kay, I understand Jaden rips Despair through the air, the greatsword leaving behind a thunderclap as it shatters the sound barrier. The cleaving arc is a diagonal slash, and she spins with it to bring the weapon to bear again, a slash at knee level as the paladin spins low. Her bone-white hair whips around her eyes, but the emerald orbs are inempeded, focusing soley on her foe.
Khael 03-02-07, 02:43 PM	But rather than going straight for her, as she clearly expected, Smiler leaps high into the air passing over her head, as his arm whips down and a flashing length of steel flies straight for Jaden's head... "Oi Smiler, don't forget, nothing serious, just kill her!""He knows that better than you would."
LostMage 03-02-07, 05:52 PM	The golem hits Roran in the leg, knocking him over. "Ouch, that hurt!" Roran quickly jumps to his feet, kicks the golem, and attempts to work a spell to reverse the transmutation. As Roran does so, Sash makes a few arcane passes and claps once, and with a squelching noise, the ground underneathe Roran slowly starts to become quicksand. "Keep your wits about you! Quick's the word and sharp's the action, hey?" the transmuter calls to the wizard.
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 02:50 PM	Much, much faster then she should be able to, the paladin shunts her momentum sideways, the unidentified steel ripping past her head. She turns to face her enemy, letting go of Despair for half a second as her hands fly to Pain and Suffering. The shortswords seem to leap from their sheaths, spinning end over end to intercept Smiler's arc in the air. Before it had the chance to fall even an inch, the greatsword is back in her hands and ripping a cleaving upward arc at her foe.
Khael 03-03-07, 03:12 PM	Remind me, those two have returning? Becasue other wise they're still in Smiler's arm. "Dammit!" yells out Smiler as the two blades embed themselves in him, one in his back and the other his thigh, as he draws back the chain, and lands some way behind Jaden, rolling, before rising up, and ripping out the blades, blood dripping down his legs,"Must you keep hurling those pins about?", are his words as he watches her, the end of the chain twirling about in his grip...
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 03:16 PM	Yep, they have old-fashioned returning. Not this, "Comes back to your square" B.S., they go straight back to the sheaths. Jaden's answer is a snarl as the shortswords rematerialize in their sheaths. One look at her face tells Smiler clearly, and without the shadow of a doubt, that he is no longer dealing with a thinking, reasoning being. He's dealing with a predator, a warrior, and it has no thoughts in its mind other than his death. Slowly, but gaining speed quickly, Jaden begins to spin, Despair going through the air in a circle. As she gains momentum, the sword's arc goes up and down, until she resembles nothing more than a very wide, very deadly screw. The greatsword flashes with light, and then is covered in blue flame. Still screaming blood and fury, the paladin closes, her deadly screw spinning.
Khael 03-03-07, 04:22 PM	"Oh good, someones getting in touch with her primal side", sniggers Smiler as he crouches low and whips out his chain lashing to wrap her legs (and/or sword)... And may I remind you, that due to the mechanics of a chain, any attempt at parrying generally fails to stop the weapon since it wraps round to continue the attack...
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 04:47 PM	The sword wraps around Despair, and the paladin keeps spinning, indeed, is unable to stop so suddenly. The force can best be described as holding on to a rope tied onto a bullet train as Jaden's momentum and sheer strength try to rip Smiler's weapon from his hands. Recognizing that her foe is now attached to her, Jaden works on increasing her momentum. Yeah, but it helps little if the chain wraps around the weapon of a very angry woman with a 68 strength. Yeah. Her character sheet makes DMs cry, and it was all done legally.
Khael 03-03-07, 04:56 PM	See this I don't get... For that to Happen suggest the sword spins separately, or Jaden has enough reason to perform a complicated hopping dance to wrap the sword... prey explain... becasue i can't figure out how she physically did it. And 68 strength isn't that worrying to me i'm afraid... and legally means very little as anything DM-sanctioned is legal. Doesn't mean I'll think it'll be legal... As his chain wraps about the sword, Smiler plants his feet and turns sharply into a spin... Ever seen a hammer thrower at work? Becasue that's what he's doing. I would go into what hpapens on the other end but I don't want to do the FOD violation inherant. so just to say, he's not wrapping himself up.
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 05:07 PM	It's more like she's spinning fast enough that the chain is gonna get hit by the sword, and then it'll have to wrap. Like if you toss a string in a fan while you're still holding it. And no, I have never seen a hammer thrower
Khael 03-03-07, 05:15 PM	Yes, but at that low angle it'll have to wrap about her legs as well. And the closest i've come to tossing string in a fan involves stopping the fan dead or taking out its rotors... Essentially a hammer thrower rotates about, and hurls the hammer a good distance. Thing is here, Smiler's bigger than Jaden and oppositing strengths doesn't count for anything - it's size and personal weight with leverage and personal strength, so technically as it stands Jaden going to be a fixture in a wall/roof somewhere in hell, or in orbit...
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 05:25 PM	It takes two or three seconds for Jaden to register the fact that she is flying through the air. Once she does, it takes her less than half a second to come to a decision. Judging the distance between her and the large, intimidating wall she was moving very quickly toward, she whips around, gaining what little momentum she lost. And hurls Despair. The greatsword coptors towards Smiler with insane speed, and even more incredible accuracy. What's even more amazing are the two shortswords that follow it as Pain and Suffering once again fufill their role as Jaden's primary ranged attack form. Bracing herself, Jaden slams into the wall feet first, somewhere near the speed of sound.
Khael 03-03-07, 05:32 PM	Heh, WHAT TH..." As all three blades find their marks, Despair running though Smilers lower body, with Pain and Suffering running into his arm, and leg further pinning him to the ground. Oh, for crap's sake... This'll hurt in the morn... oh no, it won't will it..., And someone get me a good strong drink after this. Arggh!," he roars as he drags his body free of the blades, and off to the hole, his companions moving towards it. "Dammit, ow..." You'll probably wondering how he did that so happily. It's a pretty short reason, but not one that'll be bantered about 'til later.
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 05:39 PM	Incredibly, Jaden isn't dead. Buried under rubble, yes. Hurt, possibly. Dead? No. And this is evidenced by the loud and rather ominous shifting sound as part of the rubble moves aside and the paladin is standing there. The fury is gone from her eyes, its energy expended, but she is by no means a less dangerous opponent. As if on cue, Pain and Suffering rematerialize in their sheaths. "Nice trick," she says scathingly as she moves purposefully towards Smiler, "for a craven dog. Now you want to run with your tail between your legs back to your vile, wretched friends. Are you afraid of me, whelp? Because you should be."
Khael 03-03-07, 05:46 PM	"Afraid of you? What for? Because you can throw a sword? Or is it that you'll scared of me little girl, and what i could do to you?", at this he flexes his neck, before looking down, "You know, those were perfectly good trousers you ruined. Took the middle right out of them. But if you want to prove your so big, I dare you to take me on with your bare hands, tooth and nail."
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 05:49 PM	As an answer, Jaden strips off her gauntlets, throwing them aside. With a few other straps, the plate mail comes crashing off, only her boots and greaves remaining. She locks Smiler with a glare as she unbelts her shortswords, setting them aside as well. "Challenge accepted." She steps away from her items, towards Smiler, now focusing intensely. "The first move is yours."
Khael 03-03-07, 05:53 PM	"'Kay, your funeral," with this he surges forwards, planting one fist into the ground in front of Jaden and driving a chunk of the floor at her head, while twisting about, using his arm as a privot to launch a backhanded strike at Jaden's body...
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 05:56 PM	If the paladin was fast in plate mail, she's like a ghost out of it. As Smiler attacks, she simply isn't there anymore. Instead, she's somewhere to his general left, but it's hard to lock a position because she's still moving, even as brutal slams swipe in at his elbow and shoulder. The strikes are precise and, more importantly, hit like a speeding semi truck. "Never assume anything about your opponent. I trained with the Akashic Brotherhood for thirty years before I passed their test and became a member. I'm more than at home without a weapon." Thier test: Kill a Dire Bear unarmed and without any clothing on. When it tried to bite her, Jaden held its mouth open, put her foot between its teeth, and snapped its jaw.
Khael 03-03-07, 06:05 PM	"Heh, hahaha.... then you should stop assuming too, and maybe stop holding back so much. Or was that a higher speed for you?", laughs Smiler, standing up his arm bent hanging at a weird angle about the elbow, a shard of bone sticking out before he flexes it and it goes into place. "Good as new." Suddenly he leaps slamming into the gorund, which he begins to lash at, carving great chunks of floor about as though at random, moving on as the lumps fly...
Lord_Gareth 03-03-07, 06:24 PM	"I would strike you harder," she explains calmly, "But then I would break my own hand. And I assumed nothing. I struck your elbow in the hopes that it would cripple you. It did not. Therefore, I am considering a new plan of attack. Something along the lines of..." She claps her hands together, and her voice rings out with divine power. "Energies of Light!" A burning radiance, pure, undiluted light, bursts from the palading to cover the battlefield. Smiler can feel himself begin to smolder under it, and Jaden smiles. "Burn, you evil bastard. Burn." The light surges in intensity, and now Smiler's skin feels as though it is being eaten away. Smiler said nothing about not using magic. Jaden doesn't exactly FIGHT Lawful Good. That's just dumb :P
Khael 03-04-07, 06:46 AM	"RARRRGHHH!!!!" Instead of burning as Jaden expects though, the hulking figure, momentum built up, goes into a destructive rolling charge, as his limbs pound the earth, kicking up clouds of dust and stone as the near cylinder of crushing mass heads for Jaden. Of course she wouldn't limit herself, though the line 'tooth and nail' may suggest he did say... but did you think a being as non-magically inclined as Smiler appears wouldn't have a way round? Blocking off the light is almost as good as nulling the spell after all... I suspect 'rolling thunder' sounds right for this attack title...
Lord_Gareth 03-04-07, 06:50 AM	A word, and a smile, and a burst of sonic energy shatters the cylinder. Appropriate, considering that was the spell she cast. "Tassadanis, aid your priestess in this time of need. Give me the strength to bring your Judgement upon this heretic." Light floods Jaden's limbs, unlike the searing radiance that is still emanating from her. She smiles, feeling the divine surge of strength. "Now I won't break my own hand." She slams twin fists into the earth, opening a huge rent that threatens to engulf Smiler like the gaping maw of some beast.
Khael 03-04-07, 09:46 AM	As the cylinder breaks, Smielr launches himself over her head, carrying on the rift in his wake, so the stone mass reforms about him, until he drives up the wall, flipping off to hurl the entire amss into the air to crush Jaden from on high...
Lord_Gareth 03-04-07, 12:01 PM	Hey Khael, whatever happened to Krede's? Also, tell me if you don't remember what Bris looks like. That was a lot of stone. Jaden dives to the side, the rock barely crashing past her. Shards clip her arm, the momentum sending her spinning slightly. She stops to right herself, beginning to cast a spell.. When a yellow red blur crashes into her face and sends her tumbling to the ground. The two shapes roll before Jaden ends up pinned on the ground. Holding her down is Brisinaria. "Jaden, you hothead, what have you been told about judging people in arenas?" "You don't-" "What have you been told?" "Don't do it..." "Damn straight." Brisinaria stands up, looking over at Smiler with a friendly grin. "Sorry about that. Jaden knows she's not supposed to purge evil unless she's in a sanctioned match. You okay?"
Khael 03-04-07, 12:32 PM	Basically? Frist we moved to a new thread, and picked up some newer guys. But more recently its pretty dead again, since most of the 'old-boys' have moved on, apparently from the boards or at least the fundamentals part. Its the standard lifecycle with a conversation roleplay thing, or even an uncontrolled combat, as we've had the same with the 'make your own cool deities'. Everyone needs a month or two to get into gear etc. The advantage we have here though is that since everyone is limited to matches, it gives each person a good chance to rest up/get new material. Still feels like it might be kind of the end of a short era down there though, since a lot of the roleplayers seem to have moved on. And I think I remember Brisinaria, Gareth's daughter, wields 'guns'? As Bris enters the field, the stone mass rolls on and on, gradually slowing, earth and stone sloughing off, before the dishevelled bandaged figure rises up blinking. "I'm fine, though my clothes have seen better days, nasty biter she carries." And stop laughing," this comment directed at the brown haired woman, who'd come back out to see the hold-up and was on the ground laughing at Smiler... "Bu...but you... 're hanging... out like tha..." Looking odwn at his trousers Smiler curses,"Dammit, see what I mean? And Stop Laughing Sen!"
Lord_Gareth 03-04-07, 12:38 PM	Well......you were barely close. She's Gareth's WIFE, weilds KNIVES and DYNAMITE. She's a Worgen. The girl you're thinking of is Sylvia, JADEN'S GRANDdaughter, who was displaced in time due to her family curse.
Lord_Gareth 03-04-07, 01:14 PM	Brisinaria removes a plain pair of brown leather pants from her backpack, tossing them to Smiler. "Yeah, she has a tendancy to rip people apart. I'm surprised you managed to live long enough for me to stop her. I got detoured by a very peeved trumpet archon. You'd think he'd be able to forgive a left cross in a bar, like, two years ago. Now, don't be thinking I'll always be friendly. Make Jaden mad, you've made me mad, but unlike some people, I have manners." "Hey!" "Need a boost back into that hole?"
