kelatheskelicia has entered the room.
Capt Sneggle has entered the room.
Capt Sneggle has left the room.
Capt Sneggle has entered the room.
Capt Sneggle: ::wanders in::
Capt Sneggle: Hey Lethal Lady
Capt Sneggle: ::down the steps to the bar for a ale and then turns around to look at mostly a lot of empty tables, seats, and rings::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::She therefore, shows up, flipping on the lights as she goes about preparing for the coming tournement.:: Evening, Lorance.
Capt Sneggle: Life treating you good?
DUEL Dioxane C: No serious complaints, as of yet. ::looking down at her notes and crossing a name off the list of participants::
kalindaacheron: [she entered, fur cloak wrapped tightly about her shoulders, her hair bound tightly in a tail]
Capt Sneggle: ::nods:: I hear there is a tournament for those not yet Warlords in the annex tonight, you officiating?
kelatheskelicia: :: follows in behind Kalinda, and towards a table, shrugging out of her knee length jacket, and laying it across a chair, before taking a seat::
DUEL Dioxane C: Yes. I am the organizer of this tournement. However, it is taking place here in the Arena, not the Annex.
Capt Sneggle: ::nods:: That's good
DUEL Dioxane C: I had no wish to interfere further with Fight Night.
Capt Sneggle: Well, good luck to you and those fighting.
DUEL Dioxane C: Indeed.
Capt Sneggle has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: ::looking over the clipboard and nodding to Kalinda and Kelathe.::Evening.
Rena A Cronin has entered the room.
kelatheskelicia: Evening! I'm here for the Talon of Redwin... ::chuckles::
DUEL Dioxane C: Of course you are. Name, please?
kelatheskelicia: Kelathe, at your service.
DUEL Dioxane C: Are you, now? Right then. You're listed as the third seed, tentatively, depending on the arrivals of the two higher.
kalindaacheron: Good evening. [she sat and nodded]
DUEL Dioxane C: ::returning the nod to Kalinda::Evening.
kalindaacheron: Are you collecting names for this event?
DUEL Dioxane C: As long as the names are for entrants in the tourney, then yes, I'm collecting them. Only a temporary collection, I will not keep them after.
kalindaacheron: [she smiled] I am Kalinda Acheron.
DUEL Dioxane C: Right then. You're second seed. This won't change unless Rabmallet fails to show.::nodding and marking her clipboard.::
Kyra Von Jessup has entered the room.
Rena A Cronin has left the room.
kalindaacheron: [she nodded, and signalled the serving staff for her wine]
DUEL Dioxane C: If any are interested, Brigath has already bowed out. So that's one less to fret about.
DUEL Dioxane C: Fifteen minutes for the rest to show. Likely give some leeway for stragglers, of course.
kalindaacheron: I see. [she laid a pair of nobles upon the tray of the serving lad who brought her wine] Therefore, Rabmallet tentatively has the first . . .bye, is it?
DUEL Dioxane C: Tentatively. Yes. Unless, of course, he fails to show, and no one else enters. Then the bye won't happen 'til later. Course, that also depends on the stragglers, etc.
DUEL Dioxane C: These things happen.
kalindaacheron: I understand.
kalindaacheron: [she raised the glass to her lips, waiting patiently]
Kyra Von Jessup: ::steps inside, looking about before heading down the stairs and moving to an empty table. Once there, a seat taken as she listened to the one conversation floating around the room. A nod to the caller::
QueenTeleperien has entered the room.
QueenTeleperien has left the room.
Gnort Dragoon has entered the room.
TroyCstello has entered the room.
Gnort Dragoon has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: ::looks up from her clipboard and nods to Kyra:: Are you an entrant?
Kyra Von Jessup: I'm debating..I still have time, right?
TroyCstello: ::nudgs open the door with a shoulder, self-consciously straightening out his T-shirt::
DUEL Dioxane C: Indeed.::A single nod.::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::glancing towards Troy now, she nods.::
TroyCstello: Wow. Awesome turnout.
DUEL Dioxane C: There is still time.
kelatheskelicia: :: turns towards the new person entering, and raises an eyebrow::
DUEL Dioxane C: Are you an entrant?
TroyCstello: That I am.
DUEL Dioxane C: Name, please?
TroyCstello: Troy Costello.
K Tarkenstone has entered the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Seventh seed until such time as others fail to show.
TroyCstello: ::looks around, making a quick head count::
K Tarkenstone: ::steps into the Arena::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Glancing towards Kelten now, she nods once.:: Entrant. are you?
K Tarkenstone: Yes, if I understand you correctly.
DUEL Dioxane C: Name, please?
K Tarkenstone: Kelten Tarkenstone.
DUEL Dioxane C: Sixth seed, unless other entrants fail to show.
K Tarkenstone: ::finds a place to wait::
TroyCstello: (Hm. Mebbe someone should scan the Annex and tell any mistaken peeps it's in here?)
K Tarkenstone: Oh, I can't wait to see if I bud into a pretty flower or a thorny vine.
K Tarkenstone: ::snorts::
kalindaacheron: [she calmly sat, nursing her wine, waiting patiently]
DUEL Dioxane C: ::stony expression at his words.:: How witty.
AnjolieQuinn has entered the room.
K Tarkenstone: Maybe I'll just petrify.
Lutzartemus has entered the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Are you that scared?
kelatheskelicia: Or maybe some bird or squirrel will gobble you up.
TroyCstello: Where exactly do you equate a seed with turning into stone?
K Tarkenstone: Ha. No, I'm stone.
AnjolieQuinn: ::The femme was downing a glass of pure white wine as she sauntered quickly down the steps into the basement arena. Tonight's ensemble of 3 tiered palazzo pants of olive green, tight off the shoulder peasant top of cream cotton,
AnjolieQuinn: and thick brown leather belt with holsters was an unusual turn for the femme. Something very sensible rather than the usual picks.::
K Tarkenstone: ::grins at Troy:: Well, if someone was waiting on me to burst into flower, they'd be waiting long enough for me to petrify.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::a glance to the caller::Sign me up..I have nothing to lose.
