Battle Arena

[Phenix]

ooc: yupp whit the handle.



Phenix dodge the atack whit one of the dagers but loses his balace and falls to the ground

[Ponte]

Búrun helps Phenix coming up on his feet and says "It is unfare to fight someone that is down on the ground if it's not war".

Búrun then swings his sword against Phenix a second time.

[Phenix]

once agian Phenix dodge the atack " thanx" he says as he stab the two daggers agianst buus arm.

[Ponte]

Búrun is hit in his shield arm and losts the grip of the shield he bleeds but not very mutch and he keeps on fighting, he takes two quick steps to the left and then dives to his right and hits Phenix in Phenix left side but not very hard.

[Phenix]

Phenix quikly looks at the wound in his side and realise that he can not win whit only his daggers so he turn around and runs to the other part of the arena where he start bending his bow " he he.. lets se how well you resist arrows"

[Ponte]

Búrun gets up from the ground and sees the danger and quickly takes his spear and is going to throw it against Phenix but then Phenix sends the arrow against Búrun. Búru quickly dives to his left but the arrow still hits him little in his left side even though it doesn't goes into his body but only tears up a wound in his left side.

[Phenix]

" he he" Phenix walks slowly against buu holding the bow." so do you want to give up???"

[Ponte]

"No" Búrun says and takes his shield and goes down on one knee behind the shield so that it covers the most of his body, then he takes his spear and tries to pierce Phenix with it.

[Phenix]

buus spear hits Phenix bow so it brakes... " argh you brook my bow" he jumpsover buu and lands behind him... " come on" then he throw on of teh daggers against him

[Ponte]

Búrun turns around but is still hit by the dagger in his side. He bleeds heavily and says that he can't keep on fighting and he gives up.

[Phenix]

"if you say so" Phenix says and call ofr a healer for buu

[Galdor]

Galdor walks into the area to heal Buu.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari walks into the arena, the hood of her blue cloak over her head. She bows to Whiterider and says, "It seems that there has been no action here for quite some time. I would like to challenge someone to a duel."

[Eöl]

aah....finally, a challenger...i accept and you may make the first move

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari pulls her short staff out of it's case and spins it once. She assumes a battle stance, and circles around Celebrien, getting a feel for her enemy's weaknesses. Suddenly the hobbit charges Celebrien, but at the last second darts to the right and swings her staff towards Celebrien's knees.

[Eöl]

celebrien is caught unawares and is knocked off his feet but draws his knife as he falls and slices across the hobbits hand

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari recoiles, but quickly recovers and charges in for another attack. Celebrien is still getting back to his feet, and his head is within the hobbit's reach. She swings at Celebrien's neck with her staff.

[Eöl]

Celebrien leans his head to the left and the staff swishes harmlessly over his head. He backpedals, draws an arrow, and nocks it to his bow, firing it straight at the hobbit....

[HobbitGirl]

It hits Ashari in the shoulder, and she tries not to cry out. She straightens up, and fitting an arrow to the string of her hobbit-bow says, "Alright, if you want to play that way, I will." She looses her arrow and it flies at the elf.

[Eöl]

Celebrien moves as fast as he can but it clips a good deal off his arm before hitting the wall behind him. He turns and sprints towards the wall and runs up it, twists and throws his knives.

[HobbitGirl]

One knife grazes her knee and she stumbles, but quickly recovers and dodges the others. Her wound in her shoulder is bleeding badly and her vision begins to blur, but Ashari will not give up yet. She charges Celebrien as he comes down from the wall, her staff in her hand. She aims another blow at his knees...

[Eöl]

Celebrien feels the blow before he sees it. His kneecap shattered he falls to the ground and knocks the hobbit off her feet then crawls and grabs his knives.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari struggles to her feet. Not wanting to get hit by Celebrien's knives a second time, she bounds back a few paces and shoots another arrow at him. Then she staggers from loss of blood.

[Eöl]

Celebrien staggers to his feet and says "I suggest we call this a draw. You're about to pass out and I can't walk five feet without falling. Excellent match! I commend your courage!"

[Éomond]

Ok, I wanna challenge somebody! Any-one want to? Please?

[Eöl]

I will.

[Éomond]

Okay, I will use:
*Lance
*Calimmacil [long sword]
*Long knife
*Throwing Knife

Tell your weapons and then will start.

[Eöl]

I have:
A bow
Elven arrows, all tipped with mithril
2 Elvish Long Knives

[Éomond]

Isildur had his lance in one hand and his Throwing knife in another, He ran towards Celebrien and was about to swing his lance but through his knife insted.

[Eöl]

Celebrien draws a knife, blocks Isildurs knife sending it flying and sheaths it then nocks 3 arrows to his bow and sends them flying. He shoulders his bow and draws his knives after he fire, ready for anything.

