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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Fri Apr 06, 2012 8:12 pm

Static advanced forwards slowly at first, making sure she had properly hit Rhys’ eyesight before attacking, slicing through the length of his arm as he pulled it up to block her. A fool! And mad too, from the way he suddenly started laughing, despite obviously not being able to see her still- he was lunging around like a wild beast, trying to get in a hit here or there, without actually being able to tell where she was. She backed away from his crazy swing, pulling her sabre close so he couldn’t accidentally catch it and wrench it out of her hand. That was the last thing she needed.

Not wanting to get close to him while he was making such unpredictable swings, Static continued to slowly back away, keeping her eyes focussed on Rhys. Maybe she could get around to his back, where he could reach less easily? She started to quietly pad around, crouching lower to the ground and running; he wouldn’t expect her to be down low, so his attacks would probably be mostly aimed at torso or shoulder level. She hoped. Getting into a position she thought was good, she dashed forwards again, slicing her blade across where the underside of his right arm might be. If she could get in a good hit there, she might be able to make him drop his weapon, and then he would be a lot easier to take down.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Fri Apr 06, 2012 8:46 pm

Rhys hadn’t expected his attack to hit, but somehow it still caught him by surprise when he missed. He stumbled a little, but managed to keep more of his balance since the attack had been aimed lower; another over arm swing would have taken him off his feet completely. He straightened up and looked around, still blinking to try to clear his vision. He couldn’t /see/ Static anywhere, which meant she had to have gone either to his right (as it was his right eye that the novelty patch covered) or behind him. He decided to presume somewhere in the middle, and took a large step in the opposite direction – forwards and left. As he did, however, he felt a breeze behind his right arm, and a second line of fire opened up just above is right elbow. It wasn’t a deep cut – he had stepped away just in time to save his arm’s function, but it didn’t need to be. His arms were thin and scarred enough already, and the tendons supporting his forearm were barely a half-inch below his skin. He gave a roar and whirled around, the heavy ball at the end of his flail making a wide arc around him in the direction of the attack, but he found his arm sagging even as he turned. What was meant to be an attack at chest-height would have ended up at about knee height, but his fingers managed to stay locked around the handle of his weapon. That mean the tendons hadn’t been cut, thank goodness, so he could persevere with that arm for a while longer before being forced to use his weaker, barely controllable left hand instead. That made him grin again, his expression matching the little yellow version over his eye.

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Jackdaww had barely finished thinking to himself that he would have to clean his blade after the battle when the heavy blow hit the back of his knee. Years of training had taught him to keep his knees soft at all times, so his leg bent easily with the blow, sending him over backwards but protecting his joints from lasting damage. He spun his other leg in a wide arc, turning the ungraceful fall into what could have been a devastating kick, and leaned to make his shoulder touch the icy ground first. Once the shoulder touched down he rolled – or at least he started to. There was a sickening crunch as the ice gave way, turning his roll into a spiralling skid across the ground. The ice-hole he had fallen across wasn’t large enough to get stuck it – just enough to put his balance off. However, he had a clear view of Silence’s ankles, and directed a wide slash towards them as he struggled to get a grip on the ice to stop himself spinning. If he was lucky at least one of the semi-accidental attacks would have hit, letting him keep his advantage.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons [Jackdaww vs. Silence]   Fri Apr 06, 2012 9:19 pm

While she took a bruise-worthy kick to the side of her face, she could just barely see the glint of the blade as it came at her ankles. Noticing that he was on the ground, she rolled with the direction her head was facing in order to avoid possibly getting her feet cut off. Of course once on the ground she was a sitting target so she tried to move across the ice to get out of the way.

After a few minutes of slipping and sliding around trying to get her bearings, she noticed that Jackdaww was having much the same issue. 'Perhaps he is not so skilled after all if I tripped him up so easily.' she thought to herself as she steadied herself low to the ground. She moved to stand and remembered her match just in time for the ice around her to start cracking. In a moment of panic she moved back just out of reach of Jack's blade, once again putting her fireball idea out of her head. 'Gotta watch for weak points in the ice as well as an over-sized hairpin slicing at my ankles. This just keeps getting better.'