Khael 03-04-07, 02:01 PM	"You mean she isn't always mad? I've still don't know why she attacked 'me'. One or two of the others, I could tell but still... Oh, and thanks for the trousers, but I can get up fine," so saying he walks to the wall, and leaps a good way up it to the tavern above, crawling up the rest of the way like a spider...
Lord_Gareth 03-04-07, 02:06 PM	Brisinaria simply shrugs and begins walking up, her boots adhereing to the wall, while Jaden begins strapping on her gear. "Did you notice a pair of scales near her before she attacked you? She uses them to determine the crimes of those she knows the names of. Your crimes, apparantly, demanded your death. So she tried to kill you. And if you got Jaden angry enough that Gareth could hear her across the planes, then you must have done some very, very bad things."
Khael 03-04-07, 04:42 PM	"Those? One of my 'friends' sent them flying for some reason. But if she wants to judge me she'll have to take it up with a higher court. As for this Gareth? Doubt he'd take too long," He mutters to himself "(It just takes one.)"
Lord_Gareth 03-04-07, 04:45 PM	"It ain't that he couldn't have gotten here. Gareth can teleport to the location of anyone wearing one of these." She indicates a pin on her chest, in the shape of Gareth's runesword, Soulreaver. "But he's busy. So he sent me out to get her. Besides, she listens to me more. I'm more feral than she is." She reaches the hole, stepping inside the Taverne.
kronos451 03-06-07, 10:53 AM	walking in and drawing his sword Torien begins a work out against an imaginary opponet thrusting and dodging at an almost uncomprhensible speeds.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 03-06-07, 10:58 AM	Walking into the training room, blank as white, he appers to see a figure in the distance. Walking closer, he sees Torien, swinging his sword with great thrust. "Hello, how are you today?" answers Kauli, tapping his foot against the hard ground.
kronos451 03-06-07, 11:01 AM	Stoping to wipe the sweat from his brow Doin' fine you wnna have a go? Holding his sword up as if asking twice.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 03-06-07, 11:04 AM	Slowy moving into his stance, one foot out, other in, hands ready to find a preasure point, he answers, "Ready when you are, good chum." In the background, small bits of rocks float in the air, dust rising from the mud. His skin slowly turns a brownish color, still giving off his white reflection. A grin appering on his face, he awaits the move.
kronos451 03-06-07, 11:16 AM	Drawing his other sword as he steps forward cutting a sharp angle down for his opponets neck snaping the other in a tight circle in front of him to block any posible attack.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 03-06-07, 11:20 AM	A fearsome frown on his face, he quickly stomps his left leg down, making the earth itself move upwards, sending Torien in the air like a soft ball. Feeling the pain his neck, he rips off a small length of his shirt and raps it around the bleeding wound.
kronos451 03-06-07, 11:28 AM	Soaring high into the air doing a bacwards sumersault landing lightly on his feet and with a wave of his hand a burst of psionic energy streaks for for the poor fellow as torien charges in behind.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 03-06-07, 11:33 AM	Bring his right arm up slowly, but hard, a piece of large earth from the ground blacks the attack. The gaint shield returns to earth while Kauli slowly thinks about the world around him. Opening his eyes with great force, a gaint rock elemental appers behide Torien, not to far away.
kronos451 03-06-07, 11:39 AM	leaping over the wall of rock and sheathing his swords as he does so landing behind Kauli. Keeping the momentem from his fall he lunges forward tackeling his enemy.
Fullmetal_Alchemist 03-06-07, 11:47 AM	Let himself go, he claps his hands with the universe. In the blink of an eye, rocks start to form gloves around his fist. Quickly swifting his stance, he slams his iron souled fist into his foes face. sparks fly in the air.
kronos451 03-06-07, 12:14 PM	swings back landing a punch in his opponets teeth bringing his knee up and scoring a hit to his stomach.
NerdNumber1 03-06-07, 10:09 PM	A stone hill with a cave entrance appears off to the side of the room. The ground around the cave turns to uneven stone as a black cloaked kobold steps out. Following him is his horrid weasle mount and his psudodragon familiar. A stone rises up a foot and the kobold sits opon it. He begins to meditate, while waiting for an opponent. Kurthix (see my sig) isn't the strongest compared to some of the god-like and divine creatures I have seen, so try not to go overboard.
cog_n_taz 03-06-07, 10:21 PM	Slraal moves out of the shadows in the room, creeping silently towards Kurthix before giving him a friendly slap on the back. "well well, look who's here? I've got a feeling you ain't gonna get any attention for a while. so, if you're looking for a fight, I'm here with one, take it or leave it." His weasel mount follows him and, sitting down beside Skraal, begins to munch on what could technically be called food. Though most of the ingridients are entirely alien or, worse yet, hauntingly familiar. A soft scent of last week's meal begins to fill he training room.
NerdNumber1 03-06-07, 10:34 PM	Kurthix smells Skraal imediatly. "I guess I'll try a little match." Transelucent wings of force lash out, with the power of a wyrm. After which he takes flight with Enix as Vethiloex charges the flank of Skraal's mount. "I will not fall easily, Skraal!"
cog_n_taz 03-06-07, 10:57 PM	Skraal grins and replies "you're right, it might take a whole minute." he sits down on the floor of the room, apparently totally relaxed. "ladies first"
NerdNumber1 03-06-07, 11:10 PM	The translucent wings were a 20d6 damage causing area attack. Also, Vethiloex was charging with a acidic bite. Sorry if I wasn't clear. The acid attack I will use now is about 27d6 points of damage. Kurthix unleashes a blast of acid. "You really shouldn't underestimate your opponents. I may not have your experience but I am quite a mage."
cog_n_taz 03-07-07, 07:28 AM	Skraal spins around in a blur, sending his blade flying at Vethiloex before setting up a wall of force between the weasels. He then leaps into the air, slashing one apart, leaping over another. There is one fatal thing, however, that he fails to notice. Kurthix's acid breath slams into his face,melting skin, scale and bone before exiting from the back of his head. The foul scent of melted skin fills the air as Skraal's corpse falls to the ground...and vanishes. The kobold reappears behind Kurthix, blade held to his throat. "did you miss me?"
NerdNumber1 03-07-07, 09:37 AM	"No, I knew exactly where you were going. That is why I put my pick in the way of your blade. And why I prepared this." A pair of tranlucent wings of force apears and savadgly whips at Skraal. They disapear in an instant followed by a long tail of force that grows from Kurthix and whips toward Skraal with extreme force. This force tail remains. "The dragons give me my power, what about you? My abilities started to emerge while I was still in my egg."
Fullmetal_Alchemist 03-07-07, 11:12 AM	Appers to be nonlethal damage on his body, but the pain of heavy bricks bouncing off the surface of his skin, Kauli starts to take "true" action. Performing a back hand spring to get away from his foe, he screams to the heavens, blood rushing threw his veins without control. In the background off Kauli's body, a light vision of a dragon appers. Being an fake, it feels so real. The blackish gold dragon glares his eye upon Torien, the sight feeling like the death of others. Symbols appers on his body, skin turning into a light maroon, eyes boiling with anger, the boy turns into a deadly demonic dragon, blood lurking out of his mouth. "I'LL SHOW YOU THE TRUE FACE OF HELL!!" screams Kauli, his voice blending with the dragon's.
cog_n_taz 03-08-07, 05:01 AM	The wings catch Skraal off guard, sending him hurtling across the room. He lands on the ground with a crash and stands up, coughing a small amount of blood. "well wha'd'ya know? It's startin' to look like there's hope for you after all..." He grins, exposing his now blood-stained teeth. "There ain't no dragon that gave me my power. Nah, I got training from one, sure, but down-to-earth mortals like me have to get power the hard way: with training and long, hard years of failure. Eventually though, it pays off. Talent's for losers, Kurthix, and it ain't half as good as the real thing." Skraal walks slowly toward Vethiloex and, grasping him by the tail in a feat of strength that is unusual at best in a kobold, flings him toward Kurthix, sending a bolt of psionic energy after the two of them. "Better stay down, kid. 'cause if you come back up, you might run into me."
NerdNumber1 03-08-07, 08:42 AM	"Talent didn't give me my powers freely." He mounts Vethi loex in the air. "I worked to refine my power right out of the egg and I think you shouldn't underestimate my power!" A pair of transelucent wings form a shield, blocking the psionic attack then disapearing a moment later. "Everything I have done was for my people. The prize money, my training, the strive to win, all for them." He send a blast of acid at Skraal as his mount hits the ground. Vethiloex charges and Kurthix flys into the air. Cog, did you read my lecture at the school thread? How'd you like it?
kronos451 03-08-07, 10:42 AM	Drawing his swords again Torien stands and waits with a very relaxed look on his face. Remember this is just for fun now!!!
cog_n_taz 03-08-07, 05:49 PM	Skraal's voice is now calm and soothing "ofcourse you did, who said I was talking about you?". As he hears Kurthix's speech on his people, his face bears an expression of pity. "I was there once, too. I did everything for them, everything I could do, and some things that, to this day, I don't know how I managed. In the end, though, I found the truth: they couldn't care less, Kurthix, 'cause I wasn't good enough for them. " The kobold does a leaping jump to avoid the acid, bringing his sword down on his opponent as he lands. "You poor bastard. You still have years to come to get where I am, and for your sake, I hope you never see what I have." Those lectures aren't my kind of thing, but you did well, I think.
NerdNumber1 03-08-07, 06:46 PM	"We exsist to further our people, you have forgoten that and they have been changed. Any true kobold would never shun one of their own when they have worked so hard to seek vengence. You need to get a new tribe." Kurthix blocks the attack with a shield of transelucent wings and counters with a powerful attack from his tail of force. "A colony of true kobolds has a unity that is greater than any other race, you should know that!"
cog_n_taz 03-08-07, 06:58 PM	Skraal sighs as he blocks the tail with his sword, Striking back with a burst of lightning. "It's hard to accept, kurthix, but you'll learn. Sooner or later, when you get right down to it, no one ever cares, in this world or any other."
NerdNumber1 03-08-07, 07:14 PM	Another shield of wings intercept the attack, but caves partially and Kurthix is hit with a glancing blast. Vethiloex charges Skraal, trying to latch on. "Not even you believe that, deep down. What about the dragon that taught you? Or what about your mount? Do they care? You were the one who screamed out sob stories durring your fights with that bloody devil. Maybe that devil is corrupting you mind. You seem to have changed." Kurthix sends a few magic missles at Skraal as he accends.
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 12:50 AM	"They're...different, special. I was there, Kurthix, and you weren't. The sort of things that I've seen make it hard to trust anyone, and the worst part, Kurthix, is that deep down, I know that I could be right, and I wish I weren't. Rest assured though, he's under control, but you're right, I have changed." Skraal does not even make an attempt to dodge as the missiles close in, letting them strike him. Bending back slightly, he punches Vethiloex in the snout as he moves near (yes, carapace, I know) and raises a hand. Suddenly, a globe of flame appears, encircling his opponent in white fire, trapping him and slowly shrinking.
NerdNumber1 03-09-07, 09:28 AM	"Fire, thats new. I have never seen you use flame. Is that... HELLFIRE!" Kurthix flies through the flame, mace in hand, and tries to knock Skraal away with his force tail. Then he attacks with the mace that strkes like titan's maul. "I will not let you give in to that devil! You are too great a kobold. The control of devils can be subtle at first, but it will grow!"
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 09:31 AM	Skraal rolls out of the way of the force tailand grabs the maul, pushing it back toward Kurthix's face and sending blasts of electricity through it. "Gods damn it! Clam down, will you? I didn't use fire by coincidence before.. look, take a moment to use that brain of yours: how would hellfire be white and holy, eh? Now, I'll give you some time to take a deep breath and some therapy, you just let me know when you're ready. "
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 09:36 AM	A twisted figure of glass enters the training room, trailing brimstone and mournful, almost terrifying music. He was once young, but now, the passage of centuries mark his face, and smoky glass horns sprout from his head. Merithale unsheaths his crystal clear rapier, blood dripping from it. Wings of ice rip forth from the bard's back, carrying him aloft. Suddenly, the scenery is no longer that of the training room, but of a snow-covered village, long since burned down, the snow and ice covered in blood, charred corpses on the ground. Among them is a boy, standing with the very same rapier in hand, a feral gleam in his eye.
Forest_Wanderer_Aerandir 03-09-07, 09:42 AM	Rokrin charged into the training room, riding his goblin. His warcry echoed through the room. "YAAARBAGOBBLEBOGGLEGOBBLE!" He stopped his cries short to issue a command to his Goblin Steed. "Irk! Dismount!" The goblin crouched a little and allowed Rokrin to step off, mage robes waving. "So, we're going to play, are we?" Rokrin's sword gleamed in the snowy light, giving an eerie blue and red glow to the surrounding area. His hands began to glow with red mana fire, and he used his blue mana to summon wings of flight. "Flight without pain. Fancy that!" Two gigantic flaps of his wings lofted him into the air until he was level with Merithale, Irk far below.
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 09:47 AM	"You dare to face me? Here and now? I almost pity you." Snow swirls around Mike, and in an instant, he is alone. Alone with the stinging cold. Alone with the burned corpses. Alone with the terrible mocking laughter of the now invisible Merithale.