[Éomond]

Isildur had both hands on his Lance, gripping it hard he ran at Celebrien and swung his Lance at Celebriens body, sending him across the room.

[Eöl]

(ooc: you forgot about the arrows)
Celebrien slams against the wall but picks himself up and draws his blades then charges at Isildur, slashing across his arm.

[Éomond]

Isildur had just pulled out the arrows from his body when Celebrien slashed him across the arm. Isildur dropped his lance and pulled out Calimmacil, his sword. He held the wound with one of his hands, with the sword in the other. Isildur swung at Celebriens arm and hit him allmost exactly where Celebrien had slashed him. Isildur then grazed Celebrien's leg.

[Eöl]

Celebrien tripped and fell rolling in the dust, then climbed to his feet and pulled his blades from the ground. He turned and threw them at Isildur...

[Éomond]

Isildur never saw the knifes coming, one got his leg and another got his chest, but, Isildur had lots of armour there so it did not go to deep, be still hurt. Isildur fell to the ground and had his sword and knife in his hands.

[sauronbill]

In the middle of the fight a man in a dark cloak enters and see the fight and the hobbit girl. His dark armor can be seeing through the cloak. His face is submerged in a circle of darkness the only thing one can distingue is his two red eyes that shine like two flames.
"Well, maybe some knight will have the honor of challenge me?-he ask with a dark voice and laugh....

[Eöl]

Celebrien is really feeling the cut across his arm..He rips his cloak and staunches he blood flow.

[Éomond]

Isildur takes a moment to rest and then speaks "Ready to go on Celebrien?" Isildur grips his sword hard and braces himself.

[Eöl]

"Ready when you are!", he shouts and then charges...He slices his blades towards Isildur's stomach, but at the last second sweeps his legs and trips him.

[Éomond]

Isildur fell to the ground hard with a thud. His sword flew out of his hands. Before Celebrien could do anything, Isildur grabs Celebriens legs and pules him to the ground also and punched him.

[Eöl]

Celebrien spits blood, then twists and kicks Isildur in the face and springs to his feet, then takes his knife and stabs his leg.

[Éomond]

Isildur cried out in pain. He punched Celebrien and pulled out the sword and threw into Celebrien stomach.

[Eöl]

Celebrien twists but feels the bite in his side as the sword breaks 3 ribs. He falls, draws his knife, and holds it a hairs breadth from Isildur's throat. He lies, coughing blood and trying to stop the bleeding in his side.

[Éomond]

Isidur was bleeding every-where, from the arrows and numorous cuts from Celebrien's knife's and sword, Isildur could barely think, and he was dying, and quickly, he remeber a small knife in his boot, he pulled it out as quick as his body would allow him to. He gripped it into a stabbing position, and slashed at his opponet's head. Celebrien never saw the little knife coming and it hit Celebrien striaght through the eyes.

Isildur breathed a sigh of relief the battle was over, he sat up for a while but the bleeding caused him to fall back down to the ground and never get back up agian.

ooc: Great battle!

[Eöl]

Yeah!!! Anywho, anyone else want to battle?

[HobbitGirl]

I would like to challenge SauronBill!

[Eöl]

Yeah, is he here? I wanna fight him when you're done...a new face is always good!

[FREEDOM!]

*Walks into the stadium with his face half painted blue like that of a 1/4 moon* I am willing to fight any one who thinks they have what it takes to beat me.

[FREEDOM!]

I guess everyone is scared of me!!!

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari smiled. "I would battle you, William, but I am waiting to battle with Sauron Bill." She looked around the stadium and saw some of the Mithril Knights seated there. "Will anyone battle William Wallace? Let's see some action!"

[FREEDOM!]

Will no-one fight me?!?! What a bunch of wimps u knights are! cmon guys!! Fight me!!!!! I dare u!!!

[Eöl]

Hey! I am no chicken but being the only one fighting does grow tiring. In other words I wish other Mithril Knights would show a little support for their guild and fight.

[FREEDOM!]

U people need to learn to fight, i need some action. c-mon people!!

[FREEDOM!]

c-mon u guys are a bunch of wimps!!

[Éomond]

Try battling yourself:D;)
Sorry, but I just battled Celebrien, so I don't think I'll battle for another month!:D

[FREEDOM!]

that won't work very well

[Eöl]

HobbitGirl will be back at the end of the first week in December...She may want to fight you, otherwise you could simply PM some other Mithril Knights

[Anamatar IV]

*sigh* I am a bit annoyed (just kidding. Im looking for a reason to fight;)) with your constant name changing and you seem desperate so I will fight you. For my time remaining in this guild you will feel the bite of my sword and the pain of my victory until you beg for mercy. I will not stop untilto drop to your knees and plead for me to stop. UNTIL YOU BOW DOWN BEFORE ME AS VICTOR!(;))" Anamatar drew his sword and quickly swung it at FREEDOM.

