The Crystal Kingdom

[Darklord]

Flint

Flint barely registered the young lass coming in, what was her name? Ariana, that was it. Grinning the grin of a cat with a saucer of milk only a bound away he quickly unclasped his armor and circling fell into a fighting crouch across from Lawrence.

"Well old friend, it looks like we shall once again have a go at it. I won't even offer you a handicap since all that does is make it easy for you. So, what are the rules for this match???" he asked.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

He smiled, and took his own fighting stance, slowly moving opposite to Flint. "Just like usual, old friend, don't cut anything off unless the cut's fatal, don't hold anything back, free use of any weapon you can get your hands on. Watch out for the audience, and don't say anything I'll make you regret."

He was grinning like a cat in a house filled with fat, lazy mice. He watched Flint closely, paying close attention to the eyes. "And since you won the last one, you get to go first."

 

[poohlive]

"Coffee," he said, looking at one of the monks. It was a very rude comment, since the young boy seemed to be intent on watching the fight.
Nontheless, he got up, and brought back some piping hot coffee. Garret muttered a thanks, seeing the two begin to size up each other.
"Yeah, this should be fun," he half laughed. He had missed sleep for this, a stupid fight. He was going to have to sleep on his horse, wherever they bothered to go this day. Maybe they could save the prophecy by running squirrels out of their homes?
Made about as much sense as what they'd beeng doing for the past day or so.
Travelling all the way here to get into a fight. Hell, he could have done that anywhere.
Sipping his coffee, he fained interest in the fight, slowly drifting off to sleep.

 

[MysticWolphi]

If I may enter the story, I am a wolf shapeshifter name is Mystic in human form Wolphi in wolf form as a wolf i am a male with black fur and silver tips eyes bright blue, as a human i am a female black and silver hair down to knees bright blue eyes and an hourglass figure.

 

[Darklord]

Flint

ooc: sorry, network was fritzy this week-end and kept cutting me off.

ic: Flint and Lawrence circled each other like two wary cats fighting over territory, and then he acted.

Flowing forward over the stones he began a series of lighting fast strikes at his friend. First a jab, then a chop, quickly follwed by a series of hooks, uppercuts, karate chops, and finished by a sweep quick which Lawrence jumped over. Spinning ot his feet Flint smiled and said "Well old friend, it seems you've gotten better, I didn't get a shot in on you at all that series. Come on, let's really get going..." and diving forward sprang up fingers stiffened headed for LAwrences throat...

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariana watched the fight with almost a detached feeling. Her mind was on other things. She was searching again for the familiar power of the sage. She felt the spirit but it seemed troubled and confused. She wished she could help somehow but she knew that weaving emotions for someone so far away was very dangerous. She was circling the sage with her mind when she felt another presence on the astral plain. A dark presence was approaching fast and before Ariana could withdraw it surrounded her causing a sharp pain. She cried out softly and struggled to get free but the power was so strong she felt herself falling. She then heard Aneke's worried voice in her head and felt her familiar spirit helping her break free. Finally free of the evil presence she rushed back to her body as such a great speed that she fainted dead on the floor.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

He unsheathed his sword, flat of the blade towards Flint's attack, and braced the sword's blade against the palm of his other hand. Moving as fast as he could, he managed to put the steel in front of the attack before it got too close, allowing Flint's fingers to slam into the cold steel, but angling the blade away so his friend wouldn't hurt himself.

Lawerence tried a kick towards Flint's chest, but it was dodged easilly. Lawerence hed his sword out in front of him, the hilt locked in a death grip so Flint wouldn't have a chance of disarming him. "If I've told you once Flint, I've told you a hundred times, hand-to-hand is well and good, but as long as my sword is nearby, I'll use it."

He hazarded a glance to Ariana, but quickly looked back. Things weren't going well, he'd have to end this fast...


OOC: MysticWolphi, your character changes not only form, but sex, too? Odd.

 

[Darklord]

Flint

Laughing Flint agreed with his friend about his choice of using the weapon. "Tis true, you were always much better with a blade than a hand." He then followed Lawrence's glance with his own as Ariana fell to the floor, out cold. Frowning slightly he tried to consider a way to end this fight without dishonor to either.

But, that would have to wait as he spun, and moving past the dozing Garret, snatched up a pair of daggers from his slumbering body. Stopping he twisted to avoid a swipe by Lawrence, and then he fell into crouch awaiting his next move.

 

[MysticWolphi]

Mystic

i walk into the bar and see the prone ariana, i am a healer so i go to her side but am prevented by the fighting men between us, please i am a healer let me through

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Lol, since when did Garret have daggers?


Garret looked at the fight with a disinterest. The coffee wasn't helping at all, and if he didn't know any better, he swore this was just a waste of time. They wouldn't hurt each other, they would just fight and fight, then one would get a nick, they'd scream and cry and that would be that.
He looked up, they even looked similiar. Which one was which again? He wondered who was supposed to win. Quickly, he called a monk boy over there.
"Hey, which one is the one I came in with?"
"That would be Lawrence, with the sword."
"Is he supposed to win?"
"If he wins, Flint may travel with you."
Oh no. Another Lawrence wanna be on this trip. What in the hell. He decided he would have to conevene in his own small sarcastic way.
"Go Flint. Kick his ass. He's been asking for it since day one!!!"

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

He grinned at Flint. "Let's get this fight started, shall we?"

And then, it started. Lawerence pulled his battle axe from his belt, and charged Flint, bringing the axe down in an attack that was meant to kill. Flint blocked, and kicked out at Lawerence's leg.