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Fri Apr 06, 2012 10:32 pm

Static stepped aside as fast as she could following her attack, almost tripping over her cloak in her haste. Ooh, he was definitely angry now, if he hadn’t been before, his yell putting her even more on her guard than she had been before. It would make his attacks wilder, make him less easy to predict. His use of a flail was hard enough to work out already too…

She wasn’t expecting his attack either so fast, or so low- she had taken on a defensive stance, angling her body away from him in case she had to leap away again, or move out of the way of a body-height attack. She managed to just about get up a defensive shield of electricity in time, stopping his flail from smashing her kneecap into pieces, but that didn’t stop the force of it knocking it sideways off her feet. She slid across the ice, hands instantly freezing with the cold of the ground, her grip locking in place around her sword even tighter. She scrambled up to her feet again, grimacing as she put her weight on the knee Rhys had just attacked. Just because his flail hadn’t hit her knee directly didn’t mean that she hadn’t been hurt from it; it was just lighter, bruises rather than shattered bones. She hissed and frowned, sending off another bolt of electricity in his direction. That would keep him busy for a bit.


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Rissul slowed his attack as he caught Baldasarre underneath his hand, pushing him against the ground with force, but not as much force as he could have used. He didn’t want to crush the little creature, and he was used to shoving around other fireeyes (to a certain extent), rather than humans or… giant weasels. It was a horrible way to die, being slowly crushed, and the last thing he wanted was to kill Baldasarre anyway. Rissul moved closer once he was firmly pinned, spreading out his weight properly on his four legs and pressing a little harder down. He didn’t want to crush him, but that didn’t mean he didn’t not want to beat him either.

What he didn’t expect was the weasel to suddenly bite him, and he growled angrily, retracting his hand slightly, shaking it to get Baldasarre off. The bone he had grabbed onto cracked with a horrible sound, then shattered, turning into dust and broken black fragments. He hissed, wrenching the rest of his hand away from biting-distance and shoving down harder. “Ouch. That hurt.” He would squish the air out of the weasel, until he begged for mercy, or he went through the ice. It wasn’t overly thick.


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Kidas’ attacks from the air were predictable, but they seemed to be working, so she wasn’t going to go changing her pattern. Her foot was really starting to hurt though, and it was suddenly made worse as he got another good swipe in at it, taking off another bit of the end of her wing at the same time. She squealed, flicking blood everywhere as she flapped to keep in the air, then touched down to ice gingerly, putting most of her weight on her still-whole foot. She touched one wing to her other foot, hissing when her feathers came away stained dark with blood.

Despite Talos now being stuck in ice (good riddance), she was reluctant to try and attack him. He was still armed with those sharp, sharp swords, and she didn’t want to lose any more of her feet than she already had. A claw perhaps? Then she remembered the short dagger at her belt and pulled it out, fixing the two claws on the top of her good wing around its hilt with great care before hopping forwards, hanging back and testing the ground under her feet. She didn’t want to fall through the ice too.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:36 am

Well that is interesting. His opponent rhymed, and a scythe a very interesting weapon. He would have to keep out of its reach or get inside it. The frigid winds flutter the silk shirt he was wearing as he drew the twin swords that crossed his back. The hilts were not in the usual position that most wore it in, were most had them pointing towards the sky he had them pointing to the ground.

Drawing the blades he holds them at his sides as he waits for his opponent to stand. He would not fight someone who is sitting on the ground. Rotating his wrists the blades flash and swirl in the light. Mas closed his eyes for a moment as he feels the beast begin to rise. He knew his eyes would change to gold if he kept them open. Pulling the creature back into the darkness where it snarled and snapped. He could not let it win control, at least not yet.
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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sat Apr 07, 2012 6:36 am

And just like that the ground beneath her shattered, causing her to gasp a cuss just before she plummeted. But it wasn't far and she'd immediately rolled upon landing, reducing the shock in her ankles that could potentially sprain them. Her bow had escaped damage, but the arrow she'd nocked was splintered.

That was the least of her concerns. Before her, no more than a couple feet away was her opponent. A quick up-and-down assessment told her he was damn skinny, hurt, strong, and much more comfortable in close-quarters-combat. Any man brandishing a sword when his ankle was hindering him had confidence in his close-quarters game.

She slid backwards, nocking an arrow and drew it, firing at him point blank. As she slid back to nock another arrow, her opponent attacked, seeing his window of opportunity. She abandoned the effort and just barely dodged him, decided to radically change her tactic.

She ran, unabashed.

Navigated the twists and turns in ever-rising panic. She was soon unsure of where she was and as she pressed back against a wall, felt it give way, the entire floor underneath it caving. She let out a scream as she toppled backward, tumbling end over end down a pebbly incline, coming to a full stop at the bottom.

Breathing hard, she got up and inspected her bow. A little worse for the wear, but made of sturdy stuff. It helped that she'd let it go as she'd fallen, and it'd clattered to the ground with much less ceremony than she had. Her quiver was empty only two arrows, leaving her with more than enough to carry out this battle. If the hobbled man could catch up to her with any kind of ease. She doubted it, and began inspecting the area. Found a suitable stalagmite to take shelter behind.

