This is Arena One for the Blood in the Sands PVP Arena
RANDOM BOUT! ELIK THE MAGNIFICENT VS SAMURAI JACK
Elik stumbles into the arena, a balding old man with multitudes of missing teeth and wild eyes. He carries a very worn rod in one hand that looks about a foot too short to be a cane, so when he walks he walks very hunched over. He seems genuinely confused to be in the arena. He looks back into the entrance and says I said I needed a privy not an oversized litterbox! I'll have you know I am on very good terms with her majesty the King of Absalom! I will write a most sternly worded letter of my abuses here if it is not rectified immediately. he pauses for a second as if listening to someone before saying What do you mean a fight to the death? You have my signature where? That's definitely not mine it looks like someone signed it with a childrens coloring pen...I own nothing of the sort. The man appears to then be feeling in his pockets and produces a bright red childs pen ...this is my pen! He then continues rambling until his opponent enters before saying Oh very well! But only because the voices in my head are telling me too! And I'm still writing that letter!
The dark-haired lithe Humanoid enters the arena smoothly and calmly, wearing A full Black lacquered O-yoroi armor. A Red Oni Mask is hiding his face. The light catches small bits of metal shining on the armor. He surveys the crowd briefly with a glance before turning to his opponent and bowing. He holds a parchment in one hand and a Katana and a Wakizashi in their scabbard are hanging from his waist. A few spears are slung over one shoulder in a quiver. A banner with Clan colors is attached to the back of the armor
He bow to his adversary and lets him go first.
Elik looks over at the strange person on the other side of the arena and shrugs his shoulders.
Elik makes some quick movements and chants, before a viscous green blob comes hurling out of the end of the rod and streaks across the arena, slamming into your chest and exploding in sizzling acid.
and the samurai falls to the ground dead
Elik looks around at the assembled audience and shouts out ARE YOU NOT ENTER...*cough* *hack* *wheeze*...all this dust is really...terrible...for my allergies. Before stumbling back out of the arena.
Victory to Elik the Senile! Well Fought!
RANDOM MATCH--Honorable Apprentice vs Stonefist Heavyhand. Good luck!
Heavyhand Stonefist W:1, L:0, T:0, Fame:3
The short and squat dwarf is covered from neck to foot in heavy armor, complete with a large shield in his right hand and a broad axe in is left. Across his back is straped a crossbow and a finely woven basket tops his head. Adorning his armor can be seen images of his heraldry, images of dwarves and elephants duking it out, images of dwarves burning in lava and a finely protrayed portrait of a portrait of cheese. On his back is a single word. Boatmurdered...
Tipping his basket hat to the crowds he udders a single phrase.
"Baskets for sale! Only 5sp apiece! High quality!"
The man with the Eastern looks is unarmed and wears only a monk's robe and sandals. He enters the arena with an air of calm.
Wasting no time in getting ready, Heavyhand raises his shield and steps forward.
5 ft step
Standard action total defence
full hps
no buffs
The eastern man ducks behind a pillar.
Since Stonefist is not much of a stealther, he just simply moves to the middle of the arena.
move action move
Standard action total defence
full hps
no buffs
"Aye, with honor. Here, have a basket!"
The Dwarf says while dodging the kick. He then retaliates with a slash of his own.
Taken 0 damage
Fighting defensivly
Switching tactics, the monk takes a step back () and draws forth his spiked chain. Whirling it about his body, he lashes out at the dwarf.
"Oh no you don't, you ain't getting away that easily!"
Having managed to keep close to his chain wielding friend, Stonefist strikes again!
Again, the vicious chain lashes out at the dwarf.
With such an amazing display of martial prowess from both sides, Stonefist wonders why he should stop?
Yet another Standard Attack
Full hp
no buffs
fighting defensively
Once more into the breach...
Stonefist, if you do not post within 12 hours of this post, you will forfeit and Honorable Apprentice will get the win. Carry on!
Victory to Honorable Apprentice
Random bout! Olwyn vs Meng
DC 10 check to hide the palmed Drow poison vials in each hand .