[Éomond]

Thank gotd we don't have to listen to FREEDOM anymore;);););)
This otta be good, I'll watch!

[FREEDOM!]

*Quickly blocks Anamaters sword with his* *strikes at anamater with his second sword while blocking with his Scottish Claymore, shis sword strikes anamaters left wrist and cuts his hand off* take that!!:p :p

[FREEDOM!]

*wraps Anamatars sword in duct tape, then grabs the duct taped blad and throws it across the arena* take that HA *pulls out long bow and arrows and shoots anamatar in the left rib* ah-ha!

[Anamatar IV]

There is no duct tape or scottish claymore in M-e FREEDOM.

Anamatar lifted up his sword which was still in his hand due to flagrant oocing by FREEDOM and he spoke these words aloud.

"Worm of the dark! Fire of hell! Take this fell person to the depths of the world and to his death!" As Anamatar yelled thise plunged his sword deep through the throat of FREEDOM.

[FREEDOM!]

I'm not dead yet!

There is too duct tape and scottish claymores in ME! i brought them with me! so i don't think u can shove your sword into me, kickes Anamatar across stadium!

[Anamatar IV]

ooc-please. Lets have a SERIOUS fight. So no scottish claymores or duct tape.

IC-

Anamatar takes a big rock and hurls it into FREEDOM's head.

[FREEDOM!]

OUCH, that smarts *rubbs head, then quickly pulls out his long bow and shoots anamatar in the heart*

AHH ha

[Éomond]

ok, FREEDOM, you can shot Anamatar in the heart but he can't stab you though the thoart, that's a bit, uh, cheap if you ask me.

[HobbitGirl]

Is sauronbill still around? Cause if he is I would really like to duel him. If he's not...oh well.

[HobbitGirl]

Hey Eomond...I haven't dueled you yet, have I? What would you say to a challenge?

[FREEDOM!]

Originally posted by Éomond
ok, FREEDOM, you can shot Anamatar in the heart but he can't stab you though the thoart, that's a bit, uh, cheap if you ask me.

Yes, it really is.

[Éomond]

Originally posted by FREEDOM!
Yes, it really is.

glad you agree:D;)

Hobbit Girl: Yes, I battle Celebrien a few weeks back. I'll think about:)

[FREEDOM!]

U need to change your avatar back to the DC talk one.

[FREEDOM!]

U need to change your avatar back to the DC talk one.

[Éomond]

I might, it was my Chirstmas, opps! Sorry, "Holiday" avatar but changed it to get ready for TTT.

If you want it I could give it to you FREEDOM if you ever wanted to use it use it

[FREEDOM!]

K, but i like mine right now.;) :rolleyes: ;) :D

[Nenya Evenstar]

Alright, from now on no more spamming in this thread! This is supposed to be a thread for fighting one-on-one with other people. When you post here make sure it is in character and make sure that your post has merit. If you are unsure about what a "good" post in here is, go take a look at the first few pages of this thread and view the fight between Mithrandir and white_rider. Ignore the posts made by people butting in in the middle of the battle.

Let the battles begin! :)

[Nenya Evenstar]

Elenya walks into the battle arena, her hand on her ivory sword hilt. She looks around at the empty arena and frowns. Surely there is someone who would be interested in a good round of sword play? She unsheathes her sword and waits... the judges should be arriving soon. Perhaps then someone will show his face and invite her to dance with her sword.

[Éomond]

Among the crowd a man walked in the stands. He headed towards the front, and sat at a empty seat, there was a table before him and a flag which hung over the side. There was a empty seat besides him, and there was a short was aroung the two chairs. He waited for his fellow jugde and a challenger to the elfs call.

[Mablung]

From the gates on the other side of the arena Maegelen walked out with his shield on his arm and a sword on his hip. Then he called out "Lady Elenya I will meet your challenge this fine day lets us make it a fight worthy of recognition in song!"

[Nenya Evenstar]

Elenya looks towards her contestant and smiles, the light and lust of battle gleaming in her eyes. The person willing to contest her is Maeg... her wonderful Bard. Elenya smiles and decides to give him something that will be surprising. "I will be fighting with simply my sword and some knives that I have hidden about my person," she tells him. "And, if I remember the rules correctly, I make the first move. Are you ready?" She fixes her eyes into those of her opponent and focuses all her attention on making them shine with victory.

[Mablung]

Maeg smiled lightly and bowed. "But of course Ladies always go first and let us see how suprising your knives and sword are against my sword shield and bow." He quickly drew his sword and waited for his friend to make the first move.

[Eöl]

Celebrien enters the arena in his dark cloak and sits in one of the back rows, watching the beginnings of the battle intently.

[FREEDOM!]