Forest_Wanderer_Aerandir 03-09-07, 09:56 AM	"You dare to face me? Here and now? I almost pity you." Snow swirls around Mike, and in an instant, he is alone. Alone with the stinging cold. Alone with the burned corpses. Alone with the terrible mocking laughter of the now invisible Merithale. OOC: Mike was a typo, it should be Rokrin. Rokrin laughs. Ignorance is often funny. "Pity is for those who need it. Save it for yourself, my good friend." The flames that were once red around Rokrin's hands now turn black and shoot around his entire body, engulfing both himself and his mana wings in a black sillouhette. Rokrin thrusts his hands in somatic spell motions as black mana floods from them, soon eliminating all traces of snow and instead creating a black, voidless world of Rokrin's creation. He blends in perfectly with his surroundings, become as invisible as Merithale. "So, who will be the first to blink?"
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 10:05 AM	A harsh laughter rings out through the void, chilling rokrin to the bone. "Foolish mage, I have seen far worse than anything you can manage. I have lived through the nine hells of baator, and I have seen the depths of the abyss. This, by comparison, is almost pleasant." Now, there is something in the darkness. A cold mist, swirling around the two of them, ringing with the cries of the dead. Ice forms around Rokrin as a rapier stabs out of the void. "It is too late for you, Rokrin. You have chosen to face me, and now you shall die, where none will mourn for you." This is just Boffo, he won't kill you.
Forest_Wanderer_Aerandir 03-09-07, 10:22 AM	So, was that an illusion designed to make people go into shock thinking they've been killed, so they actually die? Or some odd minion of yours? This post is going on it being an illusion. If not, say the word, I'll edit the post. Rokrin stands in shock for a moment, then lets a grin slip. "Your full of tricks, aren't you?" The black mana that surrounds Rokrin now penetrates his being, becoming one with his soul. He laughs and melds into the mana void, becoming one with it's being. "Silly rabbit. Tricks are for kids." Using the mana, Rokrin compresses the walls of the void until he feels them touch Merithale. "Gotcha." He instantly lets out intense pressure, wrapping the mana around Merithale and squeezing with inhuman strength. Quick note: I still have to make my summary back story (it's on my to-do list), but it's probably a detail to share in the training room. However, in non-battle, storyline RPG's, no-one knows this. Anyways, the "melding-with-soul" thing is kind of what a person would interpret what I did as; Rokrin is actually a living avatar of mana, and thus his soul and veins -are- mana itself. As soon as I get my large novel/story up onto my website, I'll be posting a link. It chronicles how he got that way.
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 05:41 PM	It's not an illusion, and he didn't die. It's freezing mist, followed by rooting, followed by a stab.
NerdNumber1 03-09-07, 06:01 PM	Kurthix presses his phisical attack, mace swinging and force tail shashing. Vethiloex runs in to join him. "Still, I will not back down from this fight. You have been away from the kobold way of life for far too long."
cog_n_taz 03-09-07, 06:19 PM	Skraal is knocked to the floor by the mace, getting up just in time to be taken down again by the force tail. "There was a time when I thought that too. But now, after what I've seen, I couldn't go back... If only I didn't know what I know now, it would be so easy to go back... but now?" A rustle indicates that Skraal has removed a bag from one of his many pockets. A nondescript brown leather bag appears in the kobold's hands. As he opens it, you see that it is full to the brim with white beads. Beads, you realize as they hit the ground, blossoming into an explosion, of force.
NerdNumber1 03-09-07, 06:50 PM	Kurthix cocoons himself and Vethiloex in shielding wings of force and jumps back. The wings took the edge off the explosion, but Kurthix is near collapse. He speaks a final word of power and sinks to his knees. If Skraal doesn't fall to this attack it is all over. He only has the strength to see the outcome, then blackout. The attack is power word disable: instant knockout if the enemy has < 51 hp.
cog_n_taz 03-10-07, 08:37 PM	The power of the spell forces Skraal to his knees, grinding him against the ground. He tries to fight it, desperately, and succeeds in a sort of stumbling lurch toward Kurthix. Raising his hand, he speaks the words of a spell, and brilliant white light shoots out from his hand to vethiloex and Kurthix. It dances over their wounds, courses all around them, and heals them, mending wounds and closing cuts. Skraal walks out of the training room, mumbling "and now, I need a drink, and some good strong coffee." Before collapsing on to the cold, hard floor.
NerdNumber1 03-12-07, 11:21 PM	The Kurthix and Vethiloex illusions disapear. "I am a bit stronger than you thought. Next time I won't hold back."
ank 03-19-07, 09:53 PM	Nimbrixion enters through the training room door, and looks around immediately for Kovalistraz. Sorry I'm late, I had to make a quick stop by the betting window to... She realizes he's not there. Oh confound it! I'm later than usual, he leaves before me, and that lumbering hulk of ice STILL isn't in here. She looks around on last time to make sure that he isn't hiding somewhere and hearing her slander. As her attention turn from her new friend to the room itself, she finds that it has undergone a transformation all for her. The floorboards shatter as the tips of gaint, white-capped mountains burst out so she can see their base far below. It is snowing softly and a mild breeze stirs the chilly night air. Something looks oddly familiar about the place, as if she'd seen it before, but can't quite place it. In any event, Nimbrixion is quite content with this new environment. Wow, I should really spend some more time in here, this room knows how to treat a dragon well. Spreading her wings as far as they will go, she jumps of the ledge and begins to fly happily about the winter wonderland that should be her home. Home, she thinks That word hold no meaning for me. She continues to flutter about tirelessly above the peaks, no longer caring that anyone should intrude this peaceful solace.
Lord_Gareth 03-19-07, 10:00 PM	((Kovaliastraz is human sized, remember? Gland problem.)) Behind the silver wyrmling, a piece of white detaches itself from the mountain, gliding forward on silent wings. Kovaliastraz shadows the young dragon for a moment or two in absolute silence before inhaling deeply and blasting forth a huge cone of ice and snow that should not be possible from such a small mouth. He lands on her back in the confusion, driving her to the ground before leaping off, allowing her to land face-first into a deep snow bank. "Lesson one, expect attack from the least expected angles. Come youngling, show me what you have."
ank 03-19-07, 10:16 PM	Nibrixion picks herself up from the snowbank and gives her head a shake to get rid of the snow on it. Just how long have you been here? For the love of snow, I can't be ready all the time. It soon becomes apparent that even under her anger, she still remembers what little training she has. Beating her wings furiously, she leaps into the air toward Kovalistraz, but banks deeply just out of his reach. Going in low, she exhales her own cone of icy cold. It is but childs play when one considers the awesome might of Kovalistraz, but it coats his wings in the most unusual way...binding them to his body with colums of ice so that he can't move his wings. Don't expect such a talented display next time, that's just about the only real 'trick' I know. She watches Kovalistraz plummet to the snow below. If you land on your forelegs and roll with it, I think your fall will be muffled, but I don't guarentee it, might even break the ice.
LostMage 03-22-07, 07:56 PM	Wandering deftly amidst the battles raging around the training room, Sash looks for anyone who happens to be free for some more practice.
Orshallen 03-25-07, 02:54 AM	Sash soon comes upon a potential opponent. A tall man clad in dark green, who stands observing the match between Kovaliastraz and Nimbrixion from some distance away. As Sash approaches, the man turns towards him, one hand dropping to a wicked-looking flail which hangs from his belt. He greets Sash in an accent which, though thick, is not immediately recognizable. "Ah. I don't suppose you are a, ah, competitor?"
LostMage 03-25-07, 04:24 PM	"Well, as a matter of fact, I am. Sash Sirsay, gentleman adventurer, at your service. And whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?" he says with a smile.
Orshallen 03-25-07, 09:25 PM	Orshallen looks Sash up and down, though a return smile is not forthcoming. "Orshallen. Since you are a competitor, I take it you are looking for a practice match. I too would like a little practice. Arena bouts are not my usual style." Orshallen glances around at the blank white of the practice room. "Pick a setting," he directs Sash curtly, "unless you would prefer that I do it."
LostMage 03-27-07, 08:39 PM	Sash nods politely, "Ah, the scenery dosen't bother me much, pick if you'd like." As the match is to begin, Sash makes an elegant bow to Orshallen, ready to fight in whichever setting he selects. Just saying, I like the contrast between Orshallan & Sash, I think the word is 'dramatic foil'. Nice!
Orshallen 03-31-07, 07:46 PM	"Something simple and familiar, then." Where an instant ago Sash was standing in the bright featureless white of the training room, he now finds his feet resting on the worn cobblestones of what is, by the looks of it, a small dead-end alley. Tall buildings loom up on either side and behind, blocking out most of the night sky; the only appreciable light comes from a distant lamp at what looks like the far end of the alley. Between Sash and the light (and the exit, as well) stands Orshallen. "Defend yourself." Orshallen orders Sash, unhooking the flail from his belt as he advances on the 'gentleman'. Glad you like it!
LostMage 04-01-07, 01:02 PM	"Strange, this place seems familiar. Ah well, no matter." Sash inhales deeply, briskly claps his hands together, and points to a spot behind Orshallen. "I'll cut to the chase for you sir, look sharp!" With a crunching noise, the lampost at the end of the alley pulls itself free of the ground, and begins to hop towards Orshallen.
Orshallen 04-02-07, 04:36 PM	Orshallen throws a quick glance backward before returning his attention to Sash with a sneer. "A lamppost?" Ignoring for the time being the lamppost slowly closing in from behind, Orshallen leaps straight toward Sash - or is he circling in from the left? If so, how he ends up on Sash's right is a mystery, though perhaps it's an academic concern compared to the flail he swings at Sash's head.
LostMage 04-02-07, 05:44 PM	"Well, you got me. That was to distract you from this!" Ducking beneathe the flail, a sudden wave of telekinetic force attempts to whip Orshallen off his feet.
Kader 04-03-07, 03:10 PM	Orshallen grunts as the blow lifts him off his feet and sends him spinning towards the wall. Instead of crashing into it, though, he passes completely through it, his body turning transparent as he does so. Regaining his bearings in the dark interior of the building, Orshallen dives into the floor and, traveling underground, makes straight for Sash once again.
LostMage 04-05-07, 11:24 AM	Caught unawares, Sash is unnable to dodge Orsahllen's attack from bellow. Sorry for the delay, Kader
Orshallen 04-06-07, 07:06 PM	Traveling through solid objects has its downsides, though, such as the inability to see where you are going. Orshallen bursts from the ground, still insubstantial, mere inches from Sash, but he loses a split second or two locating his opponent. Too close to bring the flail into play, he simply lunges at Sash and attempts to tackle him to the ground, fading back into corporeality as he does so. No worries
LostMage 04-09-07, 02:44 PM	And, by 'fading back into corporeality', he manages to land on top of Sash, successfully pinning him to the ground.
Orshallen 04-09-07, 07:30 PM	Fading. Orshallen wraps his long limbs around Sash, tightening his grip. One hand seeks out Sash's throat, but Orshallen does not squeeze. "I'm guessing a magic-user like you has some tricks up his sleeve. Since this is for my practice, I'd like to see what they are. So, I'm not going stop you speaking any spells. Your move."
LostMage 04-10-07, 11:52 AM	Sash winks at Orshallen: "Well, it's a bother not being able to move my hands, but all the same..." Without warning, Sash dissapears, replaced by a flock of small orange birds, which flit out of Orshallen's grasp in all directions. Whoops, sorry.
Orshallen 04-11-07, 06:55 AM	"Clever. It would take a while to chase down all those birds and find out which one is you. But on the other hand I think it's my turn for a trick." Orshallen produces a leather pouch somewhere underneath his cloak. With a sweep of his arm he empties it into the air in a wide arc, scattering the fine black powder it contains throughout the alley. Quickly retreating into incorporeality so that his own poison would not affect him, Orshallen watches the powder violently react with the air, turning into a black smoke which quickly expands through the alley and rises in a thick cloud towards the sky. "Contact poison." he informs Sash, his voice retaining a dismissive tone despite the lack of physical lungs. "Soil from the Gray Waste of Hades, combined with powdered dragon's tooth and the blood of a dryad, dried under a new moon..." Orshallen grins as several of the lowest-flying birds drop from the sky. "Extremely deadly, as I'm sure you're finding out."
LostMage 04-11-07, 10:07 AM	"Not bad, not bad at all," Sash's voice comes not from above, however, but from the street level. "Surprise. I wasn't any of the birds at all. You'll need to be a wink faster than that!". Steping out from the shadow of the buildings, Sash stands a few yards away from Orshallen. However, as soon as he sees the tendrils of toxic powder descending on him, he stops to begin a spell...
Orshallen 04-11-07, 11:08 AM	"Not fast enough for you am I?" Orshallen throws a dark look at Sash. "We'll see how long that lasts." While Sash is busy with his own spell, Orshallen intones a word of power in the Infernal Tongue, and directs it against Sash with a sneer. Sash might, or might not, recognize the Infernal curse-words for 'weariness,' but there is no mistaking the drained feeling that assaults his limbs.
