...Wells I guess we are even, your up next lass...
"So that's 25 points to the little 'un and 20 points to Krune. The halfling Skiddifig leads by 5," says Tuon pointedly.
Creed goes upstairs to secure his belonging, reflexively putting his hand where his money bag used to be. If I ever catch that thief... He doesn't complete his own thought, however.
Devoid of weapons, he returns downstairs to see Tuon, Bri, and Skidd engaged in a game of knives with a burly Dwarf. But, it's the wrestling that really catches his eye.
"Haw!" he lets out a laugh of excitement and walks over to the wrestling stage to see how the game works.
Skiddifig notices Creed heading towards the wrestling stage and groans.
"Well I guess that just leaves me to get the job done." Bri does some crazy arm stretches and wiggles her butt a bit for good luck then takes her first dagger does a few practice flicks with her wrist and then lets it fly. Bri then turns to the Dwarf, Tuon and Skidd and gives them a shy little smile, "I am just warming up wait for the next two rounds!"
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"Alright, my turn again."
Skidd takes the next dagger, aims, and...
...Hits the first ring!
Taking the next dagger, Skidd takes aim...
...and hits the second ring!
With his third dagger, he throws and...
Hits the second ring once more!
He sighs in relief. "I believe that's 20 points right there."
After Bri's last throw Krune's face is taking on a scarlet color as he holds in his laughter. "Huh.... ah better luck next time."
Krune watches Skidd with a more serious face and nods when Skidd is done. "Well done." He takes the daggers and lines up.
With a flick of his wrist he sends the dagger out and nicks the edge of the first ring.
He takes aim and throws his second dagger hits the second ring.
Krune tugs on his beard before his last throw and the dagger hits the first ring again.
"Now is looks like we are even." Krune says as he hands the daggers to Bri.
"45 for both Skidd and I. Lets see what you can do Bri"
Bri takes a swig of her ale, looks at everyone and then walks up to grab the daggers. "Well lets see what I can do this time. Bri walks away from the throwing area feeling a little bit cocky about her chances and gives "the boys" a shi**y smile. " I think I am starting to get warmed up now!"
Skidd shrugs. "Let's see how I do this round.
Aiming his dagger, he takes aim and...
...Misses the board. Sighing, he throws the next knife and...
...hits the third ring. looking distinctly annoyed, Skidd throws his last dagger with all his might...
It hits the first ring.
Skidd sighs. "Well, nice knowing you guys, that's a mere 11 points. Now, I'm going to cut my losses. Meaning, I'm going to go try and convince Creed to do some wrestling so I can bet some money on him. Not much left...", he says, jingling his near-empty coin bag, "...but maybe I can get something."
"Haw!" he lets out a laugh of excitement and walks over to the wrestling stage to see how the game works.
A muscle bound man with a long handle bar mustache spins as a thin elf circles him. The elves muscles snap taunt as he darts in and sidesteps the big mans lunging grasp and wraps his arms around the big mans neck. Locking his arms he starts squeezing down on his throat. For about thirty seconds the big man pulls at the elves hands and arms and then his grip goes slack and the elf lets go letting the man collapses to the floor. A gnome quickly moves in and checks the unconscious man and the human the starts to regain his senses.
The elf pulls on a tunic and sits down at the table as people start buying him drinks and the gnome directs the stagging loser off the stage and walks to the edge.
"For those of you that have just arrived I am Vorin and I am a trainer and recruiter for the Crucible, the local sports arena. Tonight I am offering ten gold and a chance to compete in the Crucible if you can beat one of my men." Vorin walks the length of the stage, "As you just saw Sharion is one of my better fighters so unfortunately the man you just saw didn't get the ten gold. Is there anyone else out there that would like to try?" Vorin waves to a large half-orc standing by the stage and he hops up and walks next to the gnome. "Kern will be the next fighter and who ever is still conscious at the end wins. Anyone?"
Skidd turns to Krune and Bri. "Well, I'm obviously going to lose, so i'll go to see Creed. Tell me which of you wins."
He runs up to Creed. "Well, are you going to try it? I don't have much gold left, but I can bet what I have! I'd guess that you could take that half-orc, and at any rate, I'll have to take the chance. I want to win back some of my gold."
Skidd turns to Krune and Bri. "Well, I'm obviously going to lose, so i'll go to see Creed. Tell me which of you wins."
Krune takes the daggers from Skidd, "Well you never know but you did well anyway."
The dwarf steps up to the line and throws his first dagger and is hits the third ring.Grumbling he throws his second dagger and hits misses the board by a hair.
"Mordin damn you" he shouts at the board and with a grimace he throws his last dagger and just barely hits the third ring.
With a growl he walks up to Bri, "Wells done it seem you don't even have to throw your last three daggers to beat me, only you companion." He walks a couple steps away and turns. "If I didn't know better I would say I was hustled but I am in a good mood tonight. Maybe when your done you can buy me an ale."
Bri grins as the dwarf loses to her. "Well I am sorry that you didn't beat my companion but I will buy you a pint for offering me the chance to show Skidd just who I am." Bri grabs the first dagger and starts her throws. After her first throw she looks as the dwarf as he gets a grin on his face. She throws the second and lets a sigh out as she grabs the third and final dagger. As it finds its mark she looks to see if Skidd came back to watch her throw. When she realizes that he didn't she is slightly hurt that he didn't bother to watch her but instead would rather watch Creed. She grabs a barmaid, orders a pint for the Dwarf, Tuon and herself and starts to head towards the wrestling match. Bri looks to find where Skidd went so that she can get the gold that is owed to her.