*Enters the arena and takes his seat next to Eomond*

[Nenya Evenstar]

Elenya acknowledges the entrance of the two judges and smiles silently to herself. She is ready. Taking a few graceful steps towards her opponent, she swings her sword in a smooth motion towards his right shoulder. Then, as Maegelen's blade comes up to meet her's, she quickly swings around his body and stabs her blade towards the back of his legs.

[Mablung]

With a quick motion Maeg thrusts his blade back and downwards hitting under her sword then bringing it up and twisting around to face her again. He then slashed at her left knee and smashed his shield forward towards her stomach while she parried the blade.

[Nenya Evenstar]

Elenya grunts and steps a pace back. "Too bad I don't have a sheild to protect myself!" Nenya grins at the thought. Maeg seems a little discomforted at the sight of the grin... after all, it was Elenya that got hit in the stomach with a sheild. For a moment the two stand there staring each other in the eye like two wild beasts. Then, suddenly, Elenya charges, eyes on fire and sword making great arcs in the air above her head. She lifts her sword up carefully, watching each and every move of her opponent to make sure that she can counter any sword move on his part, and then finally lifts up her sword and brings its blade with surprising swiftness down upon her enemy's head. However, she is not quick enough and Maeg, summoning up all the speed he can, shoves his sheild up above his head with one arm while aiming for Elenya's unprotected stomach with his sword. Elenya, however, is expecting this move and arches her back, Maeg's blade comming within inches from her stomach.

"Think you'd get me did ya?" The elf taunts. She quickly swings her sword down from Maeg's head, knocking his bow and quiver off his back by cutting the bonds that bind it to him. She promptly stands on the artifacts with a look of triumph in her eyes... he can't use them now.

[Mablung]

Maeg smiled "Very well done however I wasn't planning on using them anyway too much chance of someone actually getting killed with those." He then danced out of the way as she stabbed at him the blade passing right by his shoulder. With his shield hand he grabbed her arm then pulled her closer then swung his sword at her other arm.

[Nenya Evenstar]

However, Maeg forgets one thing, and though he has Elenya by one arm while he swings his sword toward her other arm, Elenya reaches quicker than lightning into her cloak and holds out a small knife in her sword hand, point straight towards Maeg's quickly descending sword arm. The blade scores deep into his arm, and the sword never reaches Elenya's body, for as soon as Maeg feels the pain shoot into his wrist, he recoiles his sword. Elenya then pivots with her held arm and steps away from Maeg, sword threatening to cut the arm which holds her though ready as always to defend herself.

[Mablung]

Dances away from her then turns and in one smooth motion draws the knife from his arm and throws it at her. It hits her quickly burying itself in her leg above the knee. Then he switches his shield and sword arms and circles her.

[Nenya Evenstar]

Now it is Elenya's turn to feel a little pain. As the blood gushes from her wound and stains the floor, she looks towards Maeg's wound and sees blood falling from it as well. His sword arm is maimed and her left leg is hurting badly. Elenya takes a look at the situation before bracing herself for her Maeg's next move, preferring to defend herself at the moment rather than attack. In her mind she forms a bitter plan and lets her face show it.

[Mablung]

Maeg took his sword and his shield tightly then quickly rushes her. He deflects her sword with his shield and pushes on her other arm with his sword arm pinning them both backwards then he planted his foot onto her wounded leg and knocked her down while he had her pinned not wanting to let up on her he slammed his forehead into hers with a great amount of force.

[Nenya Evenstar]

Elenya's head spins. Suddenly, she realized that she has but one choice to go with in order to get out of this frightful fix. Shaking her head and wishing that she did not have to go through with it, she kicks upwards with her one good leg and hits Maeg squarely in the groin. :rolleyes: (OOC: You asked for it! :p) Maeg jumps backwards, his armor not able to defend against the strong legs of the elf. Elenya struggles to her feet the best she can. She has to favor her right leg as her left hurts, but it is still able to bear a little weight. Her forhead is bruised, but her head is still clear though aching. She looks at Maeg's hunched form, not at all glad at having to take the route she took, and promptly pulls out six knives from her clothes and throws them one after another at her bent opponent. Maeg makes a feeble attempt to block the knives and only succeeds in blocking two. The others hit their marks: one in each of his legs, and two in his stomach.

[Mablung]

While hunched over from the crippling pain ripping throughout his body he feels four sharp points hit him knocking him down. He Murumurs a prayer of thanks for his armor then removes the knives from the leather then hops up and throws three of them back at her. As she flips back to get out of their way he rushes then bends down and picks up his bow and arrows that she was no longer standing on and in one smooth motion draws an arrow and nocks it then fires at her right arm then throws the last knife at her left one.

[Nenya Evenstar]

Nenya falls to her knees, unable to defend herself any longer. Her left leg is maimed and both of her arms are rendered useless. Panting and bleeding, she looks up from her kneeling position. "I believe you have one, my good bard," she says with a smile, her head aching. "I cannot defend myself any longer. If you hadn't had that accursed armor and bow or your's, things might have been different! But come! Help your poor boss up! I'm in pain."