LostMage 04-13-07, 07:57 PM	Sash completes his spell, creating a translucent bubble around himslef, just as he staggers from the enervating curse from Orshallen. "Nnng... Well, I confess I don't want to meet...your flail like ... this", he gasps. He claps his hands, arms quivering, and places them on the ground. The ground between himself and Orshallen falls away, creating no less than two yards of empty space between the two. "Ugh- I meant to drop you with the ground... pity, that."
Orshallen 04-14-07, 06:47 AM	Orshallen's face twists in anger as Sash erects his shield. "Just when I was looking forward to getting up close and personal..." The tall man pauses, considering. "But come now. I have not yet strained myself, but perhaps you need time to recover. If I am going to test my defenses, I must give you the chance to attack... hah!" Orshallen chuckles, apparently finding the notion of allowing an enemy some respite somewhat humorous.
LostMage 04-14-07, 12:08 PM	"Well, I would...certainly like to cut this short, by... turning you into a sheep," the transmuter says, supporting himself with the wall, "But I suppose that wouldn't... be much practice for either of us, so..." The slight man pulls himself up, struggling against Orshallen's curse, and claps his hands together, then winks. With a sound akin to tearing metal, the lampost behind Orshallen explodes in an arc of wicked iron spikes, each one racing towards him.
Orshallen 04-14-07, 10:05 PM	"You'll find there's nothing of me at the moment to transmute. For the same reason, that explosion will not affect me." Orshallen scowls as the spikes fly through him, meeting no resistance whatsoever. Meanwhile, the poisonous clouds filling the alley begin to thin out and dissipate. "Show me something real, gentleman. I am losing patience." He considers Sash. "Perhaps you need motivation. That shield may protect you physically, but let us see whether it will defend your soul." Orshallen pronounces another Infernal curse-word, directing it against Sash. Pain.
LostMage 04-15-07, 09:10 PM	Sash straightens up, inhaling deeply and clearing the fatigue that had assailed him. "Right. Ethereal, I forgot. Well, I suppose I won't hold back for you then." Suddenly, without any signs from Sash, there is a flash of light, and the ether itself shifts, withdrawing from Orshallen and snapping him back into reality. As Sash grits his teeth in agony, he endures, preparing another spell.
Lord_Gareth 04-15-07, 09:21 PM	Kovaliastraz plummets to the ground - And shatters. The trickery is apparant as four sets of claws clamp down on the silver wyrmling's limbs, binding her natural weapons from use. "You must be ready all the time if you truly wish to protect the person you care for. You are small, youngling, and not very powerful yet. You must be smarter than your enemy. Trickery and underhanded tactics are your friends. Observe." The two go plummeting towards the ground again, only to have Kovaliastraz pull them out mere hairsbreadths from hitting the ground. The unexpected jolt sends the claws scraping against scales painfully before the white runt lets go of his victim, sending her into a snowbank before turning away to gain altitude. "Your speed and maneuverability are your best asset against any foe on the ground. You need to be nimble enough to beat them. Get into the air, and we will do battle with fang and claw. You must learn how to dodge, youngling."
Orshallen 04-16-07, 01:53 AM	Orshallen's eyes widen as he becomes solid once more. He hadn't even thought that doing such a thing was possible; to actually remove part of a plane. Nevertheless there's no time for thinking about it. Orshallen reaches under his cloak again and retrieves a small glass bottle; when he uncorks it, an inordinate amount of smoke pours forth and quickly begins to shroud the alley in haze. "Your turn to find me." Orshallen calls to Sash as he backs away, disappearing into the still-thickening smoke.
LostMage 04-16-07, 12:06 PM	Sash releases his spell reflexively, and groans as a puff of smoke becomes a butterfly. "Ah, I missed. Well, I'll just go for the smoke itself, then." He waves his hand in a wide semi-circle, and the smoke begins to liquify, turning into a clear, fizzing acid. Most of it falls into the divide between the two combatants, but the caustic wave spreads slowly outwards from Sash, like ripples in water.
ank 04-17-07, 05:33 PM	How does he keep avoiding me like that? I should have sensed his presence. This comment is shared only with the snow bank, for as the muffled words come out the whipping wind whisks them away. Pulling herself out of this snowback ahead, she beat back into the sky determined to figure out how she can avoid that vicegrip...or at least take Kovalistraz down. Hmm... perhaps maybe...yes, that would work. At least it would surprise him. She levels out at an altidude a little higher than before and keeps her ears open and eyes toward the highest mountain peeks. The fluffy white snow continues to give the place a breathtaking serenity, but impairs even her superior eyesight a little. Where did he go...?
Lord_Gareth 04-17-07, 09:34 PM	The answer comes in the form of a dive-bombing white runt, streaking straight towards the silver wyrmling in a spiraling plummet, wings folded tight against his body to add impact. It won't be an easy dodge.
ank 04-17-07, 09:46 PM	But at this point, Nibrixion isn't planning to dodge. As the dive-bombing Kovalistraz makes his assualt, she beats her wings furiously up to meet him, the vapor of her breaths coming out in hasty breaths. Just as the two dragons collide, Nimbrixion moves as if to fly hastily to the right, and catches Kovalistraz at a wierd angle. The small bit of intertia that she managed to work up sends sends the two to spinning as Kovalistaz tries to establish a hold...
Lord_Gareth 04-17-07, 09:50 PM	((Just because you're expecting something, don't automatically assume that's what's going to happen. He's seeking to train now - he won't be rebuking, he'll be punishing.)) The white dragon uses the momentum from the spin to send his tail scything towards the wyrmling, crashing into her body with enough force to send them both spiraling apart. His wings come out hastily and he rights himself, climbing to gain altitude. "Interesting technique, youngling, but it isn't advised to meet larger foes head-on. I could have chosen to tear your throat out instead."
ank 04-17-07, 09:57 PM	ooc: Sorry, figured that was what you were going for. Was looking for a way to have them collide and still make it look like Kovalistraz was doing something. I guessed wrong. Appologies. Nimbrixion takes a moment to recover from the spiraling descent to see Kovalistraz rising quickly above. She tries to match his ascent, but it is obvious that he has the upper hand, literally. Ok, what now, I can't get above, staying below is asking for punishment... Another idea springs to mind, but she's hesitant about its effectiveness after that last stunt. Either way, she continues climbing and watches the white dragon. No time for doubt now...
Orshallen 04-18-07, 09:00 PM	"Excellent recovery, gentleman. Looks like you found some motivation after all." Orshallen grits his teeth in pain. The runes tatooed across his head crackle in protest, but do little to protect him from the acid raining down on him. Looking for a way out, he turns to the wall of the very same building which he had escaped into ethereally a few moments before. A blow from his flail smashes in several aged boards, and Orshallen ducks through and rolls into the cavernous dark interior - by the stacked crates which reach nearly to the ceiling in some places, it would seem to be an abandoned warehouse. From a position of relative safety, he calls out to the mage. "Before you get all ready to come after me, I left you a little present." The spot where Orshallen stood remains mostly obscured, but there is a dark object of some sort lying upon the ground.
LostMage 04-19-07, 05:53 PM	Sash eyes the shadow warily, then shrugs. "Well, just for fun, hmm?". He holds out his hand, and levitates the object slowly towards himself over the divide in the street.
Orshallen 04-21-07, 07:08 PM	The object floats towards Sash, who soon realizes it is a... cloak. Just a cloak left lying on the ground. Not a few moments later, Sash hears the sounds of chanting coming from above - Orshallen has somehow made it to the roofs! Sash catches the barest glimpse of the man, arms outstretched, before Orshallen completes his spell and impenetrable darkness falls over the alley. Sash recognizes the spell - Utterdark. The spell allows those aligned with the Lower Planes to see perfectly, but for all others it is as the blackest night.
LostMage 04-21-07, 07:33 PM	"Oh, bother." Sash is indeed blinded by the darkness. With an grinding sound, he reverses the transmutation he worked on the street, so as not to accidentally walk into the abyss he created...
Lord_Gareth 04-22-07, 05:39 PM	Kovaliastraz chuckles slightly, an idea forming in his mind. Sure, it wouldn't teach her anything, but he needed a good laugh. The dragon banks sharply into a dive at the wyrmling, again folding his wings up for extra speed and a truly brutal descent. Moments before he would collide, he barks out a few words in a magical tongue and swells to a truly immense size, as large or larger than many greater red wyrms. His wings snap out and come down, creating a massive downdraft that stops him into a hover and blows the tiny wyrmling, for the upteenth time, into the snow. Shrinking, Kovaliastraz lands. "Perhaps we should take a break, youngling. You show promise. I can arrange another tutor for you, later."
Orshallen 04-23-07, 09:21 AM	Orshallen smirks. Now to do something about that annoying shield... it would have taken too long normally, but his opponent's effective blindness would give him some extra time. He retrieves a vial filled with clear liquid form his belt, then reaches into a pouch and carefully removes a pinch of green powder, and mixes it into the vial. Holding the vial at arm's length as it fizzles and steams, Orshallen waits for the reaction to run its course before tipping about half the vial's contents upon the translucent bubble surrounding Sash. The liquid separates into small droplets as it falls from the roof, and wherever a droplet falls on Sash's shield it begins to steam and eat it away.
LostMage 04-23-07, 07:05 PM	Or rather, falls through the shield, like water would through a soap bubble: "Ugh... no need to try and dissolve it - it was only to clean the air, not block blows!" Sash calls out into the darkness. Blinded as he is, his voice still remains calm and confident.
Orshallen 04-23-07, 07:12 PM	Orshallen scowls. He'd overthought the issue, apparently. No matter, though. Orshallen leaps from the roof a good thirty feet up, aiming to land on top of Sash.
LostMage 04-23-07, 07:15 PM	Sash has just enough time to draw a weapon up from the ground itself (which Orshallen easily identifies as a rapier) as he hears Orshallen's feet leave the roof above.
Orshallen 04-23-07, 07:30 PM	Falling through the air doesn't leave much ability to dodge, and Orshallen receives a large flesh wound in his left arm as he uses it to ward the rapier off. He lands catlike nonetheless and quickly aims a powerful blow of his flail at Sash's skull. Meanwhile, defensive curses crackle and spit around the bleeding wound in Orshallen's arm, attempting to disorient and confuse Orshallen's attacker.
LostMage 04-23-07, 07:32 PM	Fearing the worst as he hears the crakling of Orshallen's curses, and the horid rattle of a flail chain, Sash jumps across planes, suddenly ethereal, taking a reflexive swipe in what he hopes is Orshallen's direction. Whether or not it connects is irrelevant, the blade as immaterial as it's weilder.
Orshallen 04-23-07, 07:47 PM	Much to Sash's surprise, Orshallen knocks away the rapier with his own flail, immateriality regardless. "Oh no, gentleman. You may have hindered my access to the mists - how, I admit I know not - but they are still my domain. I can still make myself as real there as here, even if I cannot return there fully." Orshallen stiff-arms the rapier aside and reaches for Sash's throat with his bloodied left hand, while drawing his flail back for a killing blow.
LostMage 04-23-07, 07:55 PM	"Oh, damn." Sash says dryly. Feeling the pressure on his rapier, he lets the transmutation lapse, turning it back into wood and brick. He flicks his hand, and the silver buttons on his cuff fill with brilliant light. Sash steps back, narrowly avoiding the blow. "Admirable fight, admirable fight. I'll buy you a drink at the tavern, sir. If you'd rather continue... well, then I'll just withdraw. I'm thirsty." He winks at Orshallen, withdrawing a crystal monocle from within his jacket.
Orshallen 04-23-07, 08:02 PM	Orshallen pulls back his blow, breathing heavily. "Very well, gentleman. You fought better than I expected, and the match has been valuable to me. I do not drink, but I shall accompany you to the tavern. I have business to do with the keeper." Orshallen retrieves his cloak as the practice room returns to its normal blank white.
Gideon_Gideonson 05-10-07, 09:56 PM	Bumped to avoid board pruning.
lunoc 06-20-07, 03:35 PM	lunoc walks into the training room and awaits a challenger
lunoc 06-20-07, 03:48 PM	lunoc growls impatiently "if my opponent ever gets here ill let him decide the terrain we fight in"
LostMage 06-20-07, 07:34 PM	In the blank whiteness of the training room, a grand, gilt door appears. A boy in a navy tail coat, holding a dark, polished wood conductor's baton strides from the open portal, and looks at Lunoc: "Are you here for practice? I'm in the mood to get some music going."
lunoc 06-20-07, 07:45 PM	lunoc snarl/laughs "music! what kind of warrior plays music, well what kind of powerful warrior anyway. if your the only person here then ill fight you!"
