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Post by DEATH97 on Oct 28, 2006 6:06:03 GMT -5
Mathis picks up some trash on one of the seats and notices Naurotu motioning for him to follow as he makes his way towards the exit. Mathis makes his way to his nephew and see's Larn enter the Arena's stands. Mathis heard of the Breton's loss, but hadn't had a chance to rub it in since his nephew insisted he met with Balin. Mathis grins that he gets another oppourtunity, and can't resist.
"Ah The almighty Larn eh? So tell me Breton... How did you fare in your last match?"
Mathis sneers and shows his rotting teeth through his smile.
"And to a Bosmer of all things... He is half your size. Oh I guess thats only natural... Since your twice his size it only makes sense that you'd be twice as stupid."
Mathis laughs uncontrollably and points his old wrinkled hand at Larn, extending his finger to point at the defeated Breton.
"I told you Brawler... This game is for men, perhaps you should go back down with the dogs where you belong!"
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Post by dogonda on Oct 28, 2006 10:34:33 GMT -5
"Ah The almighty Larn eh? So tell me Breton... How did you fare in your last match?"
Mathis sneers and shows his rotting teeth through his smile.
"And to a Bosmer of all things... He is half your size. Oh I guess thats only natural... Since your twice his size it only makes sense that you'd be twice as stupid."
Mathis laughs uncontrollably and points his old wrinkled hand at Larn, extending his finger to point at the defeated Breton.
"I told you Brawler... This game is for men, perhaps you should go back down with the dogs where you belong!"
Turning slowly, Larn sees the old man, throw insults at him, the words hitting home. He turns, trying to shoulder the pain of his pride. The dark feeling returns, and he bores his eyes deep into the foul mans. " Avenge your pride Larn, it will be easy... He is old and feeble ." The words comming from no where taking hold of Larns mind.
His eyes begin to pulse, an odd thing for outside of a battle. Slowly, he raises from his seat. "Mathius, you had your chance, but now you must be silenced my way," Larn states coldly. Some of the crowd turns as the Arena master and Balin try to push their way through the crowd to subdue Larn. Like a wolf, Larn throws a vicious straight punch, breaking some of Mathius' teeth. Grabbing his arm, He brings his elbow down as hard as he can, the bone snapping loudly. Screaming, Mathius is quickly silenced by a knee to his solar plexus, knocking the air right out of him.
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Post by DEATH97 on Oct 29, 2006 0:28:34 GMT -5
Naurotu watches in surprise as one of his combatants snaps, grabbing his uncle and breaking his arm. The Arena Master sounds out with a powerful voice. "GUARDS SEIZE THAT MAN!!"
Quickly four of the Arena Guards rush towards Larn, The Breton shoves his knee into Mathis's chest before he is taken down by the guards. The combatant struggles as he is pulled towards the exit to the stands. Balin doesn't bother to take his eyes off the match, but sends Goran to help Naurotu with his situation. Goran makes his way through the crowd and Bashes Larns head with his powerful fist. BAM!!
As the Breton loses conciousness, Naurotu looks to Goran. Take that one below. Goran nods as he and two guards carry Larn from the Stadium. The Arena Master looks at the other too guards and addresses them with a serious tone. "See to it that Mathis is taking care of. Get him to the Arena Healer. I have buisness to attend too it seems. That Breton will pay for what he's done to my Uncle."
The guards nod quickly "Yes Sir."
Naurotu nods to the onlookers and gracefully makes his way out of the stands and towards the Dungeon of the Arena.
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Post by me on Oct 29, 2006 2:39:38 GMT -5
ooc: sorry didn't notice your post.
ic:
His opponent crashed into a pillar, and started to throw rocks at him. He tried to deflect the rocks with his hands but only ended up bruised hands. He began to charge at his opponent only to see a short sword flying toward his waist. He tried to bat the short sword away, he only managed to redirect the sword into his thigh.
He pulled the sword out from his skin, and glared at the Khajit. His still winded enemy leaned on the pillar, and scanned for another weapon. He threw the iron short sword at his opponent then once again resumed his charge. He tore the sandy floor of the arena using telekineses. The dust cloud obscured vision. The combatants and the spectators were now blind.
Rage still fueling him, he used a spell of life detection. Once again his enemy came into focus, a target, an outlet for his rage. Destroy him, strangle him with his tail, kill him then mutilate his corpse.
He planted both his hands on a scroll he pulled from his combat pack. The scroll seemed to hover in the air. His other hand rose of its own accord and aimed itself at the Khajit. A bolt of lightning screamed on its way toward his opponent. He followed the lightning bolt, and disappeared.
His opponent managed to dodge out of the blasts way. He blew the dust into his opponents face using his skill of telekineses once again. The dust compacted into solid balls of dirt. The crowd gasped as the balls of dirt flew at J'Narhi. The Khajit once again managed to dodge out of the way.
He ran at his foe, still invisible and planted an open palm into its gut. J'Narhi fell over, unconscious. The demon receded his strength had left him. All his power had left with his rage, and now he could no longer fight. Neither could his opponent however. They both fell slipping into a land of darkness, yet in that darkness only a demon awaited him.
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Post by DEATH97 on Oct 29, 2006 4:53:25 GMT -5
OOC: This was a really good match, I had alot of fun fighting this one. I've sent a PM to Loki to see if he can judge it for us. Good info in your characters thoughts and background, long detailed posts. I think you did everything right. The only area I think you really need to work on is taking control of your opponent, (which I know I already mentioned this after your fight with Ogre) If you can keep from doing that on your turns I'd say you are the best RP'er within the Arena I've seen thus far.
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Post by me on Oct 29, 2006 15:57:03 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah I have trouble not doing that...I'm use to just plain writing...pretty good for my first times doing RP though
and thank you very much!!!
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Post by dogonda on Oct 31, 2006 22:01:22 GMT -5
1...Try to stay in character, use the chat board in the factions section to discuss OOC (Out of Character) battles ahead of time.
Me did a few out of character posts. Death had about one at the end.
2...Don't take control of your opponents actions. Read what they posted and act accordingly. Me you infracted on this multiple times, a definante no-no.
3...You are not Invincible here. you don't have to get hit all the time, but show some sportsmanship and take a blow every now and then.
Death, you got jacked up, I am suprised that your not dead. Me you take a good amount of hits, but still deal out so many blows its insane.
4...No one line posts. You don't have to post 2 pages for your turn, but at least one or two paragraphs should be used for your attacks and other actions
Neither of you had this problem.
I have to say Death won here. He didn't break the rules enough, while Me, im sorry to say and I know your used to regular writing, but I would rather have a shorter post than you taking over your enemy.
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Post by me on Oct 31, 2006 22:04:17 GMT -5
OK
good job Death
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Post by DEATH97 on Oct 31, 2006 22:54:01 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks me! It was a really good battle.
And yes Dagonda I'm amazed J'Narhi is still alive too.. but I had to survive for seven posts... I was racking my brain at some points to figure out how to keep him standing lol.
Most of the time NPC's will slide by and let you win.. for I want to put real players in the slots.. but seeing as its a tournament J'Narhi had to follow the rules.
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