Battles

<Battles for 5/16/02>

Krysta Ambushes Scarth Dyoshi

Seles is quite as the people morn their fallen friends and family that died in the great battle erlier that day, messangers were still coming and going, reporting all the casualties to people. Scarth wonders down the middle of the street with a look of joy on his face. Krysta was in a tavern eating a warm meal and saw him strolling down the street. He drew his rapier and threw it at scarth.

Scarth didnt see it comeing and it was lodged into his leg.

"WHAT THE HELL!!" Scarth yell in surprise and pain.

He rips the rapier out of his leg and watches as Krysta walks out of the tavern

"That was a mistake", Scarth growls menacingly

"I just thought that even though we missed the battle we could at leat have are own"

He grins and they clash, each giving the other blows with fists and sword until scarth uppercuts Krystra and Krystra stabs Scarth in the chest with his hatchet and scarth weakly laughs.

"You cant get through my steel armor"

"J-just wa-i-t, Im not aiming for that"

"What?"

Scath asks dumbfounded, but it was to late, Krystra throws all his strenth left and his weight into his next swing and the hatchet digs into scarths arm. He cries out in pain and in a last attempt to win, swings his Scthye like a madman and slice Krystra's leg wide open. The both collapse from blood loss and two mages run into the road to treat thier wounds.

Outcome: Draw
Krystra: Healing 3 days
Scarth: Healing 4 days

<Battles for 4/6/02>

Scarth Dyoshi Ambushes Amaril

Seles grows dim as light fades away from the sky. The sun vanishes behind large black clouds, making all go dark and making it appear as if it were the dead of night. Lightening cracks the sky and rain pours down in many droplets. Many citizens head for shelter making the streets a mad rush of bodies. From within a single lit tavern sits the notorious Scarth Dyoshi. He sips his brew, with his eyes closed. He listens to the rain pitter-patter on the roof tiles. The room soon fills with wet people, tables fill, a small-disoriented little man seeks a seat. He walks up to the lone Scarth.

?Um? Uh? Sir, may I sit down?? The man looks at his feet then to the still Scarth, waiting for an answer.

Scarth quietly opens his eyes and stares up at the man. He stands up and motions the man to sit. The man looks frazzled and decides he should take the risk and sit. But as he stumbles to his seat Scarth kicks the chair away, sending it crashing to the floor. The man loses his balance and falls to the floor, Scarth bends down and grabs him by the collar and snarls. A voice is heard?

?You! Leave that man!? From within the crowd pushes Amaril.

Hah, lucky me, I was just about to go looking for you, but I seem to have been saved the trouble, Scarth thinks to himself with a big smile on his war beaten face. ?So, the brave Amaril has come to save the day?, Scarth laughs.

?Only from the likes of you?, Amaril helps the tiny man to his feet, who, at the first sign of trouble scrambles for the door.

?Time to meet your maker?? Scarth turns to the side and heaves a table over his head, the crowd jerks and everyone flees the tavern. The table?s thrown threw the air, it comes splintering down on Amaril. He?s only stunned for a second. Scarth pulls his Scythe, Amaril pulls his sword and they circle.

?This time no distractions? This time you die!? Scarth puts his weight into his blow, it comes down in Amaril?s thigh, and he lets out a cry of agony.

?You? Monster? Bloodthirsty monster?, Amaril makes contact with Scarth?s skull with the backside of his sword. The evil man tumbles to the floor. The mage backs up against a wall grasping his leg. Rubbing his head, Scarth gets up.

?You?ll pay for that, knave!? Scarth snaps, he unravels his spiked whip. He glances at Amaril.

As Scarth gets closer, Amaril works his magic. Raising his arms to the roof, he twiddles his fingers and whispers ancient words. Overhead, the ceiling begins to tremble. The tavern quakes. From above the roof gives and the open sky is seen.

?What are you u to, Sorcerer?? Scarth yells over the noise.
Amaril smiles, he points up. Scarth, with a look of confusion looks up. A large cloud summons overhead. Crackles and booms gather and from within the dark puff springs a large bolt. Scarth, who?s Iron Armor, magnifies the lightening, screams in pain. He skeletal structure is seen as it burns his flesh? Amaril?s hand recedes and the sky clears up. Birds sing and the sun comes out, creating a beautiful rainbow.

Outcome: Amaril wins, Scarth loses.
Scarth Dyoshi- Healing- 4 days
Amaril- Healing- 2 days

Thorg Ambushes Nareth Hargod

      It?s a sunny da in Bale, with Nareth Hargod walking down the road, flirting with the ladies in the stores and shops. All is well until Nareth feels a massive swipe of wind over his head. He looks, and a huge sword justs past by. He follows the sword back to its source, and he sees that Thorg, the Giganto, is wielding it. He makes a break for it, and pulls out his Javelin and hucks it at Thorg.

     The metal tip jabs into his leg and Thorg just pulls it out like a splinter.

     ?ME NO LIKE FLURTING LITTLE PEOPLE!!!? Thorg runs at Nareth, axe in hand, and cleaves the ground just as Nareth rolls to the side. Nareth pulls out his spear and charges the brute, jamming the spear into his other leg. Thorg again pulls out the weapon with no lasting damage to him. Nareth, in awe of the Giganto?s strength, just stands there.

     Thorg, seizing the opportunity, hits him with his shield and Nareth is knocked unconscious against a rock.

Outcome: Thorg wins, Nareth Hargod loses
Thorg- Healing- 1 Day
Nareth- Healing- 3 Days

<Battles for 4/4/02>

Krysta Maelstrom Ambushes Magius Griev

     Krysta sits up in his bunk from a recurring nightmare?He looks out the window and spies Magius walking down the side of the street. ?Time for a little fun?? Krysta laughs to himself.

     ?Everyday is a new day, I thank god for every breath I take??, Sings the happy mage as he strolls down the street. ?I feel so alive, for the ver?.? He is cut of as a blast of energy soars past him and hits a near by water trough, soaking Magius.

     ?What the Hell!?? He yells in a rage. ?You almost killed me!?
     ?That would have been a shame?,? The cocky young rebel says sarcastically.
     ?I?ll teach you!? Magius unleashed a blast of power to rival even Krysta?s.

     Krysta throws his Hatchet at the mad mage and it hits the blast, sending it back at Krysta. He dodges the blast and the hatchet.

      Magius yells in a fury, ?DIE FOOLISH BOY!!!? and unleashes a spell into the air, The energy he unleashed dives into the ground and a bright flash cause the rebel to shield his eyes. After a moment he looks up to see only Magius looking at him, With a smirk.

     ?HA, you didn?t do a thing you pathetic mage?, He draws his Broad Sword and runs at Magius.

     Magius Blocks with his Pike and they clash. They stand feet apart blocking and jabbing until Krysta is lifted into the air. ?What the blue blazes?? is all that could be distinguished from his as he flew threw the air and into a stone wall. Going straight through it.

      ?Ooo, That had to hurt, Good job Golem?, Magius laughs heartily and begins to sing his tune again while he walks down the road, toward the pub.

Outcome: Magius wins, Krysta loses (Has a very large Headache)
Magius Grieve- Healing- 2 days
Krysta Maelstrom- Healing- 4 days