Absently she wondered what the cavern was normally used for. It had such a high ceiling and a wide open area leading off to another tunnel, though she was shielded from view from both entrances.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sat Apr 07, 2012 6:38 pm

As his flail rebounded off Static’s electrical shield, Rhys’ vision cleared a little more – just enough for him to see her go skidding across the ice. He flexed his arm, using the brief pause in the battle to check how well his arm was functioning, and foolishly took his eyes off Static. Seconds later, the bolt of electricity struck him – right over the reinforced patch on his armour. The leather there was thick, so the electricity itself only barely reached him, giving him no more than a sharp shock, but the force of the blow was something else entirely. As it hit, his side exploded with agony, causing him to give a howl. He had hoped the old scar hidden beneath the many layers of leather and padding wouldn’t be a clear weakness, but it was too late to hide it now. He felt like he was on fire – his entire right side burned as the scar threatened to open up, and that fire slowly merged into his mood. “I’ll kill you for that!” He bellowed, swinging his flail over his head to bring it crashing down onto where he though Static would be. He was wrong – he missed by about a yard, and stumbled, the metal teeth of his weapon stuck in the ice. He pulled frantically, wincing occasionally as the wound at his side tugged painfully, in an attempt to free the weapon to protect himself with.

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Jackdaww leapt to his feet easily, using his back to push himself off the ice to land on his feet. For most people it would require huge amounts of upper-body strength, but Jackdaww’s light frame worked perfectly to his advantage. However, while he was distracted by trying to right himself, he failed to notice the lit match in Silence’s hand. The fire wrapped around him, scorching skin and burning hair before he managed to leap out of its path. Great, now he’d have a silly haircut for the rest of the tourney!

“I forgot you were a fire breather.” He spat, patting out a spark on his breeches with his left hand – glad that the fire hadn’t seriously injured him. Then, not pausing to see if Silence had any more fire to throw at him, he lunged towards her, aiming for her wrists. She’d have a job tripping him again or blowing more fire if she couldn’t move her hands. However, that left an opening to his right, which even as he moved he knew was careless. He only hoped Silence wasn’t proficient enough with that staff to take advantage of it.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:28 pm

Static scrubbed her free hand against her leg once she had let off her electricity, feeling a buzz between her fingers from the thin layer of water across her skin. Note to self, don’t touch the ice too much, you’ll get wet, and then that would be bad.

She sunk into a defensive crouch as Rhys yelled, looking relaxed (or as relaxed as you could look, in a fighting stance), but leaping another half a foot backwards as he smashed his flail down into the ice in front of her. She tensed, ready to make a run for it, then seeing his weapon was stuck in the ice, darted forwards to attack again. Her magic could be saved for later use, she would stick to using her sword instead. That at least wouldn’t run out of power, and she had more fights to come- there was none of this thought she might lose. Her first cut was towards his hands, so it would hurt to hold his weapon, if he managed to get it out of the ice (but she wasn’t aiming to cut his fingers off, just slice the backs of his hands), then the second towards his chest, to drive him back further from her…

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons [Jackdaww vs. Silence]   Sat Apr 07, 2012 9:01 pm

"I thought you were only forgetful when you were drunk!" she taunted. Upon dropping her match she took an amateur-like swing to his side. In taking the chance to swing though she put herself right in the path of his sword. It wasn't for a few moments that she finally realized that he'd sliced her cheek open from her ear across her nose. It was only once the red liquid dripped down her face and onto her mouth that she noticed it.

"I'll knock you from here to kingdom come, Jackie!" She took a few more swings at him from his side to his head, hoping to at least land a hit and get rid of some of this anger. Sadly she took a misstep and got her foot stuck in a hole in the ice. She swore silently at her luck and then feared that Jack'd run her through if given the chance. With a bit of frustration she yanked her leg out of the ice and wiped some blood from her face. This would hopefully be over soon.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sun Apr 08, 2012 5:59 pm

Achos sneezed, looking around the cold arena, he could barely see what's in front of him, but that shouldn't be a problem. He wrapped his black cloak tighter around his frame, hoping for some warmth. His light footsteps barely making any print in the snow.

His form kept drifting between being a shadow, and back to solid, he scowled. That was one more reason why he hated cold climates. He adjusted the straps of the armor for the th time. He growled in annoyance when his equipments kept slipping off his shadowy form. He hated cold with passion.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sun Apr 08, 2012 6:30 pm

Rhys yelped and lept back as Static’s blade slashed the backs of his hands, flexing his freezing fingers as the line of red spread out. He struggled to his knees, shuffling away from her sword pathetically, before making it to his feet some way away from his weapon. Great, this was about to get a whole lot harder for him, but at least most of his vision had filtered back by now. He could actually /see/ his opponent again, even if there were still a few blind spots across the image. He grinned again, looking down Static’s blade with a grim sort of satisfaction, and dodged quickly sideways, to the inside of Static’s blade. Moving as quickly as he dared on the slippery ground, he aimed a punch for her left cheek, his slashed hand dropping little specks of red onto the white ground as he did so. He had no hope that it would do any damage, even if he managed to hit, but it should cause enough of an annoyance for him to try to retrieve his weapon from the ice. Or get him skewered. Either way, he didn’t particularly mind.

