This is the Blood in the Sands PVP Arena Two
RANDOM BOUT! FELRISA VEX VS MENG REN RUI!
Mengzi Ren Rui stands in the center of the archway, placidly surveying the arena. He stands five and a half feet tall, wearing only simple trousers and a Tien vest. Despite his peaceful expression, Meng Ren feels his heart skip with adrenaline. The contest between two artists of battle, a dance of a duo of destruction, a positive penumbra of possibilities for perfection, is what he has sought and found. Exhaling a cloud of aromatic smoke, he taps out his pipe on the arena wall and leaves it and his tobacco tin in a neat bundle- Kung Fu has no time for pockets. He stands tall, alert, in a neutral stance, ready for anything.
Meng Ren Rui has gotten caught up in his thoughts. Initiative result is 7.
*EDIT* I added "arbiter" in front of initiative, per instructions. Sorry!
A small human woman walked into the arena, half of her face veiled by a mask. Her eyes darted to the crowds, her billowy clothing obvious to not wearing any armor what so ever. She raised her fists as she spotted the over grown goblin.
The Monk quickly dropped into a hybrid of two stances, fingers clawing outwards while arms raised outwards protectively. She waited for the other combatant to make his move.
Meng pulls out a small vial from one of the secret pockets Kung Fu does allow, and drinks it with a grimace. The surface of his skin shimmers a moment, then stops. A smile tugs one corner of his mouth for a brief moment. Meng Ren eyes his opponent and brings both fists up and together in salute, and then he twirls in a tight pirouette a few feet towards Felrisa, ending in a stance that looks deceptively off balance. His fist opens, and he beckons Ferisa Vex.
*EDIT* Added potion description. Also added grid coordinates. Thanks for being patient!
With a grin hidden by her mask she dashes forwards, reaching the center of the arena and fanning her arms slightly outwards, growing more defensive, and dropping into a defensive posture.
Meng cautiously circles his opponent. His steps are small, his arms relaxed and close to his body. His eyes are alert, ready and watching.
With a quick movement she retrieved a vial of liquid from her belt pouch, drinking it quickly and disappearing completely from sight.
Meng Ren closes his eyes and curses inwardly. He takes out another vial and drinks it. His eyes gaze skyward, his face silent with inward contemplation. He clasps his hands in front of him, hoping to weather the storm to come.
With a roar the fighter was suddenly in Meng's face, both hands punching forwards viciously. The attack is so savage it attempts to throw him backwards.
The invisible blows pound Meng Ren's body, but his trunk moves like a tree before a hurricane. He retrieves a glowing tincture, sidesteps, sips it, and spits glittering bright pink fire above him, which settles in the squares surrounding G-13. Meng's eyes flash open and his body tenses, hoping to see his attacker visible.
Reeling with the force, Meng immediately strikes back with lightning speed. A first fist strikes out lightly, and then the second as he shifts his weight with it. Despite his aggressive counter, he still appears highly able to defend himself.
The first punch impacts heavily, the second narrowly missing. Seeing his vigor she puts up her own defense after taking a step back. Pulling out another vial she says "Not bad Green one" and Puts up her arms up defensively.
"Your guard was open. Let's see how strong it is now," Meng says as he lightly steps towards Felrisa, his own defenses high. In a flash, his fist darts out and jabs lightly, looking for weaknesses. A second follows immediately after, Meng swimming through the movements.
Ok I am calling this match for Meng! I know not the way you wanted to win but I am sure your next opponent will be more active.
Yeah, oh well. Till next time!
RANDOM MATCH--Meng Ren Rui vs Sariras Greenscale. Good luck!
A tiny Lizard walks into the arena, clothing composed of leaves, bones and wood, with two straps of leather holding lots of vials and other things. With a elegant bow she eyes up her competition.
Meng Ren Rui enters the arena and placidly surveys his surroundings. He brings his fists together and salutes Sariras Greenscale.
Reacting faster she reached up and grabbed a vial off of the leather holder, twirling the green fluid in her hands.
"Meany Greeny; With extra Meany HAHAHAHAHA~" Comes out of her Fanged Maw, cackling hysterically.
Meng Ren's eyes flash towards the vial, and he eyes his opponent Suspiciously. His fists part, and he opens his hands to reveal a small vial of his own, which he gulps the contents of and twirls into a deceptively off balance stance, like a tree on the side of a mountain.
"You should know, its not easy being green." His voice rumbles low across the arena.
"Green like trees, Green like grass, Green like wolf; No wait, that not right." She says with a chant, before gulping down the contents of the flask, Fangs and claws growing visibly bigger and scales more defined.
Her hand hovers back up and pulls off another flask, smiling a fang faced smile at him.
Watching Sariras' transformation, Meng's eyes widen. A slow grin parts his mouth, revealing his own, if less impressive, fanged canines. Inwardly, his heart flutters, and his senses heighten with adrenaline as the arena seems to grow brighter, and the sounds louder. He breathes deeply and circles the arena.