[Mablung]

Maeg smiled and walked over then drew back on his bow string and let it twang aiming it at her head. "And that would be the final kill shot...* He laughed then helped her up and took her shoulder so she could walk with her injured knee. "That cheap shot of yours is what made me go for the bow otherwise I wouldn't have used it... that was really painful and it ruined all chance of a good song since no one likes to hear someone sing about that. Come now lets get ourselves fixed up you got some good wounds on me as well I'm afraid milady." Leaning on eachother they limped out of the arena.

[FREEDOM!]

Great fight! that was really cool!

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Falim Stealthspear smirked at the woman being carried off the battle field by her opponent. All that was visible from under his black cloak was his snow-white beard, which was finely braided in gold. He walked to the center of the arena, the others watching him silently.

"Who here can challenge me? For I have come from the dark of Moria and my spear thirsts for blood!" he bellowed. A black spike came from underneath his cloak, it glimmered in the light like a terrible black spike, and it was eager to taste the life of another.

[Eöl]

"I will challenge you Master Dwarf!" Celebrien stood and then leapt lightly to the arena floor. "I am eager for a fight as well!"

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Falim tore off his cloak and lo! a Dwarf clad in black plate mail he was, and he shone in the sun with an eerie black radiance. He wore no helm, instead a fine strand of mithril was adorned about his head and a buckler he fastened onto his left arm. His beard contrasted with the black armor about his stout body, but he looked fierce nonetheless.

"I prefer to fight in shadow under the cloak of darkness, but even here I can defeat you," shouted the Dwarf, but in a joking manner.

[Mablung]

After healing Maeg walked into the stands with Elenya. "Lets see if we can get a song out of this one. I can't imagine two low blow matches in a row."

[Ecthelion]

Tood the hobbit walked into the stands and waited eagerly for a new match to start that he might be able to join.

[Eöl]

OOC: Sorry I've been gone awhile...

IC: Celebrien draws his blade Anglachel and begins slowly circling his opponent. "Let the battle begin!" he cried.

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Falim had almost fallen asleep by the time Celebrien drew his sword. But as he heard the harsh ring of metal unsheathed, Falim's age old wrath was kindled once again. "So Master Elf, you shall be the first of your kind to feel the sting of Nirag-zigil!" Falim taunted, assuming his fighting stance. He mounted his black buckler onto his right wrist, its silver edges radiant with the Sun's rays. He slowly began to circle the Elf in the opposite direction, his spear aimed for his chest. Celebrien charged at Falim, his sword was like a brand of fire. But Falim had not remained idle, for he rolled forward, his spear held firmly in his grasp, and delivered a blow to the Elf with the side of his spear. Celebrien fell back but quickly recovered, but his stomach felt bruised and broken, for it was bleeding internally.

[Eöl]

"You hit hard Master Dwarf!" Celebrien grunted. "Now taste my wrath!" He draws several throwing knives and whips them at the dwarf.

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Falim was startled by so quick a response, but managed to throw his buckler in front of him to catch most of the knives. Yet one strayed a little low, and embedded itself into Dain's kneecap.

[Eöl]

Celebrien charges at the dwarf swinging his sword but at the last second turns his blade and spin-kicks him in the face. The dwarf falls to the ground, but Celebrien is off-balance...

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Falim was taken aback by such a powerful blow to his face. He recovered however, and swept Celebrien off his remaining foot with a swipe of Narag-zigil. The warrior fell down on his back, the wind knocked out of him, but he was not finished yet. In pain, but still standing, Falim tore the knife out of his kneecap, and blood spewed forth from the wound. Falim lunged with his spear, aiming for the Elf's chest, but Celebrien rolled out of the way, and drew his sword again. Infuriated at failing to anticipate such a maneuver, Falim charged Celebrien, spear head aimed directly for the Elf. Celebrien brought his arms in close to his body, his sword aimed to meet the Dwarf's spear head on, but Falim did something that even the great Elf could not foretell. Two feet in front of the Elf, Falim planted his spear into the ground and vaulted himself for the Elf's unprotected face. Falim's remaining good leg stretched forth and his foot made contact with the Elf's naked face with a sickening noise, and Celebrien fell to the ground once more. Narag-zigil came singing through the air, and landed on Celebrien's chest, preventing him from getting up off the ground.

[Ecthelion]

****I just wanted to point out to you Dain that you had a knife embedded into your kneecap, then your ran and pole vaulted yourself high enough to kick and elf in the face. I think a little editing may be needed****

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

**OK Fine... edited.**

[Eöl]

Celebrien could feel the blood dripping from his shattered nose and knew that he had to do something fast. He grabbed Falim's spear and yanked as hard as he could, throwing the dwarf over his body and then rolled to the side and stood slowly.