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Jackdaww cringed as Silence mentioned their last meeting. “I wasn’t that drun- umph!” He said, the ‘umph’ happening as a result of Silence’s wooden pole hitting him across the ribs. A swordsman would have been able to kill him with that move, but the stick just left a bruise, not hitting hard enough to break a rib. He ducked under Silence’s first wild swing, but the second caught him right across the cheekbone, creating a worrying, hollow bang. He staggered backwards, readjusting his grip on his sword, before sinking into a more serious battle stance. He hadn’t wanted to hurt Silence too much – she was as close to a friend as anyone, but she had brought whatever followed on herself.

He aimed a low sweep round under her left elbow, aiming to strike her ribs, staying low to avoid the head-shots she was throwing at him. He could feel a slight trickle of warmth running down one cheek, suggesting that the heavy blow had broken the skin, and he felt quite shaken, but not badly enough to stop him attacking. He was hoping the battle would be over before the headache he was sure was about to start caught up with him.


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Eliza swore under her breath as she caught sight of Achos. She practically worked for the man (well, if he could truly be called that), so this was going to get awkward. Oh well, she was a sylph, and he should have known when he asked for her help that she couldn’t really be trusted. Too late to pull out now.

She unsheathed the hand-and-a-half sword from her hip, holding it in both hands carefully, and started to move closer, hoping that her all-white attire would hide her until the last moment. She wasn’t headstrong enough to charge right in, but wouldn’t hold back once she got closer. Sylphs were bloodthirsty creatures through and through, and she was no different. She wanted to see someone’s lifeblood spilled by the end of the day, and providing it wasn’t her own she didn’t care whose it was.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sun Apr 08, 2012 9:40 pm

A small smile pulled at the corner of Static’s mouth as Rhys backed away from his weapon, leaving her firmly in the advantage. She still had hold of her weapon, and she hadn’t used up much of her power. Rhys’ eyesight seemed to be improving again though, so she made sure to remind herself to keep firm, clear attacks before circling slightly to her left, ready to attack him again.

What she didn’t expect for Rhys to suddenly just attack her, waiting for a prime moment when she herself could give him another cut. She withdrew slightly as he suddenly closed the gap between the two of them, but wasn’t fast enough to avoid his fist, grunting from the impact and recoiling, her free hand flying up to her cheek. She stumbled backwards, shocked that he had both attacked her barefisted, and managed to get a hit in, swiping across the front of her body and back with her sabre, just in case he tried to attack her a second time while she was temporarily off her guard. Patting lightly at her cheek, she found that he hadn’t managed to cut her with the blow (although there was blood, it was his), but there was sure to be one helluva bruise forming there soon. Frowning angrily, she pulled her hand away from her face again, cheek already swelling slightly, then gave a yell and dashed forwards, determined to cause Rhys enough harm to stop him from another blow like he had just given her.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sun Apr 08, 2012 11:19 pm

Rhys ducked back again after his blow hit – stunned that he’d actually been able to make contact. As Static fussed over the soon-to-be bruise, he had a clear view of his flail, still stuck firmly in the ground a little way away. Had his strength been at it’s fullest, he would have dived for it, but he didn’t know if his throbbing side could take the strain, or if his slashed hands would be able to grip it anyway. Instead, he decided to face Static unarmed – depending only on his ability to stay on the inside of her sword to keep him out of mortal danger. It gave him quite a thrill, fighting at a disadvantage anyway. Her yell brought on another attack, which he tried to duck under, letting it clip his already-slashed arm to prevent the attack hitting anything more crucial – namely his neck.