DUEL Dioxane C: Very well. Eighth seed, for the moment.
kalindaacheron: [she looked up, nodding briefly to Quinn, content to remain in her cloak for the nonce]
DUEL Dioxane C: Name, please?
Kyra Von Jessup: Kyra Jessup.
AnjolieQuinn: ::Violet peepers took their usual gander around the crowd at those gathered and Anjolie Quinn tossed her things onto the nearest table.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Right then.
Lutzartemus: :;Appears::
TroyCstello: ...Right on then. ::slowly meandering towards the bar for his traditional Sam Adams::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::glancing towards Anjolie:: Name, please?
K Tarkenstone: ::grabs a weighted training blade and moves to a practice area::
AnjolieQuinn: ::A very polite nod was given to Kalinda. The femme had cooled down considerably since the last time they spoke.:: "Anjolie Quinn."
DUEL Dioxane C: Fourth seed for the moment. ::Nodding in response, writing it down::
RabMallet has entered the room.
RabMallet: ::trudges in::
Lutzartemus: ::glances around on his way to the bar::
TroyCstello: Man, you're just gonna tire yourself out. It's a tourney. ::noting the man with the weighted blade::
AnjolieQuinn: "Thank you..." ::She turned upon heel to take a seat at her table. Hands wrapped around the sai as she examined them and tried to take deep breaths.::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::nodding to Rabmallet and Lutz:: Your names, please?
K Tarkenstone: I'm warming up.
Lutzartemus: Artemus Kurgen.
DUEL Dioxane C: I don't have you listed.::To Artemus:: Are you entering?
RabMallet: ::grins;: hullo. I'm Rab. That's Artemus Kurgen. ::points::
Geffen Siewelt has entered the room.
kalindaacheron: [she smiled almost imperceptably, remembering said encounter was less than pleasant]
Lutzartemus: Late yes.
DUEL Dioxane C: Very good. Ninth seed.
RabMallet: Yer name's Diox?
DUEL Dioxane C: Rab. First seed.
DUEL Dioxane C: Dioxane.
RabMallet: Dioxany?
DUEL Dioxane C: Dioxane.::Dryly::
RabMallet: ::grins:: sorry. pleasure to meet yeh.
RabMallet: ::finds a seat and wrangles a pear from his pocket::
DUEL Dioxane C: Pleasure.
AnjolieQuinn: "Artemus.... since when are you not a Warlord?" ::A curious smirk on her face.::
RabMallet: ew. no warlords 'llowed in here.
Lutzartemus: ::grins:: Wrong brother Anjolie.
Lutzartemus: Yer thinkin of Sylus.
AnjolieQuinn: "Until last week I didn't even know you were brothers."
Lutzartemus: I'm a lowly Master at Arms.
RabMallet: ::chomps on the pear::
RabMallet: anyone want a pear? I got a couple more. ::waves pear around::
DUEL Dioxane C: Well then. We're waiting on Geffen.
AnjolieQuinn: "As am I... it's not that lowly, is it?" ::Rolling him a wink as she ordered up another glass of wine.::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::she sits back in her chair, shrugging out of the dark jacket. Underneath, a pale blue t-shirt tucked into ordinary jeans::
Geffen Siewelt: ::The Arena door opened as if on cue to reveal the man stepping in.::
K Tarkenstone: Food? ::stops practicing for the moment::
RabMallet: aye.
RabMallet: ::nods:: good'n too.
K Tarkenstone: Hey, you're that Rab fellow, aren't you?
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Looking up to the new arrival, nodding to him.:: Name?
Lutzartemus: ::chuckles:: Not that low, but not that high either.
RabMallet: Rab. yep.
K Tarkenstone: You were in the magic tournament too.
RabMallet: ::laughs;: well, barely.
AnjolieQuinn: "Agreed." ::Receiving her drink as she leaned back in the chair and silently prayed for some friends to show up.::
RabMallet: how'd yeh do?
RabMallet: take home a goblin and a prize?
K Tarkenstone: You knocked me out of the tournament, remember?
RabMallet: ::blinks:: er.
K Tarkenstone: I at least got a goblin.
Geffen Siewelt: I am Geffen. ::Already free of his suit coat.::
RabMallet: sorry, there. it's all me mallet's fault. I've no control over it at all with that Magiking bit.
AnjolieQuinn: ::Violet eyes took on shades of gray at the name floating across the air. Quinn remembered the fellow from a "business" entanglement she's seen him discussing with her beau.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Very good. All confirmed entrants have arrived. You were moved up to 5th seed, as Brigath had bowed out of this tournement.
RabMallet: ::eyes his mallet warily::
RabMallet: no Brigath? ah. alas!
K Tarkenstone: ::laughs:: That's okay. I was relying on a rather seedy looking wand, anyway.
RabMallet: ::nods:: always a next time...
DUEL Dioxane C: Quite unfortunate, indeed.::taking a moment to write a few things down.::
RabMallet: I went nowhere in the second goblin tourney. so who's to know.
RabMallet: ::chomp::
RabMallet: thankee for settin up the tourney, Dioxane.
Tasslehofl Momus has entered the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Wasn't much to do about it. Quite simple.
RabMallet: well, yeh got us here.
DUEL Dioxane C: I know, I'm too kind, of course.
DUEL Dioxane C: Four minutes and I'll start it up.
Lutzartemus: ::yawns::
RabMallet: ::chompslurp::
K Tarkenstone: Four minutes? I'd best go relieve myself before someone punctures me.
DUEL Dioxane C: Three now.
Geffen Siewelt: ::Orders a brandy with the idle time.::
TroyCstello: ::gingerly sips at his bottle, the frigid glass chilling his lips::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Finishes off her second glass of wine with a glance over to Artemus.:: "Would you care for a drink, dearie? On me."
