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Post by Khornate Marksman on Oct 11, 2006 15:53:52 GMT -5
This is not good said Jerek as more obnoxious people begin to fill in the spots behind them. One wretch yelled at Jerek to move his ass. Jerek turns around, eyes burning with hatred. The man begins to back off. Jerek throws a fireball at the mans face. The man falls down the stairs clutching at his face, screaming in pain. The rest of the people got up as fast as they could and ran down the stairs.
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Post by dogonda on Oct 11, 2006 16:07:38 GMT -5
Screaming a spell of my own, the scamp disappears instantly. Not quick enough, the lightning burns my leg muscles, causing me to roar inhumanly with pain, the 2 indents on my neck slowly dripping blood. Seeing him comming I kick him in the stomach, as I leap to my feet. Panting, I chant a brief spell, bringing back one of the corpses from underneath the sand. Imbuing it with my power, a Dread zombie arises from the sand, its dead eyes souless, just being driven by my magicka. Imbuing both my mace and blade with lightning, I quickly fortify my speed and charge my opponent.
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Post by RareCarpet on Oct 11, 2006 16:12:01 GMT -5
Krans stumbleds from the blow of the kick. He calls upon a Daedroth to fight the Zombie. Krans stands up, gasping, and calls upon one last reserve of magicka. He aims a spell of weapon disintegration at the two weapons coming at him as he scrambles for his shield, which was lieing on the ground 10 feet away.
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Post by dogonda on Oct 11, 2006 16:21:04 GMT -5
Suddenly, the weapons in both of his hands turn to sand. Cursing about how this would never happen with his true weapons. Throwing both of them to the ground, he casts another conjuration spell. A new mace appears in his hand, the crimson edges glinting in the sunlight. A shield covers his other hand. Roaring, Larn bolts over to his foe, trying to end it quickly.
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Post by RareCarpet on Oct 11, 2006 16:23:07 GMT -5
Krans picks up his shield while running. Thinking fast he runs to one of the pillars nearby. He ripps the chain off and melds it to his shild with magicka. He turns and flings it at Larn, its spinning extremely fast.
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Post by dogonda on Oct 11, 2006 16:29:50 GMT -5
Smashing him in the upper jaw with the blunt hand, Larn warbles in pain as blood fills his mouth. Picking the chain up, he pulls the Argonian towards him vicously. Grinning, he is struck heavily by inspiration. Screaming another spell, he absorbs all the life power from the Dread zombie, turning it into magicka. Roaring again, Larn uses all his magicka to send a exceptionally powerful lightning spell towards his opponenet.
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Post by DEATH97 on Oct 11, 2006 16:52:23 GMT -5
OOC: (if this is the end) This was a close one. some small spelling errors with both battles, that I only pick on in these really close battles. Dagonda's posts were usually longer, and alittle more detailed than rares. Rare had really good moves, and a few I thought were really thought out. Still beating an Argonian with his own tail.. Now thats classic.
I declare Larn the winner of this battle!
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Post by RareCarpet on Oct 11, 2006 16:55:56 GMT -5
Krans sees the magicka flying through the air at him. He can't move fast enough and is struck heavily by the blow. His head swirls and blackness engulfs his scarred body.
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Post by RareCarpet on Oct 11, 2006 16:56:49 GMT -5
OOC: Ya it was taking too long
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