"Ha. One of us is green like wolf. We will soon find which of us is green like sheep."
She cackles loudly and downs the next drink quickly, air around her lightly shimmering. "Green Sheep, Green sheep, Green Wolf in sheep's Wool~" She grabs yet another drink off her belt and twirls it in her claws.
"Are you the sheep, or the woof? Sairiras Is Dragonborn, so so she is in scales~"
Meng continues his turtle-like advance into Sariras' side of the arena. His breaths begin to come faster as he approaches, but he concentrates, and remains in the place of Focus. On his way he deftly snatches a vial from his vest.
"So much bark, how is the bite?" Meng says in nearly a whisper.
Move 30 feet from C15 to G13
With a chuckle she downed the vial quickly, tossing the glass behind her as she shimmered once more. With a quick stretch of her legs she Dashed over towards the other side of the arena with inhuman speed. "Hahahahah, Greeny Wolf can't catch me~~~"
Meng tenses as the small Kobold springs into action, but relaxes somewhat dissapointedly when she darts away. Still, this new tactic intrigues him.
"Impressive."
Meng circles, trying to predict his opponent's next move. His arms are bent near body, his stance still lopsided. As he moves, you can see how his fabric moves he has other weapons hidden.
The small reptile grins a toothy grin at the larger opponent, running at him, but stopping mid way there, pulling a flask off of the belts and tossing it with a cackle. "Burn the green wolf! Burn BURN!!"
Meng nearly evades the flask, but it strikes his shoulder and bursts. Fire scorches his tough, green skin. Meng Ren's pupils dilate, thunder surges in his lungs, and he surges into action. His movements seem impossibly quick. Meng Ren Rui's gaze locks on his opponents through the smoldering flames, and he bounds right next to her.
"Most impressive. But not enough."
Meng Ren Rui attempts to sieze the small reptile, wherever her darting form may attempt to dodge.
The slippy lizard narrowly dodges the attempt to grab her, retaliating with a bite at his arms for even attempting it, fangs dripping a green liquid.
After the attack she takes a step back and tosses yet another explosive at the hobgoblin. she quickly reached down and ripped out another vial from her belts, filled with a red liquid.
5 foot step back from E-10 to D-10, Standard action to throw a Bomb at him.
5 splash damage if it misses, ref for half at 14dc
Move action to remove Extract of True-strike from her Bandoleer
Meng Ren Rui deftly avoids the kobold's frightening teeth just as another explosive concoction sears his flesh. The burns roll over the already severe ones from the first, and Meng doesn't look like he can take much more. A gasp of air escapes his chest.
"You're a wily one. The end is near, one way or another."
Meng Ren steps towards Sariras, and reaches out towards her, as if he is going to place a comradely hand on her shoulder.
The kobold snaps at the over sized goblin once more, teeth flashing white.
Meng Ren was ready for the baited attack. As the biting maw snaps towards him, he twirls into Sariras, stepping through her legs and locking behind her knee. His large hand then vices onto her shoulder. The movements happen as if a tornado has blown into Sariras.
She lifts her legs in a jump avoiding the leg sweep, but jumped right into the waiting arms of the hobgoblin. Instead of trying to struggle out of it she tosses the red potion skywards, snatching it in her maw, the tiniest cracking followed by gulping was heard; and grabs another bomb, tossing it directly into his face regardless of distance; her scales could take the heat!
5 splash damage if miss, ref for half on splash
Meng doesn't even see the tincture before it breaks, and feels only a flash, and then oblivion. The spectators view a ball of fire which engulfs the two combatants. As the dust settles, the spectators view the small Kobold digging herself out from under the remains of Meng Ren Rui, hardly scorched herself.
The Green kobold hauls herself out from the charred and smoldering corpse, checking to see if it was still breathing. " Green Wolf is actually Green Sheep; Experiments where successful~" She pulls out a pair of glasses from her leaf dress; brushing off the minor burns and prodding the charred scales with a small wince. " The big one scared me a bit; And I despise using my stage persona of foolish Kobold, but if it makes the giants underestimate us it works well~~" She opened another flask of Bomb fluid and took a quick sniff, enjoying the scent, before throwing it back on the corpse to make sure it was dead.
VICTORY TO SARIRAS GREENSCALE!
Random bout! Ripley vs BASHA
From the southern end of the arena scuttles a tiny frog man, hop-stepping out of the darkness. It takes one look at the massive figure opposing him. The sand at his feet gets damp.
Soldiering on, he raises his musket, ready to hop.
BASHA strides back into the arena eager to prove himself after his last embarrasing deafeat.
"Prepare to die maggot."
The frog—all cute-big-eyed and afraid—hops to the center of the arena, raising its little gun in a parody of menace.