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Round 1: Mevnomba Dondred vs. Jake; Location: Arena Four
Topic Started: Feb 12 2011, 05:27 PM (485 Views)
Lord Talancir D'Landior Feb 12 2011, 05:27 PM Post #1
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 The sun arose the next morning over a whitened landscape. The cafeteria had prepared a light breakfast for those who wished to eat before their fight, and bonfire pits had been dug at intervals into the ground. The snowstorm had largely blown itself out; only a slight flurry floated gently downward from the sky. The door to the arena battlegrounds stood closed, and Auriel stood silently in front of them, his gauntleted hands clasped behind his waist.

When all were gathered, he spoke,

"There be one o' ye who'll be th' Champion this time 'round. Many o' ye'll fight fer it, but only one'll claim it. Oi pose these questions t' ye: Who then 'as th' right t' call us victor? O' who'll th' poets adore in prose an' song when th' dust 'as settled? 'Tis naught but th' roaring crowd, th' audience who takes note; th' final opinion that crowns heroes an' makes tyrants rot in cold dungeons. D' ye 'ear 'em? D' ye 'ear their clamour?"

Auriel raised a hand above him; at this signal, choreographed fireworks soared up from the castle turret in the middle of the battleground, and split the air with thunder and noise. The audience in the nearby distance roared their approval.

Auriel let his arm fall to his side, and glanced up and down the group of assembled warriors. "Go, an' win glory fer yerself, yer family, country, or whomever. Yer destiny awaits." The doors behind him opened to reveal a stone passageway, held up by reinforced wood buttresses and lit by brass lanterns.

Inside the hallway were doors, next to which heralds were standing, calling out names.

"You there! Are you... Mevnomba Dondred? Oh, I should hope so. Not many non-vampires can pull off that look. And you, you must be..... Jake? Come on then, let's get you two in your places."

The herald promptly leads you to the arena, the snow crunching under his paws. There as a layer of snow about four inches thick, covering what appeared to be a layer of peat and gravel. Wooden logs were posted up from the ground, seemingly at random and offering a modicum of cover. To counter the heat, eight large iron braziers on metal legs were set against the perimeter of the arena, blazing hot from the fires that had been burning in them since early morning. The snow under them had already melted, turning the peat into a thick, muddy bog several feet out from the braziers.


"When I say, you'll head to the opposite sides of the arena, you two. Next to the fenceposts, we've got them marked. Mevnomba, stand there, and you over there, Jake. Now then, you've understood that you've ten blows on your opponent to win. Torso (that includes the shoulders, mind) and thighs count as one strike, the head, two. Only seven points to be counted by ranged. If you've a mind to surrender, shout your intentions, that the judges, your opponent, and myself can hear them. Do you two understand?" After hearing the replies, the herald nodded, and turned to the arena audience.

"My Lords, My Ladies, welcome to the first round of the Fourth SB Tournament! Announcing their debut match, I give you Mevnomba and Jake!"

The audience erupted in applause and cheering. Bowing, the herald turned to the combatants. "Head to your starting positions, salute your opponent, then begin!"
Edited by Talancir D'Landior, Feb 12 2011, 08:00 PM.
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L Dragon Feb 19 2011, 08:54 PM Post #16
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 "Do we kill him?" Lunar asked as Mev stood over Jake's body. The vampire tightened his grip on his sword, and paused for a moment. Mev had an option now, kill the guy or let him walk. What would killing this guy do for the vampire? He could feed on the guy, drink the blood that was pouring out of his wound. No doubt he'd make the wound worse and cause the guy more pain in doing. Or, he could end his life right here and now. He could drive his sword through Jake's heart and watch his life slip away form him.

"You may leave." Mev replied as he took a few steps back, to let Jake know that he wasn't going to kill him. Of course, the judges must have heard Jake's shout of defeat, thus, there was no need to continue the fight, or kill the guy the guy for that matter. Now, Mev would just wait until the judges declared him the winner. The vampire was hoping they'd do it fast, he was injured after all, and it wasn't like the blood dripping from his arm was tickling him.
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Lord Talancir D'Landior Feb 20 2011, 05:31 PM Post #17
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 The herald, watching from the sidelines, raised a bright green pennant with two stylized swords crossed over the field, and a dark blue pennant with two spiked maces crossed over the field, high over his head. Sometime during the fighting, two helpers joined him with poles in their hand, each with ten black streamers loosely attached. The helpers had moved the appropriate number of streamers to one side of the pole, each to signify a strike, and these they raised high to match the pennants waving in the slight breeze.

"My Lords and Ladies, a victor has prevailed! Mevnomba Dondred defeats Jake, three strikes to one!" The audience roared their acclimation as the combatants left the arena.

In the judge's box, Ser Auriel stood next to the edge, his gauntleted fingers drumming a metal heartbeat against the gilded wooden railing. "Hm, a victory already," he said aloud to himself. "Well done, good ser. An' we don' really 'ave t' repair the arena, as well. Well done, good ser. A noble victory..."
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