Lutzartemus: ::grins:: I don't take body shots from women who are spoken for. ::winks:: But if you're buyin, I'll have a beer. :;heads that way::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Contralto voice rings in chuckles. The femme nodded at the serving lad to get the gentleman's order.:: "Technically... I'm not entirely spoken for, Art."
daimyojoku has entered the room.
RabMallet: ::finishes the pear and wipes his hands:: arrighty then.
Gunthor the Bolg has entered the room.
kalindaacheron: [she deigned to comment, remaining silent]
JohnathanHavoick has entered the room.
Elijah Solariss has entered the room.
kelatheskelicia: :: stretches, and looks around::
daimyojoku has left the room.
Lutzartemus: Well I am so that knocks me out of the party. :;laughs::
K Tarkenstone: ::returns from the restroom::
AnjolieQuinn: "Feh... you're not my type, Art." ::A wink.::
Elijah Solariss: ::enters queitly down the stairs from the Inn above::
DUEL Dioxane C: For whomever is the late entries, please give me your full name now.
Lutzartemus: ::grins:: Then no worries. ::nods and looks around the room::
Tasslehofl Momus has left the room.
K Tarkenstone: You get that mallet fixed, Rab?
Duel Tass has entered the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: All right then. Time to get underway.
RabMallet: ::raises eyebrow:: well it works fer hammerin, but every now and then it gets some weird Magiking going and I have to go that Isle...
JohnathanHavoick: ::Follows on the heels of the last to enter. He bumps the door with a shoulder and strolls down the stairs.::
DUEL Dioxane C: With even numbers, there will be no byes for the first round. Listen for your opponent and caller. ::acknowledging Tasslehofl, who arrives soon::
RabMallet: get it out of its system. I think it's faerie-cursed.
Lutzartemus: ::takes a drink of his beer::
TroyCstello: That sounds like a sexual problem.
RabMallet: ::thnks:: er. nope.
RabMallet: jest the mallet.
DUEL Dioxane C: Remember, this is a single elimination tournement.
kalindaacheron: [she stood, leaving her wine half full, and unclasped her cloak, draping it across her chair]
K Tarkenstone: Much like any battle.
Elijah Solariss: ::moves over by the rings as he looks at the contestants gathered::
kalindaacheron: [her attire this evening a one-piece outfit, consisting of two wide white straps front and back, from shoulder to crotch, accompanied by sandals]
Gunthor the Bolg has left the room.
RabMallet: ::scratches his bald head and squints around the room:: guess all the folks I used to see are all warlordies now...
AnjolieQuinn: ::Suddenly in a bad mood again.::
DUEL Dioxane C: With Tass. Rabmallet vs. Elijah Solaris, Kelathe vs. Kyra, and Geffen vs. Kelten.
JohnathanHavoick: ::He caught sight of Quinn as he weaved through the crowd. Dodging the occasional serving lad on his way.::
DUEL Dioxane C: With me. Kalinda vs Artemus, and Anjolie vs Troy.
Duel Tass: (please wait till I IM you)
K Tarkenstone: ::hikes it to the ring::
RabMallet: ::stands and looks for Tass::
Lutzartemus: :;As he waited for his opponent to be named, the green rodes covering his frame slowly changed into black chainmail, with black half-plate breeches and calf-high black leather boots:: Lets do this...
kelatheskelicia: ((Sorry!))
DUEL Dioxane C: ((Same with me, please. :) ))
kalindaacheron: [she moved towards the rings, bowing formally upon entering]
Elijah Solariss: ::he moves over to a ring by Tass, nods to Rab before entering, and then slips between the ropes::
AnjolieQuinn: ::The femme rose from her chair, finished off her wine, and took hold of her sai in each hand.::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::standing, she grabbed the sword she had uncovered and moved to a ring. Bowing to Tass then Kelanthe::
RabMallet: ::shrugs and follows him into the ring::
RabMallet: ::extends hand:: hullo. Rab.
kalindaacheron: [she touched the crossed staves tattoo upon her shoulder, the iron-shod staff coalescing into existence in her grasp]
Lutzartemus: ::Strolls silently into a ring, a golden pronged trident appearing in his hand::
Elijah Solariss: ::takes the hand and shakes:: Elijah.
K Tarkenstone: ::unsheaths a rather substantial broadsword::
kelatheskelicia: :: heads towards the ring, and nods to Tass, and her opponent, taking a relaxed position, but studying her very carefully:
RabMallet: well met. here we go.
TroyCstello: ::Casts a side-glance towards Quinn, then Artemus, then Kalinda...then he looked at his own taut but plain workout slacks and his cutoff T-shirt::
RabMallet: ::swings the mallet up to his shoulder::
K Tarkenstone: ::looks around:: So who's this Geffen person?
Lutzartemus: Good Luck, Kalinda. ::nods to the lass and readies::
kelatheskelicia: :: her rather simple black shirt, and black jeans, so neh::
Elijah Solariss: Aye, g'luck to ye. ::readies his own weapon::
kalindaacheron: And to you, Art. [she winked]
Geffen Siewelt: ::He paused upon reaching the rings. Watching them all fill he took note of the one with only one fighter.:: You must be Kelten.
Duel Tass: ::he looked to those in the rings, and nodded::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Anjolie saw only two people she didn't recognize. One of them was looking for Geffen and the other seemed to be on his own. As such the femme started sauntering very slowly towards the fellow. She had not yet noticed her beau's
AnjolieQuinn: presence.::
TroyCstello: ::Then, with a gallic shrug, he hoisted up his familiar longsabre, fingering the hilt as he hopped into the ring::
K Tarkenstone: That's me. You're Geffen?
Geffen Siewelt: ::Steps into the ring and draws the rapier.:: That is correct.
K Tarkenstone: ::offers Geffen a sword salute::
K Tarkenstone: ::grins at the blade:: Good thing I went before the duel.