Taking a step sideways, so he was quite close to Static again, and on the inside of her blade, he gave a grin. “Shall we dance?” he winked (a gesture that sort of lost it’s meaning with only one eye to show it on), before starting to move slowly in a circle around her, always on the inside of the blade in the hope that it would discourage her from using her sword to her advantage.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 09, 2012 12:25 pm

Static dealt another wound to Rhys’ arm with her attack, bouncing back a short distance as she drew her sword across, but not as far as she had been keeping herself at before. He was unarmed, unless he had some other little weapon hidden somewhere on his body, and she had little reason to stay a long way away any more. He was foolish, thinking he had a chance if they carried on, but so be it. She wasn’t the one without a sword. She followed his circling pattern as he started to step slowly to one side, gently waving the tip of her sabre from left to right and back again in case he tried to get in another whack. It was still dangerous though; she had heard the cracks and shouts from other fighters on the field as they fell through the ice under their feet, and Static didn’t want to end up in a similar position. There would surely be similar weaknesses on their own field.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 09, 2012 12:40 pm

Rhys jumped backwards as soon as he heard the crack, his arms falling forward as if he’d already been hit. It was a little trick he used to use to convince his opponent their attack had hit, but it wasn’t quite enough to get him out of danger. Static’s sword slit open a wide gash in the front of his age-weakened leather armor, leaving a thin line of blood on his skin underneath. It hadn’t cut the reinforced patch, but the gash was long enough to give her a peek at the scar underneath. It was angry and red, with large stitched still visible due to the sheer number of times it had been re-stitched. It lay right over his kidney, and was probably his biggest weakness. Now it was exposed properly, he felt as though he didn’t stand a chance. However, he wasn’t about to give up – for a long time he had viewed living as a temporary state anyway.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 09, 2012 1:55 pm

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With another hit on her side, Static was starting to really feel the battle shift in her favour, and was settling down into a familiar pattern. This new cut of hers showed Rhys was more battered that she had first thought; there was the eyepatch, telling her he was “smart” enough to get into a pretty dire fight anyway, but another huge gash all along his side too… well, he apparently hadn’t learnt very well from his last fight. And you would have thought major scars like his would have maybe suggested that fighting in a tourney was a poor idea.

She twisted her sword to try and catch him again as he ducked behind her, halfway through a spin to face him again when a loud CRACK suddenly came from the ice. There was a moment of stillness, when she thought the ice might hold, then a huge area suddenly collapsed under both their feet, sending them crashing down into a cavern. It opened out on both sides, to their left quite a long way, the right a shorter way. There was a high ledge they both landed on that ran towards the right side of the cavern, maybe a couple of metres under the surface, then Static fell further into the cavern as she was knocked sideways by a further fall of ice, sending her down to the lower level of the cave, maybe another couple of metres down from the first ledge. She shrieked as one of her legs twisted a strange way as she landed in an ungainly heap on the floor, dropping her sword to clutch her knee, then threw her arms over her face as more ice came down the slope she had just fallen down, burying her almost up to her waist. Who knew what state Rhys was in, but he wasn’t the primary worry for the moment until the ice settled down inside the cavern.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 09, 2012 3:24 pm

While biting the creatures finger off- yes, off! that was certainly new- had provided something of a little breather for Baldasarre, it wasn't exactly a fatal blow. Could he inflict a fatal blow? Well, at least he knew that it felt pain. He didn't have enough time to try for an escape for the Rissul was crushing him again, the pressure building up. He would try biting him again, but the skeletal creature was keeping his fingers well away. A shame, really. Now struggling to breathe, Baldasarre was quickly running out of options and ideas.

Underneath him, the ice gave a loud crack, stressed by the weight that Rissul was placing on its suffice. In that second of desperation, Baldasarre slapped his paw on the ground below, releasing the energy he'd gathered. The immediate reaction was the ice shattering underneath with a crack that sounded ominously like thunder and Baldasarre fell backward. He didn't go very far so when he landed it didn't knock out all of his breath. He found himself in a small ice cave beneath the surface, the sides of the tunnels glowing softly with magic. It was on the small side for a human-sized person, but Baldasarre fit just perfectly. Upon seeing that the caverns extended through the whole arena, and idea occurred. Maybe he could sink that bone creature as well.


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He felt like he was floundering around in water for all the good that struggling to get out of the hole was doing him. His wings were more or less useless now. He could barely control them because they were so numb with the cold and his fingers were quickly following suit. Blast and damnation, why did it have to be so frigid out here?! At least the harpy was laying off, which was a blessing. Eventually Talos managed to get himself out of the hole and tested his footing on the unstable ground. The ice didn't crack this time, and where the harpy was seemed to be stable enough. They probably weighed about the same.

Well, his hands weren't getting any less frozen just standing here.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:03 pm

Rhys had leapt onto the ice without thinking, and the huge crack frightened him at first. Like Static, he froze, hoping the ice would hold, but when the entire section fell he realised quickly that there hadn’t been a chance in hell that it would hold them. He saw the little shelf of ice as he fell – he had been too far out over the hole to land on it, but it was within arms’ reach, and gripped the shelf of ice with his fingertips. His legs swung under the shelf, and for a moment he had hopes of being able to cling on and climb up, but his bleeding hands wouldn’t support him for long enough. His fingers slipped, and he went clattering to the floor, landing flat on his back from the half-swing under the ledge. Swearing under his breath, he forced himself to his feet, tipping out the ice that had gotten into his slashed armour (damn, he was losing a lot of heat through that gash). There were still chunks falling from the hole above them so he held one arm above his head to ward the bigger pieces off, but focused on spotting his opponent. He whirled around, before seeing her a few feet off to his left. Perfect.