LostMage 06-20-07, 07:53 PM	James raises an eyebrow coolly "Eh, whatever" James looks around carefully, then chuckles "Yep, looks like I'm the only one here, so it's you and me, buddy. Speaking of which, what's you're name? Mine's Mentalli - James Mentalli."
lunoc 06-20-07, 07:59 PM	"who am i?? who am i!? i am lunoc poisonclaws, damwulf! far supirior to you primapes!" lunoc extends his claws
LostMage 06-20-07, 08:11 PM	"Superior? Mm-hmm. Well, anyways, let's get rolling, eh?" James stretches and begins moving his baton up and down in careful, measured beats. "Oh, and scenery?" James asks "How about this?" he says, waving his free hand around widely, and in it's wake, music stands and chairs begin to appear in what looks like a concert hall. "You can go first." James says, with a confident grin.
lunoc 06-20-07, 08:39 PM	lunoc grins, his fists begin to glow green. large "c" shaped translucent knives apeear in his hands and fly out seeking to impale his opponent
dragor_shadowfury 06-21-07, 11:28 AM	Suddenly, the dor is slammed open. Through it emerges a very angry Nerethos. His fists are clenched, and his normally fearsome gaze would scare common people to death. "So a battle is going on then. What about making it a three way battle?"
lunoc 06-21-07, 04:33 PM	"what kept you? i thought you werent coming" lunoc then trows 6 of the cresant blades at his new opponent
LostMage 06-21-07, 09:47 PM	James neatly sidesteps the flying weapons, then nods to Nerethos "Sure, the more the merrier!" He then takes a step back, and begins to move his conductor's baton in a measure rhythm. "One-two-three, One-two three," and to match the cadence, a somber, rich woodwind chord begins, followed by a stiff, march like drum. James speeds up the tempo, until bringing his baton down sharply, cuing a terrific gong...as the reverberations peak, a shockwave rips through the air from Lunoc and Nerethos' left, splintering chairs and upturning music stands and it goes.
lunoc 06-21-07, 10:08 PM	lunoc grins and points down "james it seems i have impaled you" the cresant blades are slightly protruding from jameses stomach
LostMage 06-21-07, 10:12 PM	"Really? I'd worry more about the compression wave about to collide with your bones than where your blades landed." James nods to the music stand next to him, which is sporting several cruelly curved blades lodged in the dark metal. Now, just to let you know, you really can't decide what happens to other people's characters, otherwise battles by posting like this would be impossible. You can say what you do, and feel, but never what another character does or thinks. The upshot of all of this, is that you don't decide whether or not you manage to hit - the other poster does. Please edit that post, lunoc. Edit: a good place to look all of these guidelines up is Tyler's Laptop: it's a sticky thread here that has everything you need to know, and it has other handy info, too.
technomagi 06-21-07, 11:17 PM	Seven walks into the training room and looks for the fellow he is getting ready to stomp.
dragor_shadowfury 06-22-07, 04:26 AM	One of Nerethos chains rise up as if it had a life on its own, chatcing the crescent blades before twisting and sending them flying right back to their master. Then he is struck by the shoickwave and sent flyinng. As he emerge from the mess of splintered chains and instrumental stands, his body is covered in minor wounds. As his opponents watch, the wound begin to regenerate quickly.
lunoc 06-22-07, 05:01 PM	ooc: sorry its just you completely ignored my attack and i thought that your character just dident pay attention ooc: the blades swerve around the chains (they are energy created by lunoc he controls them) lunoc suddenly appears behind the wave just before it hits him "come on youl need something faster than that." raising both his arms lunoc looses two bolts of green energy at his opponents
dragor_shadowfury 06-22-07, 05:07 PM	The chains suddenly expand their bladed tendrils, hitting and dispersing, or rather absorbing, the crescent baldes. One of his chains then proceed to make short work of the green ball of energy. The other take direction towards James, shooting towards his chest with incredible speed.
lunoc 06-22-07, 05:26 PM	lunoc suddenly apears behind nethros and draws his claws across his neck laughing "bye"
technomagi 06-22-07, 06:31 PM	Battle going on. Want me to join in too? The huge monster asks watching the others fighting. :cool:
lunoc 06-22-07, 06:43 PM	"sure big guy you challenged me remember"
technomagi 06-22-07, 08:11 PM	Seven grins as huge twin blades pop from hidden compartments in it arms. He stomps blue sparks flying up from around its boot. The ground trembles with an earthquake strong enough to throw everyone to the floor. Debris (concrete and tile from the floor) sprays out from his boot spraying in all directions and cracks emminate through the floor centering on his foot. The floor is now buckled and uneven. ooc: would it be considered bad form to use the houdah on his back. Technically Seven has a small group of riders. I will refrain from using them if you prefer.
lunoc 06-22-07, 08:59 PM	lunoc throws up on the floor but maintains his balance "didn't see that coming" then two crescent blades apear in lunocs hand and he leaps onto the titans chest, hitting him so fast he could have blown a hole though a building
LostMage 06-22-07, 09:17 PM	That's alright, Lunoc. I did have James sidestep the blades, sorry. James swings baton in a wide arc, cuing a dull roll on a pair of unseen kettle drums. The vibrations deflect the chain, but not by much: it whips across his chest, tearing his shirt. Now, just to let you know, there's room for separate, multiple battles. If you would like, the battle can be split into several two-on-two matches to cut down on the confusion a little bit.
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 08:38 AM	((Well, I suppose that would be better)) Nerethos throat is split open, but he seems like he could barely care less. The end of the chains that are merged with his wrists extrude two small lenghts of chain that entangle Lunocs ahnds and send waves of electricity through him.
technomagi 06-23-07, 10:50 AM	Seven takes a step back from the force of Lunoc's hit but the adamantine plate that makes up his body doesn't show a scratch from lunoc's attack. That tickles He says. He goes after lunoc with both swords swinging the monstrous things with amazing speed and accuracy. He nails him as he bounces off his chest with one. Just about simultaneous with Nerethos chain entangling his wrist. Probably the only thing keeping him from being knocked out of the park like a home run. He then pins him to the ground with the second like an insect. He quivers recieving some of the electrical shock from Nerethos attack and lets out a roar. His eyes glow more fiercely.
lunoc 06-23-07, 12:19 PM	immediately after hitting the titan lunoc launches himself into the air and dives down at an angle into the titans head, attempting to knock him of balance. "woa, your a big fella! the slightly less huge woman must be a good cook!" ooc: lunoc's speed is what lets him move without being seen (generally)
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 12:44 PM	((sorry , but how did Lunoc free his hands?))
lunoc 06-23-07, 12:59 PM	ooc: lunoc apeared behind him clawed him then apeared in the center of the arena and launched himself at seven (hes really really fast)
technomagi 06-23-07, 01:28 PM	so is lunoc so fast that he is impossible to hit? Because he just got hit by two different people and ignored it.
lunoc 06-23-07, 01:36 PM	ooc: no he makes mistakes, hes overconfident and he sometimes over exerts himself. like right now he's pushing himself
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 03:36 PM	((You wanna take it the quick way?? we go the quick way)) "You seem very confident in the superiority of speed... But what if the odds were evened?" Nerethos's voice has a cruel strike to it. Then he utter an incantation, and suddenly the world seems to slow down... At least it seems so to him, but in reality it is rather him who accumulate great speed in both mind and body, speed enough to keep pace with Lunoc.
lunoc 06-23-07, 03:40 PM	"grrrr you son of...." lunoc leaps at his opponent and attacks with extended crescent blades
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 03:43 PM	Nerethos duck below the blades and direct his fist at Lunoc's solar plexus. At the same time his chains rise up and speed abck towards their master.
lunoc 06-23-07, 03:45 PM	ooc: solar plexis?? could you describe whats going on more clearly?
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 03:49 PM	((The spot on your torso where a blow would be most crippeling... It blow the breath out of you and make you fold up for like a minute or so... Ofcourse it is likely to be less when you are a creature as powerful as Lunoc and Nerethos... Concider it an unarmed strike critical hit...))
lunoc 06-23-07, 04:01 PM	"lunoc starts to curse as his attacks miss but the counter attack+his momentum sends him flying back several yards. he does a midair flip and lands holding the area he was stuck in
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 04:21 PM	One of Nerethis chains fly in to land the end between Nerethos and Lunoc. The other sweep at Lunoc's head from the right.
lunoc 06-23-07, 04:26 PM	lunoc grins. he sends a blast of energy back through the chain and into nethros
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 04:33 PM	((As you didn't dodge, I assume you were hit by the chains)) The chains wrap around Lunoc's head, and attempt to plunge its blades into his flesh on his neck and shoulders. The blast of energy rush up through the chains untill they reach the middle, before another energy streaming from Nerethos meet it and disperse, or rather absorb it. Less that a second pass then, and the energy from Nerethos reach the end of the chain, blasting destructive energy into Lunoc's body. ((Never try to fickle with a Channelers weapon... especially if its a part of his body))
lunoc 06-23-07, 04:47 PM	ooc: sorry, he blasted the chain i would think that would deflect it. and i'm not sure how you would absorb energy that came from lunocs soul
dragor_shadowfury 06-23-07, 05:41 PM	((sending energy through the chain would not deflect it... blasting it to get it away on the other hand... And for the absorbtion, channelers of sufficient power (and that counts in Nerethos) get free reign of anything that end up insede their weapon.))
lunoc 06-23-07, 05:52 PM	(well he dident think it would be a good idea to touch it so he shot it and forced some of the energy through the chain) lunoc takes the blast head on, slideing back a few feet. he then throws 6 blades at his opponent followed by a wave of green light
technomagi 06-24-07, 01:02 PM	Seven shakes off that last attack after a moment. You's fast me handle fast. Suddenly an opaque field appears around him. It is a kind of inertial barrier that allows normal movement but makes things moving fast come down to his pace and deflects normal missile attacks. Simultaneously an array of antennae like things pop out on each arm. A dozen magic missiles stream out of each array. One set streaks at lunoc the other at Nerethos. These no miss. ha ha The arrays disappear back into his arms.
lunoc 06-24-07, 04:55 PM	"huī!!" lunoc shouts and the missiles fly off in all directions. "fǎn jī!!" a huge green explosion erupts from the titans chest (under his armor)
technomagi 06-24-07, 06:14 PM	There is a rumbling sound from within Seven and he lowers his head. He then belches forth poisonous green gas the fills the room. (cloudkill) He pats his belly and laughs.
dragor_shadowfury 06-25-07, 03:41 AM	Nerethos spin quickly, his chains outstreched by. First he slash away the magic missiles, not destroying then, but rather keepeing them at a distance. The quick sweeping of the chains also produced a movement in the air that blew away the gas from him.
lunoc 06-25-07, 10:39 AM	"huī!!" lunoc shouts pushing the gas away. he leaps up into the air raises his hands and shouts fǎn jī!! as the three combatants are obscured for a moment by explosions of green flames "nethros, you can keep up, but can they?"
dragor_shadowfury 06-25-07, 10:47 AM	Nerethos spin on, saying no words at all. the currents around him grow stronger, and now its clear that magic is playing a part as well, as the green flames are kept away from him as well.
technomagi 06-25-07, 06:56 PM	Seven charges his twin blades moving in a fast pattern in front of him. He moves like the lightning rail an unstoppable force. One blade slicing at Nerethos the other slicing at lunoc and the force of his charge trampling both beneath his metal shod feet.
lunoc 06-25-07, 08:52 PM	ooc: um tech, 1 lunoc didn't land yet 2 you cant tell us we are trampled 3 how far is sevens reach lunoc is on the other side of the arena and in the air 4 so, seven is immune to explosions? because i hit him with explosions twice and you said nothing ooc: lunoc grabs the ceiling with one hand and fires energy with the other
technomagi 06-25-07, 09:46 PM	he was moving so fast the explosion missed him .
lunoc 06-26-07, 04:30 PM	ooc: the explosion erupts from the target them self (as i described it the first time) and you weren't moving the first time. how did you hit lunoc and nethros at the same time since your now about AS fast as them and they are at different sides of the room? ooc: lunoc pulls himself up onto his feet (so standing upside down on the ceiling) "come and get me!" he sneers
technomagi 06-26-07, 07:04 PM	He just trampled one target and went after the next.
lunoc 06-26-07, 09:56 PM	ooc: what about the explosion and lunoc being in the air? and how do you know you trampled nethros? he may have something to say about that ooc: lunoc creates two extended cresant blades and waits for an opponent on the ceiling. he then strikes sevens mind with a telepathic thrust "hopefully hes as dumb as he looks, sounds, and smells"
technomagi 06-26-07, 10:48 PM	Seven screams and falls over not moving. A short time later a human in robes appears puts a hand on Seven's silent form and they both vanish. Peace
dragor_shadowfury 06-28-07, 09:42 AM	Nerethos keeps spinning, shielding him from all harm. He then slowly begins to move towards Lunoc.
lunoc 06-28-07, 03:45 PM	ooc: just so you know lunocs on the ceiling. lunoc continues to hurl energy at nethros "one down, one to go. COME ON NETHROS IM READY FOR YOU!" lunoc shouts and creates a blade
dragor_shadowfury 07-01-07, 09:10 AM	((One is aware of that)) Nerethos spin on, accelerating in speed. The energy storm around him protect him from the blasts tossed at him while he moves in to let the spinning globe of bladed chains and destructive energy touch Lunoc.
lunoc 07-01-07, 02:45 PM	"fǎn jī!!" lunoc shouts and there is an explosion from within the circling blades. lunoc then waves his hands. the chains grow one hundred times heavier "can you fight without those chains?"
kalestarveteran 07-19-07, 07:50 PM	Durius Xan walks in and asks if anyone could help him with wild magic."Acording to this journal im a master of it but it getting hard to understand." ooc:this is my first wild mage character.could someone help me out with wild magic..