AnjolieQuinn: ::Violet peepers were concentrating on that longsabre and then glanced down to the sai she held. A somewhat timid voice spoken up.:: "Troy?" ::Eyeing the man.::
TroyCstello: ::Emerald gaze flickered towards the woman that seemed to be his opponent, awaiting her entrance in the ring:: Yeah?
K Tarkenstone: I just really hate dueling fencers.
Duel Tass: One, 1: Rab starts it off, cutting the stepping Elijah high for first point (1-0)
AnjolieQuinn: ::Saunters into the ring slowly. The femme gave him a bow of her head.:: "I'm Quinn... nice to meet you."
JohnathanHavoick: Give'em hell, babe! ::Signals his location at the bar with a wave.::
RabMallet: ::brings the mallet down onto noggin::
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Duel Tass: Two, 1: Kyra takes the cut low, but finds Kelathe's circ parry there to steal the advantage (.5-0)
K Tarkenstone: Sure, they can stick you, but nothing quite takes off a limb like a good broadsword.
TroyCstello: Troy Costello. ::his congenial smile hidden by a cant of his head::
kelatheskelicia: :: suddenly, a dagger appears in her right hand, and she's there to block the incoming cut::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Quinn's heart skipped a beat as she heard the voice of her beau. She turned and waved to him before taking on a battle-ready stance and starting to study her new opponent.::
Duel Tass: Three, 1: Geffen steps as well, and is, too, brained by Kelten's high cut (1-0)
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Swings low but got blocked. A step back::
K Tarkenstone: ::throws a wicked cut at Gef's shoulder::
RabMallet: ::spins the mallet head and shuffles his feet a bit::
Geffen Siewelt: ::His steps lead him directly into harms way.::
AnjolieQuinn: "You're in Team Dueling League, right? I think that's where I know the name from." ::Violet peepers watching him like a hawk.::
kalindaacheron: [she began walking a slow circuit around the perimeter of the ring, her eyes upon Art]
Elijah Solariss: ::his initial dodge failed as he gets hit right off::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Kalinda swings down low, and attacks, but is foiled by Artemus' defensive manuevering. ((CP/LC)) .5-0 Artemus.
TroyCstello: Since season 518, I think...
kalindaacheron: [she dashed in, aiming for the legs, but was thwarted]
Duel Tass: One, 2: Rab turns a fancy circ, and watches as Elijah just drops into a stop hit.. naught this round (1-0)
Lutzartemus: ::At the incoming attack, he stabbed downward and pinned her weapon between two prongs of the trident::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: There is no scoring in this round, for both duelists opted for the high attack. ((HC/HC))
RabMallet: ::swirls the mallet shaft around to stop the strike that doesn't come::
Duel Tass: Two, 2: Kelathe and Kyra both get bloody as they dual thrust to pick up a point each (1.5-1)
kelatheskelicia: :: gives her the ol' what for, this time a dagger appearing in her left hand::
Duel Tass: Three, 2: Geffen gets a point this time, tripping up the stepping Kelten (1-1)
AnjolieQuinn: ::The sai met up with the longsabre and the femme gave him a smile.:: "Was thinkin' that's where I knew it from."
K Tarkenstone: ::zigs when he should have zagged::
Elijah Solariss: ::he braces for another hit which does not follow::
Geffen Siewelt: ::Returns the favor with a slice at the thigh.::
K Tarkenstone: At least with that blade, I don't have to worry about losing any limbs.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Moving defensively, Kalinda ducks low enough to gain a good, solid view of the blow about to strike her. ((LC/DU)) 1.5-0 Artemus.
TroyCstello: It pays good. ::having followed the line between her gaze and the muscular youth outside the ring, the subtle expressions there making his heart sink just a little. The base of his longsabre got inches from her shoulder before by t
kalindaacheron: [she darted down, only to find herself in the path of his assault]
TroyCstello: the sai::
Duel Tass: One, 3: Rab and Elijah decide to make up for that last round, and both cut, Rab low and Elijah high (2-1)
RabMallet: ::laughs::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: Meanwhile, both duelists perform defenses of their own, Troy, however, is enough to gain an advantage in his position. ((SS/CP)) .5-0 Troy.
Lutzartemus: ::Knocks her back::
Duel Tass: Two, 3: Kelathe and Kyra, however, get naught for their dual low cuts (1.5-1)
RabMallet: ::swings into the shins and gets it in the head::
Duel Tass: Three, 3: Geffen's circ parry only serves to fan off the stop hitting Kelten (1-1)
AnjolieQuinn: "My... beau... he's in TDL from time to time." ::Going on the defensive as her opponent then stepped around her for the advantage.::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Aims for the legs but mets a dager instead::
Kyra Von Jessup: meets
TroyCstello: It's funny. The team that paid me the most signed me before I proved a damn thing. ::stepping around the sai::
kelatheskelicia: :: tries to duck and roll, catching her opponent in the legs, but heres the distinct weapon on weapon noise that means she was not successful::
Elijah Solariss: ::is able to finally draw blood upon his opponent but is forced to trade some of his own to do it::
TroyCstello: ::Consciously avoiding beau talk::
K Tarkenstone: ::drops back, waiting for Gef to drive in::
K Tarkenstone: Didn't fall for that one, huh?
AnjolieQuinn: "Must've had quite a bit o' faith in ya."
Geffen Siewelt: No, but you should be worried about your internal organs. ::He spoke calmly while protecting his legs.::
AnjolieQuinn: ::The femme went back to watching him carefully.::
RabMallet: ::grins as he backs away again::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Taking the momentary respite to observe the patrons and other matches, and listen to conversation.::
RabMallet: ::heaves the mallet up::
K Tarkenstone: I am. That's why I relieved myself before this thing started.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Kalinda strikes out low, taking the feet out of the fanicly dancing Artemus. ((FSS/LC)) 1.5-1 Artemus.
Lutzartemus: Hey Rab!! ::calls from his ring to the other ring, then is tripped::
RabMallet: ::distracted:: eh. yeh? watch yerself there...