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Falim slammed into the earth like a pile of black metal falling from a great forge. It was times like these that Falim wished he had a helm. Pulling himself to his feet, he was struck again in the back with a knife, it pierced his armor and stuck into his back. He bellowed in pain, but recovered quickly, turning around, his buckler facing his opponent. It easily deflected the knives, and Dain hurled Narag-zigil at Celebrien. The black spike impaled the Elf in the chest, blood spewed forth from the wound like a red waterfall, tainting the ground a deep brown. The Elf's eyes went dark and cold, and he fell to the ground, the spearhead protruding out of his back. The healers quickly ran to his aid, as well as Falim's, who had fallen from paralysis; the knife had severed his spinal cord.

[Eöl]

OOC: Good battle Dain, and an excellent end. I can see you are a good rper!

[Angoreth]

A figure comes down from the stands and jumps into the arena"I am putting a challenge out, who will take me up on my offer?" asked the figure cloaked in black. She awaits her opponent, she makes comfortable the belt on her sword.

[Angoreth]

*sigh* I guess no one wants to battle.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari stepped into the Arena once more. "I will battle you, Angoreth," the Hobbit said. "It is nice to see a new face around here." She took her short staff Waverush out of the case on her back and assumed a battle stance. Ashari waited for Angoreth to strike, on her toes and ready to take anything that her opponent could throw at her.

[Angoreth]

*Finally an opponent. hello Ashari I hope this to be a fair fight so we can go to the golden axe inn when we are finished* she said with a grin.Angoreth put her right foot in front of her body to prepare for her attack. She slowly took her sword from it's sheath fliped it to get a good grip. Angoreth now with full force came at Ashari with a blow straight down.

[HobbitGirl]

With a movement almost quicker than the eye could see, Ashari flipped her staff upward to block the blow. She tried to thrust Angoreth's sword back towards her, but Angoreth had all her weight on Ashari's staff. Ashari pushed Angoreth's sword to the side with her staff, and then darted in the oppposite direction and around to Angoreth's back. Angoreth spun around, which was just the movement that Ashari anticipated. Ashari charged Angoreth, aiming towards her middle and making it look like she was going to deal a blow to Angoreth's stomach, but at the last second Ashari lowered her staff and hit Angoreth in the left kneecap, shattering it.

[Angoreth]

*AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH*Angoreth screamed out in pain.*I can barley stand on my left leg* she said to her self, * but i am just as strong*, with that Angoreth lunged at Ashari who didn't have enough time to get out of the way. Angoreth came at her with a blow to her left arm, and with that angoreth fell on her right leg, slowly she picked herself up by leaning on her sword.*how am i going to block her next attack, she might be small but my leg is of no help* she said to herself.

[HobbitGirl]

The gash Angoreth had made in Ashair's left arm was very deep and pained the hobbit emensly and was bleeding profusly, but she gritted her teeth and switched her staff to her right hand. Seeing Angoreth stagger, Ashari charged her once more, but Angoreth was ready. She blocked the blow Ashari delt towards her right leg, but Ashari once again shoved Angoreth's sword to the side and went for her right kneecap. The hobbit succeeded in shattering it too, but Angoreth mangaged to stab Ashari in the right shoulder before the hobbit stepped back some paces to catch her breath.

[Angoreth]

Ashari and Angoreth stood there in the arena trying to catch there breath.Angoreth now unable to stand sat on her butt and thought of a way to attack, but it seemed hopless. Ashari seeing that all hope had left Angoreth charged at her once more hoping it to be the finall blow,Angoreth held up her sword against Ashari's staff,the two stood(or sat, but to Ashari Angoreth was just her size) the two seemed unmovable,Angoreth seeing Ashari moving to the side once more she countered her attack, and with a blow to Ashari's left hip, blood gushed from her side.Ashari in intense pain reached over and tore a peice of cloth from her shirt and tied it around her wound, while Angoreth now waited for Ashari's attack. Angoreth now turned and asked,* is there not a judge to watch over our battle? And isen''t there a way for an elf to heal her self, so she can atlest stand on her own feet*.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari tried to find a way to finish off her opponent, and then it occured to her. She still had her hobbit-bow and arrows. She unslung her bow from her back, took an arrow out of her quiver, and nocked it to the string. She was about to pull her arrow back, but a wave of dizziness swept over the hobbit. She was loosing too much blood. Ashari staggerd, dropped her bow, and fell on one knee. "Well, Angoreth, it looks as if we have a tie," she said to the elf. "You can't stand on your own two feet and I can barely keep my head off the ground. You are a fiersome opponent. Good fight." With that, Ashari passed out and lay unconcious in the dirt.

WINNER: DRAW

[Angoreth]

*That was a great battle, you put up a tuff fight, for a hobit.*she said with a grin. *To me you show great streangh, and in my book I think you came out the better end* she said with a wink. Angoreth helped Ashari to the stands as best she could, and the two sat there regaining streangth.