Lawerence stumbled, opening himself to Flint's attack, bringing his sword up barely in time to block the dagger towards his heart.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Aneke hurried to Ariana's side her face creased with concern. She merged her mind with hers and found her to be ok but a little disoriented and with one hell of a headache. Using a bit of magic Aneke lifted Ariana onto the bench and produced a pillow for her. Fluttering over her like a worred hen over her chick's she made sure she was comfortable before turning back to the fight.

 

[Darklord]

Flint

Even as Lawrence blocked Flint's trhust for his chest with the daggers, he was moving to Lawrences left, towards his belt carrying the War Hammer. All the while in his mind he tried to figure out why Lawrence had stumbled during the attack. He knew these stones as well as he and never made a small mistake like that in a fight...

As he came even with the belt, he threw a dagger forcing his opponent to block it. And that was all the time he needed as he rolled to his right while pulling the hammer free of it's sheath. Coming to his feet he started it spinning along it's leather gripping thong, a low humming filling the room as he faced his old friend.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

He smiled. "Trying to complicate things, are we?"

He crouched low, bringing the sword high, leaving the axe low to pick up the coverage, watching Flint intently. He'd have to attack. But if he misjudged the timing, he'd loose his sword.

He sighed. Rushing forward, he thrust his axe into the whirling, blade flat, then he gave it a half turn, and pulled. By the Grace of the Creator, the curve of the axe blade to the handle caught the hammer's handle, pulling it from its spin against the flat of Lawerence's sword.

It hit hard, but at a good angle, and all three weapons were locked together, each stuck. Lawerence smiled, and kicked out at Flint even as the old monk managed to break the hammer free of the grip.

A large crowd of Flint's student had gathered, and were cheering Flint on.

 

[Lady_Raisa]

Victoria got to her house and climbed back up the side of the house with Merton resting on her shoulder. She got in and shut the window tightly , just as she heard her mother walk past the door

 

[Darklord]

Flint

He was pleased that his students had come to cheer him, but the fight was tougher than he had ever imagined it to be. Lawrence in the past few years had gotten GOOD. Grunting as he rolled away from Lawrence's kick after they had locked up weapons he came up next to his armor. Reaching down he pulled free the three balled flail and with his hammer he began to circle lawrence again. "Well, its seems we really will have a fight today friend. Student's! Watch and learn from our mistakes!" he said, then flail spinning and hammer searching he advanced....

 

[The GrandMage]

Lawerence

He grinned, and held out his sword and axe, always at the ready. "Mistakes? We both know that mistakes are fatal at this stage."

He watched Flint. Lawerence hated flails. And, of course, Flint was an experts at them. He sighed. Things were about to get very interesting...

Lawerence backed away, and circled Flint, searching for an opening. Finally, preparing to use his weapons to sheild himself, he charged...


Domicus

The large greying timberwolf got to its feet with a loud yawn. It sent out a short mental radar to located its bonded human, and got down from Lawerence's bed.

The wolf wandered downstairs, and ignored the fighting, making his way through the crowd. Then, he caught sight of a particularly odd smell. He sniffed it out, and wandered through the crowd.

The younger members of the monastary were cheering for Flint, and the older ones were keeping their mouths shut. Domicus found the origion of the strange smell, and looked up at the person before nudging the woman and and trying to get her attention.

 

[Lady_Raisa]

Victoria sighed as they got in quietly . she looked down at the cat, "we got back"
"Vikki?who are you talking to ?" Her mothers voice rang from outside her room. she slowly opened the door for her mother. "your hair!" her mother dropped th dress that she was taking to her room. "What happened?"

 

[The GrandMage]

OOC: Hello?

 

[Lady_Siren]

I'm here

IC: Ariana's eyes fluttered open only to find a wolf staring back at her. She sat up quickly sensing something was wrong. Looking around she saw nothing out of the ordinary. Turning to the wolf she frowned "show me what you sense friend"

Aneke:

Aneke noticed Ariana get up and begin talking to the wolf. "furball" she muttured under her breath then looked around she to began to sense something. She fluttered over to Garret who was asleep. Taking a moment to smile at his almost angelic features she nudged him awake. He grunted something and swatted at her but she was very persistant. Finally his eyes opened and he looked at her. Ignoring his dirty look she said "get up I think something is horribly wrong here"

 

[The GrandMage]

Domicus

The old wolf glanced around. "Hmm? What the who now? I'm busy...."

 

[Lady_Raisa]

Victoria fiddled with her hair and looked up at her mom. " I had to cut it" she said coaxing her moms hand
"why ?" she wailed looking and touching her hair .
" i can't explain"

 

[Darklord]

Flint

Ooc: Easy way to put it is this, problems.

Ic: With a snarl and a bellow of challenge Flint with weapons spinning he rushed to meet his friend...

 

[poohlive]

His eyes finally came to focus what was going on. He was still here? Why wasn't it over yet? Stupid old people, always made things draw out.
"I'll tell you what's wrong," he growled, still half asleep, "I'm watching old people pretend to live out their old days by trying to kill each other when I should be getting some sleep."
He yelled for more coffee. A big cup, very big.
"I'm sorry, sit down Aeneke. Come and sit beside me we can make fun of the loser together."

 

[Lady_Raisa]

"well there better be a good excamation young lady or i'm gonna have to ground you"
"for cutting my hair?" Victoria wailed . Her mother put her hands on her own hips.
"I know its harsh. but i have to do something , you aren't telling me the truth. "
"but i'm not lieing!"
"but your not helping the matter"