Initiative 6,....natural 1,my lucky streak continues.:)
A muscular half elf walks into the arena, wearing ornate armor with a bandolier of vials slung over it, but seemingly carrying no weapons. He cracks the massive knuckles of one hand while holding a glass vial inthe other. He smiles, revealing red-stained teeth.
Good, a real fight, then. I figured you use weapons like those other pansies. C'mon, let's get this thing started, then.
He drains the potion, throwing the vial to the ground with a crash. Arian crouches low and steps forward, spitting blood-like fluid.
A scarred Oc with a dread wooden mask enters, wearing nothing but a Loincloth. A Longspear Is strapped to his back, and a uncharacteristically shiny buckler is strapped to his forearm, it seems to be made of silver.He's holding a bottle in one hand.
Ooogha Booga
Starting to chant in an undecipherable language he shakes the feathers hanging from his beaded necklace and points his finger at you, the eyes of his wooden mask glowing in an eerie light for a moment.
Blindess DC 16
Arian shakes his head at the spell, then screams, bounding towards the orc and throwing him to the ground.
Sleepy Pete evades the attacks and steps back to get room for another spell.
Cause Fear
As the eyes of his mask flicker up again you feel fear taking hold of your psyche.
DC15 Will or Frightened for rounds.Shaken if save succeds.
Arian rips out his hair and screams in rage, stepping up to the Orc.
Get out of my head!
He tries to grab the terrifying creature.
Ducking under his enemies grasp ,Sleepy steps back once more.This time drawing one of the pieces of parchement tucked into his loincloth and starts chanting again.
Draw scroll of Cause Fear
Cast from scoll
Sleepy is no ordinary witch.:)
Again the half elf furiously throws off the effect of the spell and tries to grab the orc.
Shield of Faith rounds remaining: (7/10), Rage rounds remaining: (5/7)
"Grrrargh"
Sleepy Pete seems upset and flails around with his arms trying to shake of the attacker.
Who's scary now, huh? the half-elf sneers, bludgeoning his opponent with his fists.
Intimidated by his enemies punching power Sleepy Pete realizes that he has to get out of his cornered predicament.
Once I'm in D11 I cast again
Mage Armor
Changed Action. Still move tp D11
Cast other spell.
Blindness
Concentration check Continous damage
DC 10+4+2=16
Failed Concentration check damned
Arian punches furiously, ripping flesh away with his hands. The orc flees, ducking under a vicious haymaker before casting a spell.
Arian chases after his opponent, leaping and smashing the orc in the neck, just under his mask.
End of Challenge Bout
VICTORY TO ARIAN
Challenge Bout
GNASHER VS. RUMPLE
Rumple is about as short and thin as goblins get. His wiry (yet surprisingly well muscled) frame barely fills an overly colorful and quite ridiculous set of Gnomish parade armor. An equally garish armored kilt is strapped on top of this, and from it are hung over a dozen sharp metal rings. Around the plumed helmet circles a single ioun stone, which appears to have been dipped in ink or blood. It circles around Rumple's head like a fly, and is accompanied by a number of real flies attracted by Rumple's aroma. A threadbare cloak, (which matches neither the armor nor the kilt), is wrapped around the tiny knight's shoulders and drags on the ground when he isn't mounted. Strapped to his back are a miniature greatsword and lance. A pair of exceptionally focused orange eyes peer out of from under the helmet's shade.
THAT'S NOT HOW YOU ARBITRATE, YOU NEED NO APPROVAL FROM YOUR LESSERS. SIT YOURSELF DOWN ON THAT THRONE OF JUDGMENT AND RAIN DOWN RULES UPON YOUR SUBJECTS.
FINE, I GET IT. ACT LIKE YOUR CAPS LOCK IS BROKEN.