TroyCstello: A guy named Daelin ran the team...really huge guy, brown hair....but this old, obnoxious French guy really owned the team. We won the Cup, and he gave us this enormous bonus.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: While here, we shall comment that everyone is aggressive and scores! ((TH/TH)) 1.5-1 Troy.
K Tarkenstone: I just hope you cleaned that thing since the last time you skewered someone.
kalindaacheron: [she stood, spinning her staff to upset his footing]
Lutzartemus: I need to hire a carpenter...know any? ::gets up::
Duel Tass: One, 4: Elijah's low cut sends the stepping Rab face first to the sands (2-2)
Duel Tass: Two, 4: Kelathe and Kyra compare lat parries this time (1.5-1)
RabMallet: ::steps aside and is dropped to the floor::
Duel Tass: Trhee, 4: Geffen sends in the low cut, and gets skewered by Kelten's thrust (2-1)
AnjolieQuinn: ::The femme was more than captivated in the conversation and thought it best to take this time to administer some puncture wounds along her opponents abdomen. He seemed to have gotten the same idea.::
RabMallet: later, there, Mr. Artemus...
TroyCstello: ::Gets a little closer than he needs to with the longsabre, hence the sai stab::
Elijah Solariss: ::reverses his cut and is able to connect on the lower part of his opponent and is pleasently surprised he comes out of the exchange unscathed::
RabMallet: ::gets back to his feet::
Lutzartemus: :;grins::
K Tarkenstone: ::demonstrates how a broadsword can be used to thrust too::
RabMallet: but I'm yer man. yeh....
RabMallet: ::nods to Elijah:: right ho, then.
kelatheskelicia: :: parries high, expecting a cut to come::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: A break in action, both are seeking attacks where none are to be found. ((DU/SS)) 1.5-1 Artemus.
kalindaacheron: [she edged further to the side, seeking a way past the trident]
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: We continue our abuse of the combatants in this ring, as they assault each other once more. ((HC/LC)) 2.5-2 Troy.
Lutzartemus: :;feints a thrust::
AnjolieQuinn: ::The sai left six lines across his shoulders as the femme then winced and felt the sabre's sting along her ankles.::
Geffen Siewelt: ::Extends again for the cut, but this time he's caught squarely.::
K Tarkenstone: Don't worry. I clean and oil this blade every night.
Duel Tass: One, 5: Rab takes the advantage as he ducks under Elijah's lat parri (2.5-2)
RabMallet: ::stoops:: spot yer knickers, there...
Duel Tass: Two, 5: Kelathe thrusts in, tired of the waiting game, and finds Kyra stealing the advantage with the circ parry (1.5-1.5)
kelatheskelicia: :: goes for the punchline, but the joke ain't that funny::
TroyCstello: ::The blade raked along the muscular slope of his shoulder, leaving a sextet of fissures in the cloth. In the meantime, his longsabre raked against her ankle::
Duel Tass: Three, 5: Geffen, too, thrusts in, and he, too, finds Kelten stealing the advtange with a lat parry (2.5-1)
K Tarkenstone: ::fends off the fencing blade::
TroyCstello: It was like...a thousand thousand gold francs or something for each member. Percy had more money than God.
Elijah Solariss: ::nods as he is out manuevered::
Geffen Siewelt: I am at ease, rest assured. ::Which cannot be said for his lunge::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Kalinda remains defensive, and it is enough to deflect the rushing blow from Artemus and tie the match. ((LP/TH)) 1.5 all.
kalindaacheron: [she eased the trident to the side, avoiding injury]
Lutzartemus: ::smiles as the score is tied:: There ya go ::nods::
K Tarkenstone: ::grins:: I'll not be resting this duel.
Duel Tass: One, 6: Rab drops down into a stop hit, and is ready for the thrust that Elijah sends in (3.5-2)
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: Troy and his double cut knock poor Anjolie aside as she walks right into it. ((HC/SS)) 3.5-2 Troy.
RabMallet: ::whacks the attack aside::
Elijah Solariss: ::winces as he is deftly caught at the wrong point of this match::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Feels the gouge in her leather boots from the last attack. The femme was stepping out of the way to inspect the damage whenever the sabre caught her in its trap.::
Duel Tass: two, 6: Kelathe takes an advantage as their circ parry thwarts Kyra's low cut (2-1.5)
Duel Tass: Three, 6: Geffen's low cut comes too slow as Kelten thrusts over it for the point (3.5-1)
JohnathanHavoick: Ge'em back! Knock'es block off!
kelatheskelicia: :: parries low, catching her opponent's weapon and flinging it to the side::
TroyCstello: ::Quickly reverses the swing, tagging her shoulder, then, as if he hadn't just swung a piece of sharp metal at her head, continued the conversation:: I sent most of it home.
Elijah Solariss: Well timed indeed, Rab.
K Tarkenstone: ::the broadsword finds itself stuck in Gef again::
AnjolieQuinn: "Mus' be nice ta have so much money."
RabMallet: ::nods:: sometimes, luck grins at yeh...
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: No scoring or advantages here. Both attack the knees and meet together. ((LC/LC)) 1.5 all.
kalindaacheron: [she made to assault once more, meeting only his weapon]
Lutzartemus: I got friends in low places...::smirks and drops back after the null round::
Duel Tass: One, 7: Rab and Elijah both cut low and get naught but stinging hands (3.5-2)
TroyCstello: Well, I tried. Maybe in hindsight, I was a little naive at what that much money will do to couriers's integrity. ::said with a bit of an edge::
Duel Tass: Two, 7: Kelathe thrusts in and gets the point.. as does Kyra (3-2.5)
RabMallet: ::swings right into it. wood shavings fly::
RabMallet: ::grins::
Duel Tass: Three, 7: Geffen pulls out a fancy, and takes to the tango (fss), and gets all tripped up over Kelten's low cut (4.5-1)
AnjolieQuinn: "An' yet you keep with th' profitable trade?"
kelatheskelicia: :: pulls in with a thrust, hoping to catch her opponent off guard, but not enough to guard herself::
TroyCstello: ...You're not overly interested, are you? It kind of shows in your tone.