Olwyn strides confidently into the area with tail swishing steadily behind her and eyes scanning the arena. Fresh from her last victory, she beams a menacing smile.
Initiative = 24
Meng Ren Rui enters the arena puffing his pipe. In a flourish, it and his tobacco tin are gone, and a small vial appears in his large palm. He brings his left hand over his right fist in a salute down ring. Wrinkles spread across his face as a grin cracks, revealing meticulously white teeth and dark gums.
Olwyn leaps out of sight to take cover.
Meng watches his opponent dart away and shrugs.
"These things have a way of sorting themselves out."
He takes a gulp from the vial and carelessly tosses it over his shoulder.
Meng pirouettes into a lopsided gait, and seems to walk off aimlessly.
Olwyn remains hidden behind the pillar.
Meng Ren Rui has a devious idea, verging on tactical brilliance. He hides behind a pillar of his own. He flattens himself against the wall, hardly breathing, chuckling at the simplicity of his plan.
Olwyn gracefully moves to H4 and lashes out with her claw .
Meng is impressed with how lithely Olwyn maneuvers herself adjacent to him, deftly evading his reach. When her claw lashes out, he somehow presses himself even tighter against the wall, avoiding the rake.
Meng Ren Rui seems to cling to the stone itself as he defies gravity and his lead leg lashes out in a lance of force, followed by the other, as he twirls with the momentum.
Olwyn shifts her body avoiding the force of the blows, and her eyes grow wide as she lashes out in fury at the green monster.
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Olwyn's claw lashes out , followed by another claw , then she attempts to bite a chunk out of her opponent's flesh , finally another claw swings .
Meng avoids the strikes with a combination of small steps, shifts, ducks and bobs. Hoping to strike from an angle to gain some advantage, he sidesteps around Olwyn and continues the barrage, striking underneath her clawing arms.
Meng's fist lands squarely on the Catfolk's jaw causing her head to snap back violently, but she weaves around the second fist.
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Eyes burning with fury, she continues her assault lashing out in rage at her opponent. Claws lash out followed by fangs and another claw .
Dodging the attacks for now, Meng Ren Rui steps towards Olwyn, his foot pivoting behind her heel, as his palm shoves forward, attempting to throw her off balance.
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Olwyn gracefully dodges the attempt to trip her and swings with a claw as Meng positions himself .
The positioning was a feint, and Meng Ren siezes the initiative and commits to the true strike that he intended when Olwyn extends to strike his percieved vulnerability. He twists his heel as she strikes towards him; the true effort he was making towards. In one movement, he also strikes for her vitals.
Olwyn dodges the trip attempt and his hidden strike as Meng falls prone.
Olwyn then unleashes a furious assault against the grounded hobgoblin:
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Olwyn swings with her sharp feline claws and lashes out with razor sharp teeth finishing up with another swing of her claw.
He writhes like a snake, avoiding all of Olwyn's sharp attacks. Meng's feet swirl in a whirlwind as he rights himself, and his fist strikes for the catfolk.
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Olwyn misses as she swings and takes a hard hit from the hobgoblin as he leaps to his feet.
Olwyn draws a vial from her belt pouch, but fails to do so undetected. She then deftly retreats and seems to disappear as she moves to G6.
Olwyn is hidden at E5.
Meng Ren Rui watches Olwyn disappear around the pillar. He blinks, because she seems to disappear *before* she rounded the pillar. He eyes a corner that looks safe, and leaps towards it, retrieving a vial from his vest on the way.
There is no sign of the cat girl.
Olwyn is in F3.
Meng draws another vial and drinks it, standing motionless, like a statue, eyes unfocused.
A claw strikes out from seemingly nowhere and sinks into the Hobgoblin as Olwyn blurs into sight . Following the initial claw comes a second claw . And finally she attempts to sink her teeth into Meng .
Olwyn's claws slice deeply into Meng's flesh, and he grimaces as he fights off the poisons. His gaze immediately locks on Olwyn's cat eyes before he unleashes a furious assault.
Now time to give a little back! FD, flurryflurry.
BLAM!
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