Krune thanks Bri for the ale and hands her the ten coins he owes her. As Bri wanders over to help convince Creed to earn some money Roderick waves Tuon over to a table in the corner. He is sitting with a dark haired human with a small goatee. "I have been asking around and I think you should talk to this man." Roderick says when Tuon gets close enough.
Tuon shakes Krune's hand and moves over to Roderick.
"Bri - tell me how you do against Skiddifig."
"So, brother, what is the story?" Tuon asks, his ears twitching.
Skidd sees her approaching. "I lost, correct?", he asks. "Thought I would. How close was it? Did I lose badly?"
He runs up to Creed. "Well, are you going to try it? I don't have much gold left, but I can bet what I have! I'd guess that you could take that half-orc, and at any rate, I'll have to take the chance. I want to win back some of my gold."
Creed cracks a crooked smile at Skidd. "A chance? HAW!"
Creed stands up to full height and pulls off his chain shirt and the shirt underneath. "Hold these for me, if you would," he says to Skidd. More striking than his considerable frame and muscles are the circular red tattoos that cover most of the right side of his body.
He turns to Vorin, "Kern you say?! I will best this man." He hops up on the stage.
Skidd quickly runs to the rest of the onlookers. "I'll bet my five silver on the tattooed man."
Bri walks up as Creed is taking his shirt off and she catches herself gasp for breath at the sight of his chest and those amazing tattoos. She hears Skidd shout out a bet, "I will double that bet!!!" Bri says to whoever needs to know as she stands by Skidd all the while never taking her eyes off of Creed's half naked body. Bri finds herself standing there with her mouth half open
"Excellent lets see what you got." says Vorin as he leaps from the stage.
"Kern you ready?" The half-orc nods as he looks Creed up and down.
"Challenger are you ready." Vorin asks Creed.
Roderick steps out of the booth to let Tuon move against the wall across from the man he was talking to. Roderick sits down again but keeps his gaze focused on the people nearby.
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"Excellent lets see what you got." says Vorin as he leaps from the stage.
"Kern you ready?" The half-orc nods as he looks Creed up and down.
"Challenger are you ready." Vorin asks Creed.
"Wish me luck!" Creed says to Bri with a wink.
"Yes!" He roars, "I am ready!"
Vorin looks to both fighter and then shouts, "Go!!"
Kern steps to the right and after a couple small jabs that miss and then he steps forward smashing his thick right fist into Creed's jaw.
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Tuon
Kern steps to the right and after a couple small jabs that miss and then he steps forward smashing his thick right fist into Creed's jaw.
Creed's head snaps back, but he smiles and spits out some blood. "Haw!" He returns the jabs and then bounces and tries for an uppercut:
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"I'll tell him. Thanks Torn. One question though, everyone has heard stories about the Psion Ruins, but what is the word here about them?" Tuon involuntarily scratches at his scarred chin.
Kern steps to the right and after a couple small jabs that miss and then he steps forward smashing his thick right fist into Creed's jaw.
Creed's head snaps back, but he smiles and spits out some blood. "Haw!" He returns the jabs and then bounces and tries for an uppercut:
Creeds fist slams into Kern's jaw smashing his teeth together. Shaking his head he circles to the right and lunges in grabbing Creed around the waist.
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Tuon
"Rod, he sounded genuine. But perhaps let's get to know these guys here better before we offer them demons and psions."
Tuon reflects on the group around, Bri, Scarrd, Creed, Skiddifig.
He murmurs finally, "let's find out a bit more about Mister Juris too."
Skidd groans. "C'mon, Creed!", he shouts, "Don't make me lose all my money!"
Still snoring, and Scardd recommends not lifting the blanket.
Taken by complete surprise Creed feet come off the stand floor and Kern stands with Creed on his shoulder. Kern spins to face the crowd and the tavern thunders with the shouts from the spectators. He bends at the waist and slams Creed down on his back knocking the wind out of him.
Creed jumps up makes a grab for the half-orc. "Haw! Nice one!" He yells with glee.
"Come on Creed. Stop playing with him and finish the fight," Tuon shouts. He waves his tankard of ale in encouragement.
Creed jumps up makes a grab for the half-orc. "Haw! Nice one!" He yells with glee.
Kern grabs at Creeds hands and tries to fend off his powerful grip but Creed grabs the half-orc in a bear-hug. Creeds back and arm muscles bulge as he squeezes down on the half-orcs back.
Kern reaches around and grabs Creeds hands trying to break his grip.
Kern reaches around and grabs Creeds hands trying to break his grip.
Kern struggles with Creeds hand but can not break his hold.
Creed maintains his hold on Kern with considerable strain. His back ripples and sweat drops down the back of his neck.
He thinks about hurling the Half-Orc off the stage until he has visions of him flying into Bri and Tuon. "Lucky you," he grunts.
Time to end this, he thinks as he brings his knee up into the Half-Orc. Repeatedly.
"Kord thinks you're ugly," he grunts again.