[Theoden_king]

*steps forward* "will no one accept a challenge from a new comer longing for the feel of battle once again?" Theoden's fingers rest on the hilt of Herugrim as he awaits an opponent to face

[Angoreth]

*I shall face you*. said a dark figure that went by the name Lamerend.

[Theoden_king]

"Lamerend you have a willing opponent, let this be an honourable battle" with that Theoden unsheathed Herugrim, got a good grasp on the hilt and prepared himself for battle

[Angoreth]

* then a battle this shall be* she said with a smurk.* Ah, but challenger has first attack*. she unsheathed ardemin. and readed herself, she put her shield on her arm and let her bow hang on her back.

[Theoden_king]

Theoden lifted his helmet to his head, and stood for a moment he felt the wind on his face and the heat of the sun warm his coat of mail then suddenly without warning charged forward, bringing his sword back to deliver a mighty blow downwards

[Angoreth]

lamerend blocked his blow by putting her sword up against his she shuved him back,he stumbled a few steps back. She charged at him, she throiugh a blow to his left arm he kept on fighting as if he didn't feel it he stabed at her and got her left rist. she charged at his left knee cap.

[Halla Macar]

an older child around 15 y.o. steps into the arena, but quickly moves into the shadows in the arena.

[Theoden_king]

lamerend had her eyes set on Theoden's knee cap, she didn't see Theoden pull out his dagger. Theoden stabbed the dagger into her leg, but at that exact moment Lamerend also swung her sword at Thoden's leg slashing his leg and knocking him to the floor

[Angoreth]

Lameredn grinded her teeth in pain as she pulled the dagger from her leg, "You didn't lie when you said worthy opponent" she said as she kicked him in his side, roled over in pain as she kicked him one more time. Lamerend seeing her chance stepped back and pulled her bow from around her neck she pulled an aroow from her back pouch and waited for the right shot, quick and painless.

[Theoden_king]

Theoden pulled himself on to his knees and looked directly at the arrow which was pointing at his head, he already had a plan in mind. Lamerend's arrow whistled as it was released from her string but with unbelievable speed, Thoden swung his sword round and clipped the arrow enough to change the course, passed his head. Theoden felt a new strength in him, he swung Heugrim towards Lamerend but ever swing she seemed to be one step ahead of him ready to block the blow, with a flick of her wrist, Lamerend cracked the hilt of her sword against Theoden's skull, knocking his helmet to the floor and causing quite a lot of damage to Theoden's head "Arrrgggghhh" Theoden fell back with a mask of blood quickly covering his face.

[Angoreth]

Lamerend stepped back and cought her breath as theoden wiped the blood from his face. He then jumped up with amazing streangth, he came at her there sword's met and theoden seizing the oppertunity flipped a knife from his sleeve and stabed her in the hand, Lamerend stumbled back in pain,another weapon she would have to pull from her flesh. she the switched her sword to her right hand, pulled a knife from her belt and through it with amazing speed at thodens throat.

[Theoden_king]

Theoden was stunned, he did not expect this. As Theoden panicked luck, it seems, was on his side. Theoden stumbled forwards and the blade dug deep into his shoulder, he fell to his knees and Lamerend, seeing an opportunity to finish the battle, charged at Theoden ready to deliver her last blow. Theoden clenched the ground with his fist as he saw Lamerend begin to charge and just at the right moment he flicked his wrist releasing a handful of dirt into the eyes of his opponent, Theoden tried to stand for a final attack but was too weak, it was now a race and whoever recovered first could finish the battle with one final swing of their sword

[Angoreth]

the stinging burn of the dirt seemed unbearable but she quickly pulled a small container of water that clung to her belt from it's pouch, she flipped the lid and poured the water into her eye's. Every thing still a blur she could see her opponent getting up, she blinked constaintly until she her sight returned, by this time her opponent was up on his feet a few step's away. Him seeing his oppertunity flung himself forward and fell to his knees as the sword stuck through lamerend, with him on his knees, lamerend could not bare to lose, she swung her sword around and cut theodens head clean off his shoulder's. lamerend fell to her knees and bleed to death as theodens body fell on it's side, also with blood gushing out of it's corps.




Winner: Tie

[Theoden_king]

OOC: Good fight but I think the rules of this arena were that characters could not kill each other. An alternative ending may have just been for both characters to stab each other but not fatally, both characters could then quit and call a draw from excessive blood loss

[Angoreth]

OOC: I thought you can kill each other but you that it didn't include any other post or something like that and you can go and battle again as a different person?well if I broke A rule I am terribly sorry. it was not intentional. and thank you, you fought very well.

[Theoden_king]

ooc: I'm not 100% sure but I think you need to ask the players permission before killing, their character. anyway it was a good fight

[Angoreth]

OOC:WWWEEELLL SSOOORRYYY mr. king.lol I will make sure to ask you next time befor I kill.:p any way yes good fight.

