Bout One
ROLG VS. JOHNNY
Initiative:
Out of the darkness of the southern entrance stomps a fiery-maned dwarf so short and stocky he looks like a square. Every short dwarf joke you've ever heard comes to mind with this guy, but at the same time, he looks so solid the jokes would simply bounce off of him and collect at his armored feet.
As he steps into the light of the arena, he shields his eyes and looks around at the arena, the fans, and finally his opponent, giving a nod of satisfaction to it all. He is decked out like some kind of martial christmas tree. Well-polished four-mirror armor reflects the bright light of the arena, a trio of polearms balance across his right shoulder (held lazily in place with a spiked-gauntleted fist), a single shot-size flask of liquid is clenched in his opposing spiked-gauntleted fist, and a small armory hangs from an array of slings, hooks, and sheaths all over his body. And that's not even accounting for the strange symbols, items, and pouches hanging from his belt.
The dwarf stops for a moment at his entrance and watches his opponent. Then, he shrugs and sets down two of the pole arms he was carrying, planting the butt of the third in the white sand at his feet.
Johnny steps out into the pit, clad only in robes, and with pale tattoos writhing across his thin, dark body.
As soon as he spots his opponent across from him, he lets out a war-cry, twists his arms, and sends a barrage of four purplish projectiles at Rolg in the shape of fists. Then he scurries the short distance behind the pillar to his left.
magic missile (as if you couldn't guess)
And yes, I really cast that at CL 7.
The barrage of arcane missiles slam into Rolg, knocking him momentarily back onto his heels.
Rolg's eyes narrow on the dark man hiding behind the pillar, and a series of dwarven curses are muttered to no one in particular. He drops the vial in his left hand as he hustles across the arena, preparing a response.
Johnny hears the shuffling of Dwarven feet approaching him from the other side of the pillar. He takes a deep breath, dashes out into the open, and launches another barrage of missiles.
Rolg points at the caster and shouts a few piercing syllables. The sound from the dwarf's mouth is amplified a hundred-fold inside his mind, threatening to interrupt his own spell.
Johnny staggers back under the assault of the unfamiliar spell, and his arcane words and gestures falter as he finds himself unable to act.
Rolg steps toward the dazed caster, exploding up to twice his size at the same time. His face contorts with rage as he slams his monstrous hammer down on top of his opponent.
Already weakened by his foe's spell, the hammer's mighty blow crashes into Johnny's body, sending him careening into unconsciousness.
Rolg is fully in the grips of the battle frenzy. His hammer rises and falls another four times, pounding out a deep, resounding series of booms for the fans... as well as splattering the sand and wall with jets of dark blood.
Finally, the feral side of the dwarf's brain (which is clearly in full control) seems satisfied that his opponent is no longer a threat, and he releases his strangle-hold on his own adrenaline.
He walks to stand over his fallen foe, gasping for breath as he kicks the pulpified corpse with his boot. With a nod, he raises his blood-spattered hammer high, takes a few turns to the crowd, and roars a few victory laughs.
Happy with his first outing in this new arena, Rolg shoulders the polearm once again and swaggers back across the arena sands, pausing briefly to pick up the abandoned vial.
End of Bout One
VICTORY TO ROLG
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Glad we could entertain you, Arbiter. :D
Challenge Bout
VIRONUS VS. BASHA
As Vironus enters the Arena, he seems fixated on his target, looking at nothing else but the man who will either end his life, or fall to the blades he carries.
As this tall and dark haired man enters the arena, little can be seen of him behind the large shield he carries.
"The crow cries and BASHA appears"
Get ready to get stomped
Initiative:
Dropping his shield where he stands, Vironus paces towards his target, drawing his two weapons as he advances.
Full of anticipation the BASHA moves to engage, drawing his weapon while closing in.
Come here you Pixie!
I draw my sword as part of my move action and stert my rage as a free action
EDIT: no wait I meant I move F10
Vironus grins, as the giant brute approaches
As he gets closer, Vi slings out a swift strike.
Now with the brute in front of him, Vironus attacks with both blades simultaneously.