dragor_shadowfury 07-20-07, 02:43 PM	The explosion blow down Nerethos, who land on his back on the floor. He jump on his feet in a motion both graceful and powerful at once. Lunoc feel that the magic he devote to burden the chains is first blocked, then absorbed. "I am adept at fistfighting if that is what you mean, but I neither can nor will rid myself of these chains, as they are a part of me. Asking me to leave them is like asking you to leave behind your arms without regrowing new ones" ((you once again forget that you cannot manipulate his weapons.)) At Durius interruption, Nerethos answer "I do not know of that, but I have heard of a female chaos magus among the combatants, I think her name was Endeca."
lunoc 07-20-07, 03:01 PM	lunoc growls "i forgot about that, ah well ill try something different" lunoc starts darting across the ceiling releasing thousands and thousands of blades in all directions they coat every surface. at lunocs command two grow to a huge size slamming together were nethros is. two more grow out two catch lunoc as he flips off the ceiling
dragor_shadowfury 07-20-07, 03:05 PM	The blades and other protutions at the end of one of his chains wrap around Nerethos like a protective cocoon while the other speed down below Lunoc.
lunoc 07-20-07, 06:54 PM	lunoc nimbly spins around the blade wile jumping in the air and lands on two more of his blades. he throws a grenade like energy pulse at the chain ball in hopes that the explosion will go through the holes in the chains. (remember lunoc is still on the near the ceiling)
dragor_shadowfury 07-21-07, 01:27 PM	((I am aware of that... The chain speeded to a position below Lunoc.)) The chain unfolds at extreme speed, hammering into the energy pulse and sending it back towards Lunoc. The other chain take position below him once again.
lunoc 07-21-07, 07:42 PM	lunoc re-absorbs his energy. at his comand hundreds of the blades grow huge and slam into nethros entombing the cocoon of chains. "how long can you stay in there?"
dragor_shadowfury 07-22-07, 07:24 AM	"The questin rather is for how long do I have to stay?" The other chain wrap up in a cocoon before unwrapping with nerethos in it. In the tomb of blades unfold and return to their master.
lunoc 07-22-07, 01:16 PM	ooc: i have know idea what you just said was it something like "the other chain flies back to nethros and helps shield him from the tomb of blades"???
pbs 07-22-07, 06:47 PM	A flash of blue light gate opens in the training room waiting area,out walks Danka.At first glance you think drow,then you start to notice things like, he is way to tall,and over sized arms and chest, and the tusks.not unattractive,but you don't ever want to see him eat corn-on-the-cobb.(it would be a mess)He is caring a backpack over his shoulder.Danka walks over to a bench and puts down the bag.He unfastens his golden death mask shaped clasp and removes his cape he puts the clasp back on his shirt cape less.(he's never without it) and begins doing stretches and warm up exercises.
lunoc 07-22-07, 07:06 PM	ooc: the room is covered with millions of green blades that can extend and enlarge rapidly wile still stuck in the wall (be sure to read my previous posts pbs. glad your here!) . lunoc waves his hand and a huge but purposefully blunted crescent blade grows from beneath danka in an attempt to throw him into the fray. "hey nethyyy" lunoc taunts "i hope you don't mind staying there wile so i can take care of the newcomer, i wont be long."
technomagi 07-22-07, 07:10 PM	Killikuuk walks in through the door. He moves over toward the bench watching Danka stretch. He prepares himself mentally clearing the cobwebs from the alcohol. He is trully immune to the effects of chemicals and poisons but he learned how to drop that protection temporarily to get drunk. This only takes a moment putting all his defenses back into place and he is sober as a board. When he sees lunoc's growing blade he pulls a crystal wedge with one arm and throws it at the blade shattering it with a loud clang of metal. The wedge returns to his hand and goes back into its holster quickly. The whole display was so fast that it was a blur. Most people would not have even seen Killikuuk move. They would just see the sword shatter and wonder how it happened. He stands there weaving a little as if still drunk. We may need to find another place to practice. I see that someone else still spars in here.
lunoc 07-22-07, 07:18 PM	ooc: what do you mean? the more the merrier! lunoc sniffs "so one of sarans lot eh? i can smell limbo on you.you know seven? just to tell you i ate him for breakfast!" lunoc spits over the back of his blade perch " i hear your a master! prove yourself then!"
pbs 07-22-07, 07:33 PM	Danka quickly realizes that the crazy wolf like creature is not going to wait his turn.Danka raises a hand to his clasp and points to his bag now to far form him to grab,light shoots forth and the bag explodes the trailing energy rushes back to Danka.All of Danka gear and weapons start appearing all over his body.His left arm from the shoulder down becomes armored in black plate complete with spiked gauntlet. his leather armor veins gold and black trace through the outfit completing runes of power.a belt forms around his waist also sporting a skull motif.grieves appear on his legs and feet, so black they seem to adsorb the light near them.his right arm a bracer forms up it crackles with unseen magical power.on his right hand rings appear four one on each finger, Danka closes both hand now and two great maces form in his hands a bladed flanged mace in his right and spiked ball in his left ,Danka can always taste the power on this weapons when he brings them to bear.(all this happens very fast and at the same time)he cross the maces together in a defensive move.(he don't even have a second to speak he just moves)
technomagi 07-22-07, 07:39 PM	Damwolf I stopped needing to prove myself centuries before you were created in some hellish laboratory. And make no mistake I am not affiliated with Saran. He may be my neighbor but I stay out of his business and he stays out of mine. The Thri-Kreen weaves drunkenly but does not move. Besides I would think you have your hands more than full fighting the not-Kyton you already spar with. ooc:if you smell limbo on him then you can also smell celestia and elysium fields on him.
lunoc 07-22-07, 07:47 PM	the maces stop the blade but as it grows it would probably still throw him. lunoc motions to danka. " come on up and fight me!"
pbs 07-22-07, 07:59 PM	Danka begins to maneuver to stand on the blade reads a jump when the thri-keen's move shatters the blade and Danka falls toward the floor only righting himself at last second."thats ok i have a prior agreement,master Wolf. But you are on my list."Danka winks at Lunoc
dragor_shadowfury 07-23-07, 10:33 AM	((I said that the other chain wrapped up in a cocoon containing nothing, and when it unwrapped again, Nerethos was within it))
technomagi 07-23-07, 06:51 PM	Killikuuk turns and walks back out the door in search of a space not occupied to practice.
pbs 07-23-07, 07:28 PM	Danka follows
lunoc 07-24-07, 10:36 AM	lunoc keeps hurling energy at nethros and slamming him with giant blades.
dragor_shadowfury 07-25-07, 03:50 PM	Nerethos twist and turn, blocking and defelcting the blades and pulses with his chains. All the while, a wicked smile appear on his face.
lunoc 07-27-07, 09:04 AM	ooc: the blades are attached to the wall, you cant "deflect them" the pulses bounce off the walls and fly at nethros with twice there original speed as lunoc releases more into the room
dragor_shadowfury 07-27-07, 10:38 AM	((the blades are blocked)) Nerethos whirl his chains, deflecting all of the energy pulses towards Lunoc.
lunoc 07-28-07, 06:54 PM	the energy bounces off lunoc. every time it hits a surface (other than newthros who has to smack it away) it bounces doubling speed and gaining strength. by now there must be 50 of them whizzing faster and faster. the fist can barely be seen now.
dragor_shadowfury 07-29-07, 04:57 PM	Nerethos continiue to block, his speed incresing to meet the challange. All the while, he has a bored look on his face. "This can't be the best you can do, nor the most creative. Or have I really overestimated you that much. You wouldn't survive for long in the arena unless your opponent was a complete imbicile"
lunoc 07-30-07, 09:36 AM	the balls start to fly through the chains like smoke. the orbs of light cannot be seen now but they are starting to fill the room, rebounding off the walls. the fist group could fly through adamantine like paper. they start to coordinate there strikes on nethros. they group together, split apart, twist around, and change direction rapidly. the blades join in as if with a life of there own
dragor_shadowfury 07-30-07, 10:57 AM	the mutiple ends and extendsionlengths of Nerethos' chains make him able to eaily continue deflecting and blocking incomeing attacks, and his speed increase to a point where he is so quick he's but a faint blur even to Lunoc. Although the blasts can pass through normal chain with no problem, the energy from within the chains provide an effective barrier.
lunoc 08-01-07, 11:34 AM	ooc: sorry i meant nethros's chains. the blasts separate around the chains and reform on the other side. none of them can be seen anymore. " so you want to play the speed game eh? okay, just to tell you i wrote the book on speed" he completely disappears from sight
dragor_shadowfury 08-05-07, 01:18 PM	Nerethos mumble a short inchantation that effectively dissolve the energy blasts when they touch him. "I'm gald I didn't read it then, it would just have slowed me down" Nerethos focus and his senses follow Lunoc despite his speed.
lunoc 08-05-07, 01:42 PM	lunoc rushes at nethros from all sides, changing directions every moment. if he hits he punches into nethros's back with godly strength.
dragor_shadowfury 08-06-07, 01:44 AM	Lunoc's punch hit hard and blow through both flesh and bone to emerge from Nerethos' chest... Or it would have if not Nerethos had bended his knees just a faction of a second before the blow connected. Now the blow went over his head while he flipped his arms backwards sending his chains to entangle Lunoc's limbs.
lunoc 08-06-07, 09:44 AM	a chain wraps around lunocs arm cutting him badly. lunoc pulls the chain to himself, trying to pull nethros with it
dragor_shadowfury 08-06-07, 09:59 AM	As Lunoc pull in Nerethos, he spin in the air and direct a kick with both of his feet towards Lunoc's head. At the same time the chain begin to give off intense heat.
lunoc 08-06-07, 10:02 AM	lunoc ignores his burning flesh and ducks under nethros, stabbing upwords at him mid strike (so i guess between the legs)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-27-07, 02:52 PM	Out of nowhere, a deep booming voice echoes across the room, speaking words so long you loose track of what it's saying. Suddenly the voice fades and a small orb about an inch across made of some sort of metal appears about 3ft. above the floor, it then bursts open, sending a translucent shock wave of air in all directions as an immense serpentine dragon materializes where the orb once floated. He then speaks again and the room turns into a river, with banks on both sides and water flowing over the dragon itself who seems quite unaffected by it and a large, old demon of obviously great power appears on the bankand the dragon speaks Finally we meet...
lunoc 08-27-07, 04:10 PM	hello there, lets begin. the great devil matirializes over the dragons head, bringing down his huge hammer on his brow
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-27-07, 04:56 PM	The hammer hits with force that would crush any mortal, however, the dragon appears to have barely a scratch. Marvelous, isn't it? You forget about this. He points to a large gem embedded into his chest, it is a Gemstone of Heavy Fortification, it automatically negates any extra damage from a blow to the head, neck, etc... (in game terms, it automatically negates a critical hit or sneak attack). Now, it's my turn... Suddenly his sword like tail reaches up and slices you out of the air and then precedes to wrap around you and constrict you like a giant serpent. You are completely covered head-to-toe by his tail with your arms pressed against your sides as you feel him start to crush you.
lunoc 08-27-07, 04:58 PM	the void armor strikes with negative force at the tail
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-27-07, 05:17 PM	The negative energy instead heals the dragon due to the fact that it is native to the lower planes (ie: he's a dragon but he's a dragon native to the Abyss, Baator, and so on). However the surge startles him and he releases his grip. Negative energy won't help you here, i'm a dragon, but i'm also a demon!. He then breathes a cloud of acidic gas straight at his opponent.
lunoc 08-27-07, 05:26 PM	Well, a demon, why diddnt you say so? he pulls the crossbow of his back and fires (it basicaly has every enchantment that would hurt evil outsiders on it) he coughs as the gass surrounds him and burns his skin ooc: negative energy hurts demons, it dosent hurt undead, i think. i havent read anywhere that negative energy heals demons, although theres a feat that lets you heal yourself with it
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-27-07, 05:39 PM	Using his lightning reflexes, he grasps the bolt out of mid air (ever seen Robin Hood: Men in Tights?) but pulls his hand back and drops it as it still is greatly painful to the touch. Neat trick, but how many of those do you have?...Kridgimniumn D'orleghitastaltagtisht. As he says this, you notice something change in your arrows when suddenly they spring to life and dart after you in a cloud of crossbow bolts with such speed, they are as if they were shot freshly from the crossbow...OOC (whatever that means) Demons and Devils are healed by negative energy and damaged by positive energy as undead are, so you should be healed too by your armor too as i am i guess...
lunoc 08-27-07, 08:01 PM	ooc: i have my mm open and i dont see it, but it dosent matter *gulp* to many as the swarm of hundreds of crossbow bolts flies at him. he waves his hand and most of them are contained in a cube of force, most anyway. the remaining arrows stab into him, burning him severely. he raises his fist, with his first and last finger pointing at the dragon green lightning blasts forth. taste my lighnin truenamer!
