Kain
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Post by Kain on Apr 23, 2006 17:05:59 GMT -5
Nagir starts to snag a few more coins from another un-suspecting townsfolk, but decides not to and instead heads outside with a mug of ale in each hand and one in a cup holder which is attached to his belt. Nagir then takes a seat on the ground leaning against the building and begins to cheer.
"May the best Dwarf win! Hehehehehe."
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 23, 2006 23:59:28 GMT -5
*Creel sighs, gulps down his mug of mead, and jogs to the door to catch up as he wipes his mouth with his sleeve. At the door, he pauses for a moment and realizes that he's forgotten his weapons. Quickly he heads back to his stool and grabs the rapier and halberd that he had left propped against the bar.*
"Save this seat, m'lady. I'll be right back."
*Creel heads out after the others.*
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Post by black heart on Apr 24, 2006 1:06:11 GMT -5
**watches creel walk out the door, with a questioning look**
"your fighting with both a gentleman's weapon AND a mere foot soldiers? how unrefined. oh well, fight whatever way you wish, its of no consequence to me, when this is over i will be victorious, as i always am, and you will learn not to insult me."
*tristram lifts his blade with a flourish and as he does so, small flames leap from the blade, and the light from it dance across the dirt and walls of the tavern*
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 24, 2006 1:15:02 GMT -5
*Creel straps his halberd to his back.*
"One at a time, of course. But for you, just the rapier."
*Creel draws his rapier from his side, holding it out to the side with his right hand almost more like a short sword as he slowly circles around, waiting for Tristram to move.*
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Post by black heart on Apr 24, 2006 1:22:41 GMT -5
*with a smile on his face, tristram apraises creels movements, judgeing his footing and balance*
"well, i feel like going easy on you tonight, i think the wine put me in a good mood."
*with that the flames on his blade disappear, and tristram makes a single half hearted strike at creel's left arm*
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 24, 2006 1:29:42 GMT -5
*Creel quickly steps back with his left leg, minimizing the width of his body in relation to Tristram and putting himself behind his sword into a more defensive stance. Tristram's strike finds empty air.*
"Oh please, you can do better than that. If you can't, you'd best head back east to wherever it is you came from."
*Creel feints high, then takes a quick low stab aimed at Tristram's knee.*
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Post by black heart on Apr 24, 2006 1:45:15 GMT -5
"heh, no need to worry about me, you should concentrate of defending yourself"
*tristram does a back flip to get out of the weapons reach, when he lands he needs to use his off hand to stabilize himself, as he starts to stand he feels the familiar leather of his boot, and suddenly jumps, at creel, from 5ft away and goes to strike creels right shoulder*
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 24, 2006 1:49:25 GMT -5
*Creel drops low, trying to get under Tristram's attack. However, he is not quite fast enough, and takes a direct hit in the shoulder. As the fingers of his right hand reflexively stiffen, his grip on his rapier slips and it clatters to the ground. A gasp of surprise, followed by a roar of fury, and the halfelf throws a left uppercut at his opponent's stomach.*
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Kain
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Post by Kain on Apr 24, 2006 10:34:57 GMT -5
"Eh, so un-civilized."
Directly after saying this Nagir pulls several more coins from an unsuspecting passerby. He then heads back into the bar to get soem more ale beofre seeing the end of this contest.
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Post by black heart on Apr 24, 2006 17:34:14 GMT -5
*not expecting the punch, tristram has no time to Dodge the attack, and gets hit fill force in the stomach and drops his sword then stumbles backwards a few steps"
"*cough* heh, that was just alittle *cough* dirty, but if you want to fight like that, i can too."
*tristram then throws the dagger, he slipped into his sleeve from his boot, after he did that back flip earlier, at creel, and the instant the blade leaves his hand, he dash's farward to grabs his sword off the ground and leaps backward into a more defensive stance*
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 24, 2006 18:37:33 GMT -5
*The dagger embeds itself in Creel's left thigh. With a grunt of pain, he pulls it out and tosses it carelessly to the side. The wound, much like the one inflicted in his shoulder, quickly stops bleeding.*
"Oh, come now. The rules of 'clean' and 'dirty' fighting were invented by crybabies who couldn't stand the fact that they kept getting beaten by a smarter opponent."
*Creel slides his toe under the blade of his fallen rapier, kicks it into the air and grabs the handle with his right hand again.*
"And besides, trusting your opponent to obey any supposed rules is asking for a beating."
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Post by black heart on Apr 24, 2006 19:29:05 GMT -5
*tristram looks on, almost in awe, as the wounds that he dealt to creel hardly effect him, both of which would have usually been a duel ending blow, limiting the persons ability to use his sword by injuring the shoulder, and severely cutting down they're ability to move by attacking the leg muscles, yet creel has barley slowed down*
"w-well, if your gonna take this that seriously, I'm taking off the kiddy gloves."
*regaining some composure, tristram readys to go on the offensive again, and starts to charge creel but right before he gets into striking distance, he drops to one knee and grabs a handful of dirt and throws it into creels face, then sweeps one leg around to try to trip him."
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 24, 2006 19:48:13 GMT -5
*With reflexes honed in many a battle, Creel throws a hand up in time to keep the dirt out of his eyes. However, as a result he is unable to see the leg sweep coming, and falls to the ground. A loud crack echoes down the street, over the sounds of the gathering crowd, as the wooden haft of his halberd snaps neatly in two. Although taken quickly by surprise, Creel quickly recovers his composure and rolls off to the side in case a follow-up blow is coming.*
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Post by black heart on Apr 24, 2006 20:02:41 GMT -5
*tristram's blade meets only dirt as he tries to stab creel, as he rolls away, afriad of creel retaliationg right way, he darts to the side...and trips over nagir and lands flat on his back*
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 25, 2006 19:02:59 GMT -5
*Creel scrambles to his feet, rubbing his back with one hand where he landed on the halberd's haft. He scoops up the bladed half of the broken weapon, chucks it like a throwing axe just to the right of Tristram's prone body, and advances slightly to the left, trying to hem in his opponent.*
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