“Did you have a nice trip, then?” he called, chuckling to himself at the pun. He ached everywhere, and he was sure he must be turning blue around the edges from the cold, and the blood running down his elbows wasn’t great either, but he couldn’t help making at least one more joke.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Tue Apr 10, 2012 7:09 pm

Oh yeah, this is definitely not what Dmitri had signed up for. Well, technically, it was. It just.... wasn't what he was expecting. Now, though, he wasn't sure why he had thought he should sign up at all. Here he was, a kid, under-versed in sword-play, up against WHO KNOWS what kind of great masters.... But then, as they say, in order to get better at a thing, you must learn from those better at you. This was true in Combat, Chess, and most other competitive things. So... here he was.

What he HADN'T been expecting, though, was the blistering cold. Dmitri could stand the damp, sharp chills of winter fairly well, but chills of winter were vastly different than this freezing wasteland. Moreover, standing the cold and fighting it were also on two entirely different levels. And, considering he only had one outfit, he couldn't dress himself warmer for this weather. Before he even stepped into the ring, he knew he was going to lose.

Looking at his opponent didn't heighten his confidence any. Silver was older than him by a few years (but still a younger man, so MAYBE he stood a chance) but he had something in his eyes that Dmitri lacked.

Dmitri, himself, had a very earnest, almost innocent air about him. Aside from the cold, he looked light on his feet and mostly trouble-free. His opponent did not seem so green as he.

Regardless, Dmitri was going to give it his best shot. With Chattering teeth and a concerned expression, Dmitri drew his rapier and gave the stranger in front of him a delicate salute. With that, he settled into a fighting stance, minding his footwork.

With such biting cold though, the stiffness in his legs was pretty much going to make all his well-trained footwork a moot point, though.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons [Jackdaww vs. Silence]   Tue Apr 10, 2012 9:06 pm

While she was distracted, Jackdaww's attack got her between two of her ribs. She gave a shout of pain and simply ran at Jack with her fist raised to knock him ten ways to Tuesday. The ice was so slippery she just about fell forward a few times. Out of nowhere her side started to hurt and she balked at hitting him from the pain. It was indeterminable by the pain itself, but easy to tell by the amount of blood.

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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:57 pm

Static could feel the ice sucking the heat out of her the longer she was half buried in it, and that wasn’t her only worry. It took about thirty seconds for broken ice and snow to harden, and she had already wasted about ten seconds of that. Sparing a glance in Rhys’ direction, she started to shovel at the ice packed up to her middle, wrapping her cloak over her arms to try and keep her hands dry. That way she wouldn’t be accidentally electrocuting herself if she had to use her powers again.

The ice was already hardening, and it took her a good amount of effort to clear half away from her legs, breath turning into a misty fog in front of her eyes. She managed to dig far enough down to pull one leg out of the ice, pausing with the one leg tucked underneath her for a breather before she wrenched the other out of the ice, gasping and moaning as the movement sent a spike of pain down to her ankle and up to her knee. Ooh, something was seriously not right. And now Rhys was up and moving.

She grabbed her sword and shuffled backwards, still on the ground and dragging her injured leg until she reached a wall behind her, using it to push herself up to standing, leaning heavily on her one good leg.
“No,” she said bluntly to his quip, then flicked her free hand out from under her cloak, where she had rubbed her palm dry, loosening a small ball of electricity at the ice above Rhys’ head. With any luck, it might break off the cavern between them, then she could hunt him down through the tunnel network that spread out around them.


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Rissul didn’t like using the underhand way he was beating Baldasarre- squishing him into the next world was not a nice, or honourable way to go- but if that was what it was going to take to beat him, and stop him from biting off more fingers, so be it. It seemed to be working, in any case.

He felt a faint flash of irritation when the ice cracked under the weasel, sending him tumbling backwards into a cavern. That wasn’t supposed to happen! He was sure the ice would have taken a little more weight than a bit of his own and Baldasarre’s combined. Apparently not however. Rissul backed up a little as he waited for the ice to settle down, leaning back until the cracking sounds had stopped, then peered forwards, putting his face close to the hole Baldasarre had fallen down and looking from side to side.
“Are you alive, little one?” he rumbled, glowing eyes showing little emotion. Having the weasel die on him would have felt like he had been a bit cheated of a true victory.


