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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Jun 12, 2010 10:06:15 GMT -5
Volkmar looked at sign outside of the town of Leobscuro, and read the sign.
"Welcome to Leobscuro's annual combat tournament. The grand prize stands at 1000 silver coins.
Rules:
1. If a man is down on the ground for more that 5 second or gets kick out of the ring, He lose!
2. Magic is not allow in any fight, but if your weapon has a magical power, then the weapon is allow"
Volk grinned and looked for the table to signed up in, "1000 silver coins are mine!"
After a while, Volkmar was in the ring with his swords out, and he looked up at the moon.
"Must be mid-day." He said, as he absorbed the moonlight. He looked across the arena, and looked at his opponent.
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Sryne Hiasen
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Post by Sryne Hiasen on Jun 13, 2010 16:08:21 GMT -5
Sryne was almost smiling grimly as he stepped into the opposite side of the arena.
"Nice to see you again, Volkmar." he said sarcastically, sneering at him slightly.
The last time they'd fought Volkmar had come out on top- leaving him with broken bones and an ego with even more wounds. Now he wanted to fix that by kicking his ass and getting that grand prize.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Jun 13, 2010 21:37:56 GMT -5
"...And you are?" He asked Sryne, as he looked at him, trying to remember his face. "Did we fight or something? Sorry, if you think you are going to be like a badass, and get into my face about this, then it ain't going to work." He picked up one of his swords and put a tight grip on it.
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Post by Sryne Hiasen on Jun 17, 2010 12:39:49 GMT -5
Sryne scowled and drew his long, thin blade, stepping forward. his face became a calm mask and he crouched into a defensive position, waiting for Volkmar to make the first move.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Jun 17, 2010 14:14:44 GMT -5
Volkmar grinned and ran towards Sryne, and pulled his swords along his sides. He grinned and then slammed his leg and Sryne's face.
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Post by Sryne Hiasen on Jun 17, 2010 18:42:30 GMT -5
Sryne took the hit, and it lifted him off his feet and threw him back two yards. Somehow he managed to stay upright, and though his nose began to bleed he smiled grimly. then he lunged at Volkmar, aiming a fist at his jaw and the knife in his other hand flashing out to strike at his side.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Jun 17, 2010 19:15:16 GMT -5
Volk blocked the fist with his sword, but the knife was another story. It impaled his side, and he grunted, "Sneaky lil' bastard, huh?" He told him, then he swung his foot at Sryne's side, and he pulled his blades off of Sryne's fist.
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Post by Sryne Hiasen on Jun 22, 2010 19:12:53 GMT -5
Reluctantly Sryne was forced to let go of his blade to avoid the kick, and he backed off a few feet, waiting for another opportunity to attack. Deciding not to be th one to advance, he tried taunting his opponent.
"Waiting for an invitation?" He sneered.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Jun 22, 2010 19:27:53 GMT -5
Volk touched the blade in his side, and then he pulled it out of him. "Aren't you just so nice, giving me an opening, after giving me this little kid's blade!" He threw the knife, to the side and ran towards Sryne, with each of his massive blades at his sides.
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