A REGAL FIGURE IN FLOWING ROBES AND A FOUR-FACED, GOLDEN MASK TAKES HIS SEAT OVER YOUR PIT. WITH HIM ARE SEVERAL GUILDED TOMES BY WHICH YOUR WORTH AS COMPETITORS WILL BE JUDGED AND IN WHICH ARE THE LAWS THAT GOVERN YOUR LIFE AS A PIT FIGHTER. HE BARELY ACKNOWLEDGES YOUR PRESENCE BEFORE SIGNALING TO BEGIN WITH A NEARLY IMPRECEPTABLE NOD.
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Once more the small frail looking goblin would set foot upon the pit floor. Unarmored, with little more than some tattered clothing to hide his more unmentionable features, the little goblin would bare his teeth to his opponent. At his side, a crossbow swung from his belt. In his hand, a vial with some sort of concoction in it.
As the Arbiter gave his signal to start, the little goblin would raise the vial to his lips and consume its contents. Swiftly the potion would take effect, leaving the little goblin no where to be seen.
Non-Action to 5-foot step to B11.
Vanish 2 Rounds
Rumple is visibly enraged by his opponent's actions, and shrieks across the empty sand.
YOU SEE-THROUGH LOSER! WHERE IS YOUR PRIDE!
Rumple leaps onto Pyhrra's back effortlessly, and the wolf saunters forward into the middle of the arena. Rumple rummages through his pockets and grabs a vial while the wolf carries him forward.
Smarter than the average goblin, Gnasher would not respond to his opponent.
Move Action to retrieve Potion of Mage Armor.
Mutagen 200 Rounds
Vanish 1 Round
Rumple swigs the potion in his hand and drops the empty vial to the sand. He then draws the lance from his back as Pyhrra runs around the pillars to the east.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS A FIGHT NOT A DRINKING CONTEST YOU COW HERD!
The little goblin would become visible in B11 for a brief moment before taking cover behind the pillar (C11).
From there, he would quickly consume the contents of a vial while letting another fall to the ground. Swiftly, he would draw yet another concoction filled vial and consume its contents as well before letting both of the now empty vials fall to the ground next to the first.
Free Action to drop empty vial.
Move Action to consume Potion of Mage Armor.
Standard Action to use Extract of Shield.
Free Action/s to drop empty vials.
Current AC 29
Mage 600 Rounds
Mutagen 199 Rounds
Shield 20 Rounds
Rumple wheels Pyhrra around and moves to F09.
With a roar of rage, the little goblin would attempt to tumble in and bite his opponent.
Move Action to tumble to E10.
Standard Action to Bite Rumple.
Current AC 31
Mage Armor 599 Rounds
Mutagen 198 Rounds
Shield 19 Rounds
Rage 1 Round Used
The other goblin dances easily past the tip of Rumple's lance, but his bite is harmlessly shoved to the side by a strange force.
Rumple instantly flees the other direction.
TEETH ARE CHEATING TOO STOP USING TEETH.
Move Action to tumble to G15.
Standard Action to ready bite attack for if an enemy comes within reach.
Current AC 28
Mage Armor 598 Rounds
Mutagen 197 Rounds
Shield 18 Rounds
Rage 1 Round Used
Fatigued 2 Rounds
The little goblin would attempt to yet again tumble up to his opponent (F13). However, this time he would try to take a bite out of his opponent's wolf.
Standard Action to bite at wolf.
Current AC 28
Mage Armor 597 Rounds
Mutagen 196 Rounds
Shield 17 Rounds
Rage 1 Round Used
Fatigued 1 Rounds
As Gnasher comes into range, Rumple abruptly turns face and rides the other direction.
Once Rumple is out of reach of Gnasher's claws he turns back around with an evil grin.
I CAN SEE YOUUUUUUU!
He shrieks at his foe, and as he does so his eyes narrow and his movements become more controlled. Immediately afterwards his muscles bulge, filling out the empty space in his armor as he lets loose another bloodcurdling cry. He uses his knees to spur Pyhrra forward, charging his opponent at an improbable speed and continuing directly past him after a vicious stab with the lance.
Seeing his opponent fleeing from him, Gnasher would continue his approach by once again trying to tumble up to his foe. (F10)