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Kidas kept her distance as Talos managed to pull himself out of the ice, hopping from foot to foot with impatience and anxiety. She didn’t want to get close for him to take another swipe at him, but the longer she left it, the more he would be able to move… it was quite the dilemma, which she decided was best left up to his own decision. If he attacked, then she would attack back. If not, well then… they would keep their distances and see what happened. She gripped her little knife firmly in her claws, angling her wing so she didn’t accidentally cut herself with it. Talos had already managed to wound her twice enough for her not to be hurting herself too.

She squealed in surprise as the avian suddenly charged at her, skittering backwards a few steps. No wait, she was supposed to attack too! She gave a half-hearted swipe in Talos’ direction, stabbing with the little knife with a severe lack of precision- but it saved her a full slash across the wing from his own sword, giving her a gash a little way under where he had aimed; but it still hurt like fire, her muscles tensing up as she ripped her wing away, other wing going to where the pain was and covering it with fluffy feathers. Her wings were taking quite the beating now, bloody feathers all over the ice.

Wings still tucked around her, she gave a banshee-like yell and charged back at Talos, just in some hope that she might take him off guard and manage to shove him to the floor, then have at him with her claws.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sat Apr 14, 2012 11:23 pm

Rhys frowned at Static’s blunt comment. “Ah, that’s a shame – my ‘trip’ was much more exciting.” He smirked to himself, before ducking as the green ball shot above his head. It struck the ice behind and above him, making him grin again. “Hey, you missed aga- ah crap.” He cursed under his breath as a wide crack ran through the ice above him, and he dived into the nearest tunnel to avoid being crushed by the small avalanche that followed. It was small – too small to stand in, but it stopped the ice crushing him at least. He shuffled around as the white wall settled behind him, his side of the cavern echoing with the sound of cracking ice, and swore loudly to himself. The ice had blocked off not only his view of Static, but most of the larger tunnels. He was left with only three usable ones – only two of which he could even fit into. If he had his magician’s jacket, he’d have tossed the lucky silver coin he kept in his smallest inside pocket, but he didn’t. Instead, he chanted the ‘ip dip doo’ rhyme he used when he was a child under his breath, and shuffled into the tunnel it gave him. He could only crawl through it, and there was a coating of loose snow on the floor of it, meaning he was loosing heat faster than he was making it down the tunnel. Darn. He only hoped he would meet up with his opponent again soon – the movement involved in fighting her was the only source of warmth he had any access to.

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“This would be much easier if you’d give up – I really don’t want to hurt you…” Jackdaww said slowly, taking a step back to place himself out of harm’s way for a second. Silence’s shirt was a startling shade of red – he hadn’t really meant to hurt her badly, but he hoped it would teach her a lesson at least. Well, he wasn’t going to wait for a civilised answer from a woman wielding a large stick, so he darted in for another attack. He was clearly toying with Silence – the attack was meant to scratch her skin on the other side of her ribs, but not do any real damage. He couldn’t help it – he was a show-off at heart. However, his training had taught him that his opponent’s anger was possibly one of his strongest tools – if he could get Silence really wound up things would get a whole lot more exciting, and possibly a whole lot easier for Jackdaww.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Sun Apr 15, 2012 10:45 pm

Static wasn’t amused by Rhys’ comments, and it was a relief to hear him swear as the ceiling broke, ice crashing down between the two of them. She pulled her cloak tight as snow cascaded down into the cavern in front of her, squeezing her eyes shut as the movement of so much snow filled the air with tiny sharp shards of ice, that stung as they caught her face. It saved her from having to face Rhys for a few more minutes at least though, and she took the rest gratefully, leaning her weight against the wall and slowly unlacing her boot, pulling the soft leather away from her shin to check that if she had broken any bones, they hadn’t cut the skin. It was fine, but didn’t look healthy still, starting to turn a nasty shade of purple. She laced her boot back up again, hissing at the pain it sent up her leg, then gritted her teeth and limped off down the nearest tunnel, steadying herself with one hand on the wall and holding her sword lightly in the other.

The little tunnel was cold, and she hobbled as fast as she could to try and keep warm; having ice all around sucked the heat out of her twice as fast as it had been out in the open, if that were possible. It should have been dark, but for some reason the tunnel slowly lit up in front of her, showing her the way and the little tunnels that led off every now and then. She stuck to the main one though, not wanting to trap herself down any little side alleys. That wouldn’t be a good plan if she suddenly came across Rhys again.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 16, 2012 12:56 am


The arrow which she fired at him- what an idiot, to be shooting him when he was advancing on her with a sword- bounced harmlessly off his chainmail, the impact barely registering. It might leave a small bruise, but it wasn’t going to make a difference.
What did make a difference was his reeling shock when he somehow managed to miss the girl.