[Theoden_king]

OOC: actually the more I think about it the more I think you are right, and your ending was the best anyway so we will let it stand at that

[Angoreth]

ooc: thank you, and I also saw where you were comeing from so don't think I was against you. any way yes it twas a good ending.lol.;) :D

[Theoden_king]

OOC: I read on the rules of RPG's that you have to ask before killing someone but this isn't the RPG's forum so I guess you were right

[Angoreth]

OOC: thank you I am glad you see it my way, I wouldent want to have to kill you again. lol jk;) .


IC:* bows her head humbley, then raises it quickly*" alright now that thats settle lets go have an ale. lol.:eek: :D

[Theoden_king]

IC:Well if you would locate my head and place it onto my shoulders I would gladly join you :D

[Angoreth]

"Oh quite right quite right"she said as she looked around for his head,when she had found it she placed it on his shoulders and it healed very nicley with her herbs. Then they both left the arena.

[Mablung]

Maegelen entered the arena holding his across his back then waited for an opponent to arrive.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari wandered into the arena. She had been very bored of late and had not much to do. As she approached the hobbit spotted Maegelen standing in the arena as if waiting for someone to challenge him. Ashari smiled. She pattered up to the elf and bowed low. "Pardon me, my good sir, but you seem as if you would like a challenge. I do not believe I have had the pleasure of dueling with you yet. Will you accept a hobbit's challenge?"

[Mablung]

Maegelen smiled at the Hobbit then picked up his shield. "Certainly it should be a fun battle. Things have been slow around here as of late. Ladies first attack." He raised his sword and shield in preparation of an attack.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari smiled again, and then took her short staff out of the canvas case on her back. She cast off her beloved blue cloak and spun her staff once. She assumed her battle stance, her right arm and staff behind her parallel to the ground and her left hand in front of her. She shifted her feet so that her left was in front of her right. She stood poised in the stance for a moment, holding very still for the most part but slowly leaning a little forward. Without warning she dashed at Maeg and spun her staff fiercly for his kneecap.

[Mablung]

Maegelen laughed seeing the normall cheery little hobbit so serious. When lashed out at his kneecap he lifted the leg above her and spun around. When he came back around he brought his foot down on top of the staff. He smiled then dove forward with his shield trying to slam into her chest.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari dropped her staff when Maegelen stepped on it and sprang back. When he charged her with his shield she rolled sideways then picked herself up off the ground all in a flash, as she didn't have to go very far down, considering her height. The hobbit sprang a few steps back, drawing out her bow and nocking an arrow to the string. She was positioned so that Maeg's shield was no longer between him and the hobbit. She drew back and launched an arrow, all in one smooth motion, and it flew towards Maeg's unprotected underarm.

[Mablung]

Maeg gave a little hop so that the arrow caught him in the armor significantly reducing the force of the blow. As he came down he drew his own bow and knocked an arrow coming to one knee. Not even a second after he hit the ground he let the arrow fly towards her chest.

[HobbitGirl]

Ashari had no time to think before the arrow hit her between the ribs. Miraculously, it seemed, the shaft bounced right off of her and fell to the ground with a clatter. The hobbit blessed the mithril mail that was under her clothes, thinking briefly about how her ancestor Samwise's friend Frodo had worn that same coat into Mordor. These thoughts passed in less than an instant, however, and Ashari took advantage of the moment when Maeg was busy nocking another arrow to dart towards him and grab her staff from the ground. She spun around and faced him, darted back a few steps, and tried to anylize the situation.

The hobbit was furious. None of her attacks had worked so far, but she would not give up. I will win! she thought. "You would do well not to underestimate me, no matter how jovial I am when not in battle," Ashari said to Maegelen.

Maeg was back on his feet, blade in hand. Ashari charged right at him. She swung another blow attempting to shatter his kneecap, but he blocked that. She darted around to her left and faked going for his knee on that side, and as he swung down to his left to block it, Ashari darted to her left again and grabbed Maegelen's arm with her left hand. She pulled upward as hard as she could and at the same time jumped with all the strength her legs could muster, and it was enough to bring the elf's head within range of her staff. She swung her staff upward and whacked him square in the temple with the force of a hammer.

[Mablung]

Maegelen got struck silly by the blow. But through the muddled thoughts he managed to arch his back and fall backards pinning the small hobbit beneath all of his weight. He scrambled up trying to recover, but he was still seeing double. He recovered at some point then went at her with the sword again. He slid down onto his back slamming his feet into her legs then spun on the small of his back juggling her up into the air. He then gave a swift kick to her.

[Legolaschick]

Erithiel walked into the arena, she saw the other two fighting and desided to wait and see who won. This will be a good fight, he thought to herself as she sat down on a rock.