Geffen Siewelt: ::His frustrations continue and the margin grows wider.::
K Tarkenstone: ::demonstrates how brutality beats finesse::
Elijah Solariss: ::nods as he uses offense for an impromtu defense successfully to hang in there::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Anti-thrusting demonstration in this ring here. ((SH/SS)) 1.5 all.
AnjolieQuinn: "Overly interested?" ::Perhaps a bit oblivious in not knowing what he means.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: Anjolie performs a find low defensive manuever that Troy simply steps aside from. ((FCP/SS)) 4-2 Troy.
kalindaacheron: [she stood, waiting]
Lutzartemus: ::does a bit of a jigg, moving off to the side::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Once again attempting to be defensive and had the advantage taken as he steps right around it.::
TroyCstello: The conversation. ::one-shouldered shrug::
RabMallet: ::spins the mallet head::
AnjolieQuinn: "I don't think so."
kalindaacheron: [she smiled, feeling at ease with the air caressing her tattooed skin] Are you afraid, Art?
Lutzartemus: ::grins:: Hardly
Duel Tass: One, 8: Rab stepps around Elijah's lat parry to get the advantage, bringin him one away from the win (4-2)
kalindaacheron: [she hefted her staff] Then come on!
TroyCstello: I don't think so?
RabMallet: ::lunges to the side and grins at the opening left by the parry::
Duel Tass: Two, 8: Kelathe and Kyra compare high cuts this time around, and get nothing for it (3-2.5)
Lutzartemus: ::Chuckles::
kelatheskelicia: :: cuts high:: It appears, lady, that we are reading each other's minds.
AnjolieQuinn: "You're distracting me, Troy. I'm tryin' ta have pleasant and idle conversation wit' ya and you're distractin' me from gettin' my job done."
AnjolieQuinn: ::A sardonic smile.::
Duel Tass: Three, 8: Geffen ducks down, and becomes dinner as Kelten thrusts in to end it (5.5-1)
Elijah Solariss: Dang you got me again in that scenario.
Kyra Von Jessup: So it appears::Meeting a dagger::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Artemus blinks first, and swings for Kalinda and her knees. But she is prepared with a timely lunge to take the lead. ((TH/LC)) 2.5-1.5 Kalinda.
Lutzartemus: ::dives into that one::
Duel Tass: Three FINAL: K Tarkenstone def Geffen Siewelt, 5.5-1 in 8 Rounds.
K Tarkenstone: ::shish-kabobs Gef for the finale::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: Stoppage in play, it is another demonstration of anti-thrusting technique. ((SH/SS)) 4-2 Troy.
kalindaacheron: [she swung the staff up, jabbing the end into his torso]
TroyCstello: ::shrugs:: At any rate....
Lutzartemus: ::rolls away and gets back to his feet::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::giving a nod at the result of the Kelten and Geffen match.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Well dueled, you two.
Duel Tass: ::he nodded to the two who just exited.. well dueled, both of you
TroyCstello: Some teams pay good, some don't.
K Tarkenstone: ::steps back, taking his sword with him::
Geffen Siewelt: ::Seems he never got out of the gate. Then man scowled and slammed his rapier into it's sheath.::
K Tarkenstone: Better luck next time.
DUEL Dioxane C: ((Apologies. Ring QuiTro was SH/SH))
K Tarkenstone: ::exits the ring::
AnjolieQuinn: ::Braces and watches as he does the same.:: "I wouldn't know."
Duel Tass: One, 9: Elijah isn't done yet as he steps around Rab's fancy circ for the adv (4-2.5)
TroyCstello: Sign up with one next season.
RabMallet: ::spins the mallet shaft, again to no avail::
Duel Tass: Two, 9: Kyra isn't giving up either, and she steps around Kelathe's thrust for the adv (3-3)
RabMallet: ::grins::
Lutzartemus: I bet I know what you're going to do next..::nods::
kelatheskelicia: :: tries to be direct::
AnjolieQuinn: "I'm not that good. Not yet at least." ::A pause as she pondered:: "I'm trying to take lessons, but they're not going so well."
Elijah Solariss: ::is able to dodge around his opponent luckily::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Kalinda defends this time, and deflects Artemus' attack quickly.((LP/HC)) 3-1.5 Kalinda.
Lutzartemus: Knew it.
kalindaacheron: [she brought the staff up and around, intercepting the attack] Knew what?
Lutzartemus: ::just grins::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro: I am well aware that everyone enjoys a bloodbath. Another trade of blows seems to help satisfy those who enjoy it. Troy, however, has enough to take the win. ((TH/TH)) 5-3 Troy.
TroyCstello: ::fights back a chuckle at that one, both gloved palms now falling across the hilt of the longsabre:: Believe me dear, you don't need to be good. As certain teams proved this year, you don't even have to be good to do well.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring QuiTro Final: TroyCstello .def. AnjolieQuinn 5-3 in 8 rds.
DUEL Dioxane C: Good fighting.
AnjolieQuinn: ::Trades blows with the man and then gives him a nod of her head. The femme turned upon heel and exited the ring.:: "Good luck with the rest."
Duel Tass: One, 10: Rab's thrust gets turned high as Elijah turns a lat to bring it to 4-3
RabMallet: ::laughs:: brilliant there, then.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Third time, apparently, is the charm. ((LC/SS)) 3-2.5 Kalinda
RabMallet: ::recovers his errant mallet::
Lutzartemus: ::Tri-cut, nough said::
kalindaacheron: [she moved to the side, his attack upending her roughly]
Duel Tass: two, 10, Both Kyra and Kelathe cut around this time, Kyra high and Kelathe low (4-4)
TroyCstello: Heh. Yeah. ::deciding to erase the tepid encounter from his mind and return to his beer::
Marzan DeBurgo has entered the room.