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-27-07, 09:44 PM	The lightning hits but bounces off, L'aximniac doubles over but apparently not in too much pain as he immediately gets up with a smile that would unnerve a lich (dragons have spell resistance). Nice trick, but it seems my spell worked better, let's see that again. Ichthiciomertiogentiol'Meguubliteuscht After speaking this, a hundred exact copies of your bolts materialize before you, (glowing with the same aura if you have detect good or magic) and dart after you with the same speed as the previous ones. P.S. does it really make sense that demons are healed by positive energy?
lunoc 08-28-07, 11:40 AM	ooc: yea, because they are not from the negative plane, nor are they undead. clerics cant turn demons can they? the lightning bounces into xalax blasting a horn off. he gets so angry that he hurls the horn at laximniac, whilst dogging the bolts
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-28-07, 03:23 PM	The horn sticks into his hide but isn't long enough to touch his flesh and stays in there like a splinter (my breath weapon lasted for three rounds so you just stopped taking damage by the way). L'aximniac then speaks again, Aariodiunxelifschtentioulteit. Suddenly chains rise up from the ground and in an instant wrap around you, completely covering your body and paying special attention to your hands and feet, binding them tightly together, immobilizing you.
lunoc 08-28-07, 04:24 PM	xalax becomes a black mist that seeps through the chains, and reforms in front of the dragon. he spins and slams the horn into the dragons flesh 2 thousand years, ive learned a few tricks. (how big is he? im guessing colossall, since xalax is huge.)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-28-07, 06:08 PM	(He's Gargantuan but that's fine since your horns aren't exactly long or sharp unless he has a gore attack...does he?:confused: Besides, it's about the size of a large toenail to me). The horn burrows in but instantly falls out (he has Damage Reduction 30/epic :D Unless Xalax's natural weapons are treated as epic weapons for some reason). I'm guessing your horn isn't harmful enough to get past my armor...too bad!!! Suddenly you find yourself unable to move due to some unseen force. L'aximniac then breathes another cloud of acid straight at you (P.S. teleporting or whatever you did in the above post won't help you here!)
lunoc 08-28-07, 09:51 PM	soulblood connection!! red liquid issues with incredible speed forth from xalax and flows into the dragon. the pit fiend withers and becomes dessicated and gray. the liquid seems to give power to the dragon. ( acualy, the horns are quite large, but he threw it out of anger so it wasn't meant to be damaging.)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-29-07, 04:17 PM	Ichthixoulytevensretij'theioustedzaalik Suddenly you feel your energy separate from his and shoot back to you, knocking you backwards several feet back into the water, still unable to move. L'aximniac then strikes you with his tail, coiling around you once again.
lunoc 08-29-07, 05:12 PM	as the energy stops flowing forward xalax says soulblood burst! the liquid explodes in middair, filling the room with white hot energy. when the smoke clears, the voidarmor is smoking, empty on the ground ( or in the dragons tail, if he doesn't let go)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-30-07, 04:07 PM	L'aximniac looks around, apparently confused. He then ushers a loud, guttural laugh that would send any creature running. Viciscetoumnieraput'lichthodorfetch. A gleaming sword with a green blade and jewel encrusted hilt flies seemingly out of nowhere and into his hand. He then speaks again, Aanthroniunxeos'orthosch entum. The blade then vanishes from L'aximniac's hand and strikes Xalax, wherever he is, in the chest and instantly reveals him (if he's invisible) or transports him back to the arena, even if he's on a different plane.
lunoc 08-30-07, 04:19 PM	the blade hovers in midair idly that wont work, that wasn't me you've been fighting, technically the real xalax forms out of shadows. animated clones, not very bright, or strong, and prone to blowing themselves up 5 more form, forming a pentagram around him
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 08-31-07, 08:08 PM	Hmmmmm, perhaps i should have seen this coming... Oh well, it's not so bad :schemes:. He then mumbles another truename too quietly to hear. Chains then burst forward from nowhere and rise up in the air behind L'aximniac, poised to strike. ...Hold still... The chains then shoot forward seemingly at Xalax and his clones but take a sudden turn at L'aximniac himself and wrap around him, doing what they were probably supposed to do to Xalax... Not quite as planned, but i'll take it...
lunoc 09-01-07, 08:54 AM	each of them turn to laximac, and seemingly pull black orbs out of the armor. they say as one this is voidstone, spheres of annihilation! this wont heal you!! they all hurl the orbs at laximac. as they draw an orb out, the clones armor turns white
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-01-07, 09:59 AM	L'aximniac moves with enough power to rip the chains out of the ground and quickly dives into the water, but not before receiving a blow to the arm with one of the voidstones, completely annihilating his arm and part of his (useless anyway) wing. L'aximniac roars out in pain and snaps the chains still wrapped around him, he then begins to use them as weapons, swinging them around while submerged and then launching them out of the water while holding onto the other side, attempting to grab and pull one of the clones or even Xalax himself into the water to finish him off or at least knock one out or kill one.
lunoc 09-01-07, 11:14 AM	the clone closest to the water dives in after laximac what? no! *sigh* idiot shouts the real xalax meanwile the spheres follow the dragon into the water. another clone gets hit with a chain, which smashes the whole side of his face. (basicaly, a attack that wouldn't scratch xalax, turned the side of a clones face to pulp) he howls in pain and falls down
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-02-07, 10:58 AM	L'aximniac quickly snaps the chain back into the water and twirls it in front of him to create a shield between him and the voidstones while swimming away (i'm not too worried about your clone, as far as i know he doesn't have a swim speed which he'll just sink like a rock...:))
lunoc 09-02-07, 09:27 PM	the clone swims clumsly through the water, as hes carring a huge hammer, and launches himself at laximac
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-04-07, 03:34 PM	L'aximniac takes a blow to the tail from the clone's hammer, breaking one of his tail blades but he quickly snaps back and suddenly, the water takes on a murky greenish-brown color and is painful to the touch right before it begins to swirl around and crush you with immense pressure (curse water and control water spell like abilities :D).
lunoc 09-07-07, 04:09 PM	as the dark energy flows into the armor, the clone fires it out at laximac, wile swinging his hammer wildly
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-08-07, 12:41 PM	L'aximniac is hit with the negative energy and is knocked back several feet before uttering another truename. The surrounding clones then vanish before Xalax's very eyes, not dead, but banished to another plane. It's just you and me now, and you're in my domain! :schemes:.
lunoc 09-08-07, 04:45 PM	the clones waver for a moment, but remain, as they are bound to xalax. the clone presses his attack as the others throw spells at laximac
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-08-07, 05:27 PM	Hmm, oh well, i have many more tricks up my sleeve... Treichvaagoileescht'unocverdoppredi! As he says this, metal bars and roofs form over each individual clone, trapping them separately in prisons of thick iron and immobilizing them. Now it's just you and me.
lunoc 09-08-07, 05:56 PM	*sigh* 3...2...1 all of the clones explode at the same time, scorching the room bare down to the impenetrable walls. xalax, who had been ethereal reforms. still some bugs to work out there
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-09-07, 03:05 PM	...What the heck was that?!...Now i have to redo the entire arena! L'aximniac speaks once again with a look of boredom on his face and as he does this, the room returns to its previous state. Ahhh, that's better...bring it on... He then once again says something in truespeech so quiet it's impossible to hear and his hand begins to glow with a red mist around it.
lunoc 09-09-07, 09:15 PM	what the...? not even a scratch! hmmm mabey i should step this up a little. xalax summons an unbelievable amount of raw magical power. the force of it lifts him off the ground. arcane power rips through the air around him. his power coalesces in a single point in front of his face. elder energy explodes from xalaxes mouth. the energy seeks to destroy laximac with all its might. (wish)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-10-07, 03:51 PM	I never said i wasn't injured... He turns to face Xalax and he widens his eyes in shock as to what has happened, the front of the dragons body is burnt to a crisp and covered in small blisters, also, one of his eyes now has a tremendous scar across it, taking up half of his face. Yesssss!!! L'aximniac yells as he eagerly positions his hand in front of himself and draws a symbol within a seal with lightning fast speed that glows with a red mist in midair. As the power of the blast causes the air to sizzle, the symbol and seal explode in a flash of light as the energy is stopped short by a titanic figure, actually a little smaller than Xalax, she is a Titan of great power judging by her size and giant maul, but she has been horribly twisted by some form of torture no demon could ever spawn. She has octopus tentacles for arms, falcon's legs, fin-like wings on her back, an owl's head, and lamprey mouths for eyes. She is the vestige (a being cursed by a god or their own foolishness and banished to a plane where no one, not even gods can now touch them) Eurynome (http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/ToMagic_Gallery/96043.jpg) and she has been summoned here by L'aximniac through the power of truename magic. The blast however knocks L'aximniac back and into the water, possibly momentarily unconscious, but Eurynome stays still and takes the full blast.
lunoc 09-10-07, 05:21 PM	wow... i knew you existed!! asemodus ows me 5 gold. come! let me end your suffering!! xalax raises his hand and a ball of pure voidstone gathers in his hand. when it grows as large as xalax it shatters into millions of little needles. they all fly at lightning speed at the strange creature (voidstone has the same affect no matter what size)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-11-07, 03:22 PM	The vestige, Eurynome begins making one or two small motions with her hand and as she does this, a cone of spinning water and air form, making something like a very wet tornado laid out lengthwise, and she positions it in front of her to catch some of the needles, but it is not large enough for all of them...
lunoc 09-11-07, 05:20 PM	xalax, meanwhile, starts glowing, he seems to not even be paying attention to what is happening. he suddenly slams his fists together and shouts soulblood power...combat!! there is a flash of bright light, when it subsides, xalax is changed. his muscles have exploded in size, his teeth and spines are giant and wicked looking. come, fight me mutant!
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-12-07, 04:52 PM	The water suddenly shakes with power as L'aximniac, now conscious, shouts something. Kriievdahlichtopocsumotxurt!!! He then explodes out of the water with enough force and ferocity to flatten a city. You should have killed me when you had the chance, if you'll notice, all but on two occasions i have been on the defensive, testing you. And now, you must die!!! The abyssal sun (as this is now a part of the river Styx) then is eclipsed by a shape, almost like a moon, turning the arena a blackish-blood red color. As this happens, a small demon, a Carnage Demon appears, then another, then another, then two Nalfeshnees, a Deathdrinker, and a Glabrezu appear, all gathered around the newly expanded Xalax, slowly walking toward him. As L'aximniac slowly descends to Eurynome's side, who is now almost completely ripped apart by the missed voidstone shards, and leans over and whispers something in her ear. As he finishes and turns to face the action, he is now horribly transformed, he still maintains the scar and burnt flesh from before, but he now has teeth as thin as needles and so long, he can't even fit them inside his massive head, his eyes have turned from yellow, to pale, unreflective, soulless black eyes that now seem to be the main focus of his head, and his skin has changed to match the blood red color of the arena.
lunoc 09-12-07, 07:17 PM	RAHAHAHA!! IVE BEEN FIGHTING DEMONS SINCE CHILDHOOD!! xalax leans over and bites off the head of the nearest demon, then blasts the head out, along with a blast of energy, at the glabrezu, presumably blowing a hole through it. now for your little friend. all the needles disappear and suddenly coalesce in eurymores midsection. essentially a huge ball of annihilation pushes its way into being inside the creatures chest
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-13-07, 03:27 PM	Vestiges don't die...Vestiges can't die, look. As Xalax looks over he sees the corpse of the fallen titan fade into nothingness. All you did was send her back to her home plane, the plane of the vestiges. As Xalax fights the other demons, reenforcements then begin to arrive and all begin slashing at him with their gruesome weapons simultaneously. Viciscetoumnieraput'lichthodorfetch! The green bladed sword from before once again flies into L'aximniac's hand, which now has longer and thinner fingers, enabling him to use it effectively. He then resumes his original position, observing the fight.
lunoc 09-13-07, 04:35 PM	suddenly something strikes at L'aximniac from behind with enough force and speed to punch a hole through him, witch is what it tries to do if it hits. xalax continues to fight the demons, meanwhile
lunoc 09-13-07, 04:35 PM	oops!