[ooc]Attack 1:
EDIT: seen your Edit Vironus
"MUAHAHAHA...you hit like a girl, human"
I make a Full-Attack as well.Wild Fighting no less.
Hit:
Damage: 1
2
Oh common...bad rolls
BTW you don't get an AOO if I move into a square you threaten, only moving out of it would give you one.
But whatever 4 damage doesn't matter to me:)
Well at least I'm not ugly!
With that Vironus takes two more swings at the towering beast.
Attack 1: 16, damage 9
Attack 2: 16, damage 2
Vi takes a 5 foot step directly backwards.
"WHAT...Nobody calls me ugly and lives. DIE LITTLE MAN" BASHA screams while swinging his sword in deadly Arcs, as Vironus words seem to hurt him more than his puny swords.
Full Attack Wild Fighting
HIt:
Damage:
"crappy rolls agin"
You will meet your end in this arena today!
Vironus continues striking out at his opponent, with nothing but victory in his mind.
Attack 1: 26, damage 5
Attack 2: 10, damage 7
Attack 1 crit: 22, damage 7
BASHA shrugs of the everything the nimble human throws at him ignoring further slices that open gnashing wounds across his mighty chest.
"MUAHAHA....YOU CAN'T STOP THE BASHA"
Wild Fighting again
hit:
Damage:
EDIT: If that last crit was 12 Damage then I would have needed to activate my Ring of ferocious action I think, because I would have been at negative hitpoints. Would have been a free action anyway though.
Finally...see if that'll hit ya
1 Hit:20
dam:18
2 Hit:22
dam:19
Vironus, caught off guard for a split second, took two attacks that sliced deep through his chest, severing arteries as the momentum carries them.
I will meet you......a...ga...in.
Vi drops to the floor, face down in the dirt and sand, in a crimson pool of his own blood.
Vironus, caught off guard for a split second, took two attacks that sliced deep through his chest, severing arteries as the momentum carries them.
I will meet you......a...ga...in.
Vi drops to the floor, face down in the dirt and sand, in a crimson pool of his own blood.
So you are dead already? Not even half time for me bro.:)
I could have lasted a lot longer
I thought you'd be on 41 life max, not near 80 lol. What the hell. Your con must be far higher than +4, because assuming you're a barbarian, you have 1d12hp, 1 favoured class. Then for life past level 1, you have 1d6+1 + your mods if I recall.
I'm breathing but unconscious.
So you live? In that case the match is still on, because I might accidentally kill myself before killing you.(Yes you read that right:))
Confusion save for reducing vironus to zero hitpoints
DC 9
WILL
If that fails confusion roll to determine my action
I lose 1 hp and use another charge of my ring. Then coup de grace.
33 damage DC 43 fort or die
I think I won. Bravely fought Vironus:)
Meta-ing but down by a little. We're only level 3 so your 37 damage was enough to drop me lol. I need to know how you have so much life for future reference. :-P
BASHA don't tell:)
Your double sided blade tears straight through one side of Vi's body, splitting it down one side.
Haha, well fought Mr.ogre XD
End of Challenge Bout
VICTORY TO BASHA
Bout Two
TRIHEDRON VS. VIRONUS
As Vironus enters the arena, shield in hand and blades still sheathed, he looks around to see little to no crowd at all.
Disheartened by his last two losses, he looks fourth towards his opponent and shrugs.
A thaa our' kurur zhaant az pourzh! A gaarh kakkark nurrk hazrkat urrhrhurrarkth. Thkann, azwakah our'h gazikurho azkazarthk la, nak'th 'azga az tharg kurkak'ah!
Feet planted firmly on the ground, bow in hand, the dwarf is a mask of stone, his face expressionless. But when the man on the other end of the pit addresses him in dwarvish, a hint of surprise crosses Trihedron's eyes - he offers a short nod as a confirmation.
5
Ever cautious of what may happen, Vironus steps behind the closest pillar, slipping out of sight.
Action 1 - 5ft Step to K9 behind pillar (you've said this is allowed in a suprise round, so I've done it). :)
Action 2 - Vi plants his shield into the ground as a standard action and grants himself total concealment, facing to the right side of the map