JohnathanHavoick: ::Winces a the close to Quinn's match.:: Ya did fine. Troy's a tough draw fo' the first match.
kelatheskelicia: :: strikes low, and connects, but puts herself in the line of fire in the process::
Elijah Solariss: ::blinks as he did indeed fend off his opponent's mallet to hang in there a bit longer it seems::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::a druid clad in black raiment enters::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::turns his attention to the rings::
Lutzartemus: :;sniffs the air, smells another druid::
AnjolieQuinn: "I suppose so..." ::The femme was sulking somewhat and happy to return to her wineglass.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Artemus' defense proves enough to tie the match, deflecting the lunge.,((TH/CP)) 3 all.
Lutzartemus: ::Bright emeralds look around distractedly, somehow fends off the attack without looking::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::subtle blessing to Lutz and moves to the shadows::
RabMallet: ::breathes deep and ponders a bit::
Lutzartemus: ::Looks back at Kalinda:: Umm...pay homage to Lady Luck on that one..::nods and readies again::
Duel Tass: One, 11: Elijah still isn't out of this.. he ducks down and gets below Rab's circ parry for the adv (4-3.5)
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles::
RabMallet: ::nods:: yep.
kalindaacheron: [she stood, poking the staff in his direction, and feeling it becoming deflected]
Geffen Siewelt: ::He saw no futher need to idle away his time here and departed.::
Geffen Siewelt has left the room.
Duel Tass: Two, 11: Kelathe, though, just simply steps around Kyra's lat parry for the adv (4.5-4)
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: Artemus resumes his attacking manuevers and strikes Kalinda as she drops down to block a lunge.((SH/HC)) 4-3 Artemus.
kelatheskelicia: :: does some dance moves she learned from Kalinda. Apparently, they do work::
Duel Tass: ::there was a movement that caught his attention::
kalindaacheron: [she stood, pondering] Lady Luck? Ow! [she glared at him]
Lutzartemus: ::Taps the trident on either shoulder:: I dub thee...Lady Kalinda...:;grins and steps back::
Elijah Solariss: ::nods to himself at executing the manuever enough to keep hanging on this duel::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::notes E's old school style of positional advantage::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt: It was the perfect time for Artemus to use skilled manuevers, which take him quickly out of the way of Kalindas attack and giving him the win. ((FSS/TH)) 5-3 Artemus.
Lutzartemus: :;Does the Time Warp right there::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KalArt Final: Lutsartemus .def. kalindaacheron 5-3 in 13 rds.
Duel Tass: One, Two, 12: Every thrusts.. yes.. I did say everyone.. (5-4.5 and 5.5-5, respectivly)
DUEL Dioxane C: ((Lutzartemus, rather.))
kalindaacheron: [she bowed, exiting the ring, and gathering up her things]
kalindaacheron has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Good fighting all.
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Lutzartemus: Nicely fought Kalinda ::bows to her as she leaves::
RabMallet: ::gets whomped::
JohnathanHavoick: Shoot, stripped down it's jus' a duel. Don't let it ge' t'ya, babe. ::Waited til now to order a drink. Tonight he strayed away from the bourbon and went with a bottled brew.::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles at the scores::
K Tarkenstone: Looks like everyone else is getting well blooded this first round.
DUEL Dioxane C: ::writing notations down as people are eliminated, then looking up to watch the remaining matches.::
Lutzartemus: :;Heads towards the bar::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::summons a glass of champagne, and leans agains a post in the shadows watching and sipping::
K Tarkenstone: That's good. Maybe it'll make my next duel easier.
Elijah Solariss: ::he connects but grimaces as he feels the pain of his opponent connecting too::
AnjolieQuinn: "I know... I jus' wanted it. That's all..." ::Watching him only briefly... then catching sight of Kalinda and smiling at the woman. She called out.:: "Nice try, dearie. Quite an effort."
RabMallet: ::backs off and takes a new stance::
K Tarkenstone: ::watches the man with the mallet::
kelatheskelicia: :: taa daa!::
Duel Tass: One, 13: They keep at it.. Rab cutting high and Elijah low (6-5.5)
Duel Tass: Two, 13: Kyra, however, takes the lead, cutting over the circ parry of Kelathe's (6-5.5)
RabMallet: ::connects high and catches it in the legs::
RabMallet: ::grins:: we're goin all the way to 20, right?
kelatheskelicia: :: knew that one would happen::
Elijah Solariss: ::chuckles with a shrug as they both connect again..a bit weary he staggers off a bit::
Lutzartemus: ::looks around the room, then orders a bottle of water::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::ponders the championship atmosphere and the close scores::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sips his champagne::
Duel Tass: Two, 14: Kyra ends it, finally.. stepping around the thrust from Kelathe to take the adv, and gaining the full point lead (6.5-5.5)
Duel Tass: Two FINAL: Kyra Von Jessup def. kelatheskelicia, 6.5-5.5 in 14 Rounds.
JohnathanHavoick: Think 'bout this. Next tournament ya ent'a jus' might be the Warlord Tournament. ::Drops a few coins on the bar and brings the drink up for a swig.::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Nodding at the next line of results:: Well done, duelists.
kelatheskelicia: :: attempts to gain another point, but misses, horribly... bows to her opponent, and to her caller, then hops out ofthe ring, grabs her things, and leaves::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Dancing aside then a bow to Kelanthe and Tass::
kelatheskelicia has left the room.
RabMallet: ::squints at his battered mallet:: well c'mon then...
Duel Tass: One, 14: This one, too, is done.. Rab cuts low, and gets in under Elijah's stop hit (7-5.5)
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::winces for the Geriatric brigade::
Duel Tass: One, FINAL: RabMallet def. Elijah Solariss, 7-5.5 in 14 Rounds.
RabMallet: ::extends hand:: outstanding fight, Elijah.
AnjolieQuinn: "Maybe..." ::A listless sigh as she stood.:: "I'm goin' home, babe."