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-13-07, 08:22 PM	L'aximniac is hit in the lower midsection but receives a gaping wound one or two feet deep (due to his spell resistance, immunity to critical hits and sneak attacks, and DR). He roars in pain and anger as he shouts Xaalithiumn'kucthleodunmikot! L'aximniac drops his sword and it lands tip in the earth, a massive orb of white, larger than Xalax himself begins to form in his now empty hand and you see it begin to burn and crumble to dust in very small but still noticeable ammounts. He also looks around to find the source of the attack. P.S. what's with the oops?
lunoc 09-13-07, 08:46 PM	a creature made of the voidstone, roughly looking like a devil has its hand still imbeded in laximac. ooc: thats a double post
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-14-07, 03:23 PM	L'aximniac spins around and after seeing the creature speaks, Iirichtodstumnioud'wusitbaum! Suddenly the creature is sucked into a small dimension door and reappears right above Xalax's head. Meanwhile, the glowing white ball of light continues to grow in L'aximniac's hand which also keeps withering away slowly.
lunoc 09-14-07, 04:16 PM	the voidstone creature floats in the air looking confused. kill xalax points to laximac. the voidstone devil rushes at laximac. xalax spits several demon heads at laximac tauntingly. heh, just a little longer
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-14-07, 09:15 PM	L'aximniac breathes acid at the voidstone demon, just to keep him from interfering. Tell me, if an orb made from the very essence of Celestia itself can do this to me, what can it do to a devil?:schemes: The orb of glowing white light has now reached its maximum size, almost as large as L'aximniac himself it is starting to crack and leak heavenly might. L'aximniac then hurls the enormous ball with impossible speed at Xalax and all surrounding demons for that matter.
lunoc 09-14-07, 10:39 PM	a lot, if it hits me. xalax waves his hand and a portal opens in front of him, pulling the energy in it and spitting it out somewhere else, specificaly inside laximac ive never seen a stix dragon explode before this should be interesting.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-15-07, 08:57 AM	I thought you'd do that... The orb materializes right inside him. For a moment he seems immensely bloated by the object, but he then grabs his stomach and squeezes, crushing the orb inside of him into a tiny ball the size of a marble. He then spits it out and grabs it and picks up his sword and seemingly fuses it with the blade, adding yet another gem to it. Remember this? Ichthociumertuugintuol'Magueblituust!!! The same arrows form earlier in this fight materialize (the demon-bane ones), numbering in the thousands, and dart after Xalax, some glancing off L'aximniac's side causing him to bleed some, and they begin moving around the portal, following Xalax wherever he goes.
lunoc 09-15-07, 11:48 AM	but xalax is is next to leap through the portal, and, into laximac. this wont end well
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-15-07, 12:08 PM	Xalax is most likely hit with the bolts as they all flew into the portal after him and he is then spit out, following the now tiny orb, which, combined with the bolts and Xalax himself burns a hole through L'aximniac's stomach and throat but seems to cause him little discomfort, seeing as he is immune to critical hits and he doesn't have to eat anyway. The orb of celestial energy is then caught by L'aximniac and combined with the blade, giving it another jewel.
lunoc 09-15-07, 01:39 PM	but xalax wont move, instead , the voidstone devil drifts back to the armor, witch releases all its energy. the combined negative energy fills the room with solid voidstone. negative energy seeps through the walls and turns the battorian sky (above the training room) black. rifts and portals start to tear open as far as miles away spitting out undead, or pieces of creatures that couldn't fit through. black gore rains down for hundreds of miles. the demons that were in the room, more than likely are instantly crushed.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-15-07, 05:52 PM	One of the jewels on the hilt of L'aximniac's sword begins glowing blue as the voidstone goes around him and Xalax, creating a bubble of force that persists even as the flesh rains from the sky and the undead gather around. The surrounding demons, those left over from my small army are crushed and devoured by the undead. He then looks down at Xalax, If you're dead, your essence is mine!
lunoc 09-15-07, 08:48 PM	ooc: its not raining in the training room, the room itself is filled with a solid block of voidstone (even if it was the size of a average plane) witch xalax is a part of through his armor, that energy has been built up for millenniums. :ooc a voice booms from outside the bubble of force YOUR STILL ALIVE?? the pressure increases tenfold on the bubble, with more concentrated negative energy than anywhere on the negative plane
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-16-07, 08:43 AM	I have had quite enough of these games! Reveal yourself... He raises his sword and begins whispering words.
lunoc 09-16-07, 09:29 AM	FOOL, IM ALL AROUND YOU! the voidstone starts to crack the bubble
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-17-07, 03:20 PM	Octograathovistshuuwerscht'klithomniad! The barrier of force starts to cave in but adjusts itself, shrinking a few feet in radius and therefore making it stronger. L'aximniac then begins to slowly slither into the very center of the mass of voidstone. I see the armor was the real puppet master in this fight... He stabs Xalax as he passes by him, absorbing him into the blade once again.
lunoc 09-17-07, 04:12 PM	ooc: he can move through solid negative rock? and what do you mean by "absorbed again"?? :ooc xalax seems to be part of the stone, gliding through it to avoid laximac
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-17-07, 04:54 PM	ooc: no he can't, he's just displacing it since the bubble he's in can move with him, at least now (he did do some truenaming before he started moving), the absorbed again thing is because Xalax was, well not absorbed but he was combined with his sword after using the portal to get into L'aximniac's stomach and therefore getting crushed with the heavenly orb, which is still in my blade :ooc Hmmmm...neat trick, oh well! He lazily strikes at Xalax with his last tail blade, attempting to grapple him while on the move to the center of the voidstone.
lunoc 09-17-07, 05:22 PM	ooc: he wasn't crushed when he transported himself in laximac, that was when he created all the voidstone, inside laximacs stomach by the way.:ooc laximac's tail bounces off the stone as it leaves the force bubble. contact with the stone annihilates matter that it touches ( or attempts to)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-18-07, 03:08 PM	L'aximniac's tail blade is instantly destroyed by the voidstone. However he still seems unaffected as he keeps moving. Lictothuunirmeniumbraakischt! A faint aura of dark blue then surrounds him and he gains a glint in his eye.
lunoc 09-18-07, 07:50 PM	black gas starts to seep into the force bubble and collect together
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-19-07, 05:08 PM	Heh, when will you learn? As the gas seeps through the shield of force, it bounces off the faint aura that previously surrounded L'aximniac and finally his journey across the arena is at an end. Criiptomatherftendioun'klastanmigt! A beam of light pierces through the voidstone, blowing an immense hole in the center of the rock some seventy-five feet in diameter that is filled over by a portal of some sort that begins sucking everything in the arena, even chunks of earth, onto an unknown plane of existence. L'aximniac, however is grounded and virtually untouched due to the power of his truenaming magic in action.
lunoc 09-19-07, 09:29 PM	the voidstone disappears, leaving behind only the walls of force surrounding the room. a mutilated xalax leaps out of the gas and bites laximac fiercely, gouging him with his large mandibles. xalax is hurt, his left hand has only a middle finger and a thumb. some of the muscles of one of his legs are hanging out, and his right wing is all together missing. but his eyes burn with hatred that laximac has not seen in him so far.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-20-07, 09:15 PM	L'aximniac is injured by Xalax's biting, his other wing has now been ripped off and he is missing an eye. He shoves Xalax off and onto the ground with anger. Xuunomnostinchaniustaqsak... Large chains burst from the ground and attempt to wrap around Xalax. Whether they succeed or not is irrelevant as L'aximniac brings his green-bladed sword down onto Xalax's neck, stopping an inch above the surface of his flesh to avoid killing him.
lunoc 09-21-07, 01:00 PM	xalax hits the ground and his upper body is bound, but with a lightning fast movement he tries to grab laximac with his legs and slam his face into the wall (or ground)
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-21-07, 04:33 PM	L'aximniac is caught off guard and falls over, hitting the back of his head on the ground and breaking the tip of his horn off, causing him to bleed and pass out for a moment or two (although that's kinda like a goblin trying to do that to an orc...) He then breathes his acidic breath weapon at Xalax while on the ground.
lunoc 09-21-07, 04:47 PM	xalax breaks several of the chains, alowing him to avoid the breath, and to grab his maul. he swings his great hammer at laximac.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-22-07, 01:16 PM	As Xalax reaches for the maul, L'aximniac launches his tail at him, knocking him back if it hits. Then, with a flick of his tail, he wraps it around the maul and swings it, as well as his sword, at Xalax's new position.
lunoc 09-22-07, 03:34 PM	xalax spins away from the tail and uses the force of the spin to swing the hammer even harder at laximac's head
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-23-07, 04:08 PM	The hammer hits L'aximniac directly in the temple with as much force as L'aximniac himself could muster forth, however he only has a small scratch where it hit. *Sigh*, when will you learn... He then attempts to seize Xalax with his tail and breathe acid right into his face.
lunoc 09-23-07, 05:41 PM	but when the maul hits laximac a huge explosion erupts from the point of impact. xalax sees the tail coming twords him, leaps sideways, and shouts an incantation. a cluster of large icicles erupt from the ground around laximac, trying to impale him
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-24-07, 04:01 PM	L'aximniac is protected from the spikes by his hide and is raised into the air by them. The explosion scorches one half of L'aximniac's face, destroying his other eye, rendering him blind. However, he then holds up his blade and takes one of the gems off of it, it's the crushed orb of celestial energy. He then slams it into his eye socket and speaks a truename and it then grows to the size of his eye. He looks around, getting used to it and then looks at Xalax with a wide grin. He rears his head back as if to breathe acid but instead jerks it forward and sends a cone of celestial energy forth, about twenty feet in diameter, straight at Xalax as he also strikes at him with his sword.
lunoc 09-24-07, 04:27 PM	xalax uses his remaining wing to shield the blast. when the blast clears, the wing in charred and has several holes in it. laximacs sword slices the wing clear off, but xalax turns and smashes his fist into laximacs face
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-25-07, 04:39 PM	L'aximniac is hit in the face but moves with the force of it, spinning around and uses his momentum to trip Xalax's legs out form underneath him. Aarchlithiodumnorhzicanwerschti!!! As Xalax falls (or not) to the ground, a massive tower, about 80ft. in diameter and easily 400ft. tall juts up from the ground with tremendous speed directly underneath him. The top is lined with spikes that would impale Xalax if he tried to move away from it and the whole thing glows with a faint blue aura.
lunoc 09-27-07, 08:48 PM	xalax leaps forward over the tail, raises the hammer so high that it nearly touches his back, and tries to slam it down on laximac
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-27-07, 08:59 PM	As Xalax raises the hammer, L'aximniac grabs Xalax's wrists and pushes him back, ruining the possible strike.
lunoc 09-28-07, 04:55 PM	xalax is thrown back, and lands on one of his wings, witch he hurls at laximac like a disk
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 09-28-07, 07:35 PM	As Xalax is thrown back, L'aximniac speaks a truename very quietly and gradually, large wings that appear to be made of pure wind, materialize on his back. Before he takes off, Xalax's wing hits L'aximniac in the head, giving him a small cut on the side of his face, he buffets the arena with a blast of wind and flies to the top of the spire.
lunoc 09-29-07, 08:20 AM	xalax appears to grab something with both hands in the middle of the air. if laximac can see magic than it shines brighter than practically anything. it is thick and cord like. suddenly xalax snaps the cord and raw magic pours out. he holds the two ends, even though it is burning him. raw spell energy overlaps the tower and blasts at laximac.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-03-07, 07:08 PM	As the magic rushes up the tower, L'aximniac speaks: Uuqanciusthlkinthimnioesxandidjaam!!! Suddenly, L'aximniac quickly takes off into the air but quickly dives back down, seemingly into the center of the tower. The magic energy explodes off the spire in a gust of wind as the tower itself seems to take on the essence of life. It twists, warps, and grows into the form of L'aximniac and its eyes begin glowing. The figure is some 600ft. long and about 75ft. in diameter. That's interesting...says L'aximniac, the lips to the stone shell around him moving as he speaks. He swings his tail downward at Xalax.
lunoc 10-03-07, 08:52 PM	xalax rips the fabric of magic wide enough in front of him, so that laximacs tail will actually fall into raw spellfire.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-05-07, 10:20 PM	As the tail hits the spellfire, a rock about the size of a gnome is disintegrated (which is pretty for his size). L'aximniac issues a low, rumbling growl and his eyes begin glowing brighter as he chants a truename, his hand becoming surrounded by a fire-red haze as he does so.
lunoc 10-05-07, 10:32 PM	xalax begins shouting a spell and tracing glyphs in the air, it seems particularly verbose. he frantically yells out the words, and soon he is surrounded by glowing symbols.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-06-07, 08:45 PM	L'aximniac slowly reaches toward Xalax with his now magic-wrapped hand.
lunoc 10-06-07, 08:59 PM	laximacs hand bounces off of a wall of force surrounding the web of glyphs
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-09-07, 07:46 AM	If i can't get to you, how will you get to me? :schemes: L'aximniac reaches his clenched fist outward (the one surrounded by the red glowing tendrils) and quickly flicks it open, shooting some sort of magical energy toward Xalax.
lunoc 10-12-07, 08:06 PM	all the glyphs fall onto xalax's body shining gold. the energy hits the wall of force, but does not breach it. xalax 's hand twiches, and the various sharp body parts he has lost fly at laximac at unbelievable speed
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-15-07, 05:19 PM	The magic from L'aximniac's hand flows around the wall of force, forming a bubble around Xalax. As his body parts begin flying at L'aximniac, they are vaporized as soon as they touch the bubble of magic. Trapped, like a rat :devil:...
lunoc 10-15-07, 05:31 PM	ooc: so, the bubble is around xalax? or laximac? as the magic strikes the wall, xalax disappears, to reappear several inches behind laximac he punches him in the back several times in quick succession, each at a different place
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-19-07, 11:15 PM	(the bubble's around Xalax). As Xalax disappears, the bubble of magical energy goes with him, thus burning his hand as he punches L'aximniac.
lunoc 10-20-07, 03:20 PM	xalax's fist punctures the bubble. the bubble continues to disolve around where xalax fist hit
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-21-07, 08:56 PM	L'aximniac utters a truename and something happens in his hand that Xalax can't see since he's facing L'aximniac's back. Suddenly he spins around and strikes at Xalax with a giant sword sized for his stone body that matches his original with as much speed as he can muster.
lunoc 10-24-07, 04:17 PM	ooc: is laximac immune to punching? because i believe xalax struck him several times, and you never said he moved. as laximac spins, xalax catches his arm, and twists it ferociously.
Lord_Of_The_Abyss 10-27-07, 06:23 PM	(No he's not immune to punching...however he does have about 35 or so feet of rock armor, but yeah, a couple rocks are broken.) Xalax grabs L'aximniac's arm and smashes a few stones as he twists, but doesn't otherwise affect it due to his immense size. L'aximniac spins his body and swings his tail around at Xalax.