He was standing no more than two feet away, prepared to strike, and she’d literally fallen straight into his trap. There was nowhere for her to run, no room to manoeuvre in- and still the woman had managed to contort herself to miss the blade. How was a mystery, given that it reached across the width of the tunnel as he swept it sideways, but there it was. Presumably she had some sort of protection spell preventing it from touching her. In most tournaments that would be strictly against the rules, but… this was Kaionar. He hoped he wouldn’t have to spend long here.

Despite his reeling shock and anger at himself for missing, Armeno immediately gave chase as Bishop fled. Just as much as he ran- ignoring the spikes of pain which flared through his ankle with every step- he let himself slide, most of his weight on his good foot. The twists of the tunnel were to his advantage, not letting the woman travel at her full speed as she navigated her way around them, and so he was able to keep up for the most part. Whenever he was in range, he lunged to stab at her back, or made long swipes with the sword. If only he hadn’t hurt his wretched ankle, his longer legs would have let him catch her easily. At least they were moving- he could feel the cold pressing in on him, seeping straight to the muscles which he so vitally needed to keep warm and supple. This needed to end sooner rather than later.

When the floor before him abruptly fell away, taking Bishop with it, he was forced to stab his sword into the icy wall of the cave to halt his own progress before he was carried into the chasm. That wasn’t going to be good for the blade; Armeno was hugely thankful for the spells which helped it to stay sharp and intact. Once he had himself under control, he crouched by the edge of the hole and stared musingly down it. It was lit by more of the same light, so he could clearly see that it was a long and steep fall, and lined with lots of small, gravelly stones which were bound to hurt. At least she’d be bruised and cut up from that, then. He could hope that she’d broken or sprained something, and maybe her bow had snapped. She would have lost some arrows- upside-down quivers tended not to be too good at keeping their contents inside. It was good that he knew she was an archer now. He wouldn’t be going down there without some caution. But there was little to be gained from staying up here other than freezing to death, and so he carefully set off down that twisting slope. They had to be far underground by now. It was getting warmer, with more earth and less ice, and the heat from underground rising to warm this tunnel. The going wasn’t easy- he half-fell more than once, scrabbling for a little way before regaining control- but it was manageable, and it wasn’t too long before he reached the opening to the main chamber. The tunnel had levelled off almost completely, and a brief scan of the area around the wall which separated him from the chamber showed that the woman was out of sight to him. Well, he couldn’t attack with his sword without putting himself in her range of fire, and he couldn’t shoot her when he couldn’t see her. Hopefully this wouldn’t turn into a stalemate.

“Bishop, I can’t attack a woman when she can’t even defend herself,” he pointed out reasonably. Not strictly true, he’d done it before, but it seemed a little off. “We won’t get anywhere by waiting to shoot each other. We may as well just face each other off now.” Judging by how she’d run before, there was little advantage in it for her, but it was worth a try. Who knew, maybe she’d even be annoyed enough to come out and face him. If not… Well, he had other means with him, but he really didn’t want to use them just yet.


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PostSubject: Re: Grande Tourney of Kaionar :: Non-Dragons   Mon Apr 16, 2012 10:20 pm

The tunnel Rhys had slipped into only seemed to get narrower and narrower. There was ice pressing against him on all sides, and he inwardly thanked the stars that he wasn’t claustrophobic. He was reduced to a pathetic shuffle on his elbows, leaving a gory read trail in the ice with the blood from his hands and forearm. Finally, after what felt like an eternity in the gradually narrowing tunnel, he found a ledge, which opened up into a decent cavern. He slid out of the tunnel with a sigh of relief, and sprawled out on his back on the ice, trying to get back his breath after the lack of air in the tunnel. He could see light through the roof of the cavern, but there was no actual opening to the arena. It felt… quiet, and that meant safe for the time being. He lay for a long moment, trying to muster his strength so that he wouldn’t get slaughtered /too/ quickly when Static found him. The flash of cheerful yellow around his neck, and the happy face over his eye felt like a joke, but he was growing to like playing the fool. He’d passed off his job as a magician, but he really should have chosen to be a clown instead, all things considered.

After a moment, he forced himself upright, shaking off as much of the ice as he could. He could barely form a fist any longer with his frigid fingers, but the curious purple colour at their tips went so nicely with his handkerchief. He smiled humourlessly, and looked around. There were lots of openings, but he preferred the idea of letting Static come to him than going into one to look for her. “Come and get me then, you big coward! You can’t hide in those tunnels forever!” He roared, watching the tunnels for any hint of a shadow.


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