Elijah Solariss: ::nods as his opponent did the smart thing and his gambit to try for the lead failed, he bows to Rab humbly:: Well won.
RabMallet: yer at me throat the whole bloody way...
RabMallet: thankee, Tass.
Duel Tass: ::he nodded to all those in the rings:: well dueled, all of ya
Elijah Solariss: ::shakes hands with Rab:: Pretty fun for my first career match, thanks.
RabMallet: ::nods:: brilliant. onward and upward.
RabMallet: ::exits ring::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sends an imp to E with a chilled bottle of J.D::
Kyra Von Jessup: (brb)
DUEL Dioxane C: Well done all. Good fighting.
Elijah Solariss: ::nods a thanks to Tass and exits the ring::
RabMallet: ::sits:: woowee.
DUEL Dioxane C: I am ready for the next round. A small break for the duelists, then we continue?
RabMallet: ::finds another pear in his pocket::
JohnathanHavoick: Not even finish ya drink? ::He barely got started on his, but then, that was his fault.::
Elijah Solariss: ::is thankful for whiskey sedative for the pain and uses it liberally for a few moments::
DUEL Dioxane C: Actually, as Rab was the last finished, and he gets the bye, it will not matter.
RabMallet: ::chomp::
RabMallet: ::raises eyebrows::
AnjolieQuinn: "No... jus' goin' home." ::Paying off her tab with a handful of coins and leaning over to plant a kiss on her beau's cheek.::
Elijah Solariss: Good luck the rest of the way those still in it. ::he calls out after refreshing his throat::
Lutzartemus: ::nods:: So be it. ::rolls his shoulders and readies for the next test::
Gorkers has entered the room.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::notes that the Annex is still open::
RabMallet: ::chomp::
Kyra Von Jessup: (bac)
Kyra Von Jessup: (or bak)
K Tarkenstone: Rab gets the bye? I guess I'll have to wait a little longer for a rematch.
RabMallet: ::grins::
DUEL Dioxane C: As Rab was the first seed in this, he gains the first bye. With Tass(when he is ready) will be Troy vs Kyra. With me will be Kelten vs. Artemus.
RabMallet: ::chomp::
Lutzartemus: Time to play ::heads into the ring::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::settles back into the shadows, switching to some of his own chilled J.D::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::watches the tournament::
K Tarkenstone: ::steps into the ring::
Lutzartemus: ::Mutters a few calming words under his breath then nods to his opponent:: Good Luck
JohnathanHavoick: Give me a minute t'think of a way t'cheer ya up. ::He winked and gently returned the favor to the corner of her lips.::
K Tarkenstone: ::smiles to Artemus:: Greetings.
K Tarkenstone: ::unsheathes his broadsword::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sends a short blessing to the druid::
K Tarkenstone: ::gives a sword salute to Diox and Art::
Lutzartemus: ::Holds the gilded trident at the ready::
Duel Tass: ::he looked to Troy and Kyra and nodded to the ring::
TroyCstello: ::rolls his thick neck in a slow circuit, his fingers drawing inwards and back repeatedly in an attempt to stretch themselves. Then, he slipped into the ring::
AnjolieQuinn: "Babe, please.... I just want to go home. Please?" ::Two eyes of gray watching him.::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Moves from one ring to the second, nodding to Tass once more then Troy::
K Tarkenstone: A trident? Thrice the punctures?
Elijah Solariss: ::sits down and decides to watch the remainder of the tourney::
Lutzartemus: ::smiles:: Good for fishing too ::slight laugh::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chills and chills the chilled whiskey::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sips::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Quick to strike, both duelists attack, but quicker on thr draw was Kelten. ((TH/LC)) 1-0 Kelten.
K Tarkenstone: Maybe for frog hunting. I'm not a frog.
K Tarkenstone: ::the broadsword is faster::
Lutzartemus: ::smiles, feeling the broadsword make it through his chainmail a little::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::frowns at the thought of frogs being hunted for sport::
Duel Tass: Blood, 1: Troy and Kyra both start it off bloody, Troy cutting high and Kyra low (1-1)
TroyCstello: ::tradeage ensues::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Swings low but gets hit up high. A bite to her lower lip as she moved to her next stance::
JohnathanHavoick: Onl'a since ya said please. ::What really motivated him was the chill jolting his spine. He set the bottle aside and slipped from the stool. His arm finding it's way around her hips.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: I may have missed something, but I wonder if someone dropped a coin or two. Both duelists seem to be seeking in the sand for it. ((DU/DU)) 1-0 Kelten.
AnjolieQuinn: ::The femme was more than happy to lean against him as she navigated her way to the stairs, collecting her things, and heading for home.::
Lutzartemus: ::Gets low, but so does his opponent::
K Tarkenstone: No frogs down here, either.
Duel Tass: Blood, 2: Troy takes the adv, stepping around Kyra's lat parry (1.5-1)
RabMallet: ::takes a final chomp from the pear and tucks the core back into his pocket::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::blesses Anjolie subtley from the shadows as she departs::
RabMallet: arrighty! let's have some damage, then!
JohnathanHavoick: ::Slips out alongside Quinn.::
Elijah Solariss: ::watches and drinks::
JohnathanHavoick has left the room.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::drinks and watches::
AnjolieQuinn has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Kelten looks to gain a stronger lead, and does so by slicing over Artemus and his low defense. ((HC/CP)) 2-0 Kelten.
K Tarkenstone: ::straightens back up, the broadsword rising with him::
TroyCstello: ::Feints with the tip to drw the parry, then outflanks her::
Lutzartemus: ::the defense not quite high enough, he grins as the blow came in::
RabMallet: Artemus! We can talk about yer carpentry now.
Duel Tass: Blood, 3: Things get bloody again as Troy and Kyra reverse their first round cuts (2.5-2)
Lutzartemus: ::laughs:: In a minute Rab. I've got a duel to win.
RabMallet: ah. so yer busy. I see.
Lutzartemus: Just a little, yea
RabMallet: no gettin cocky there, he jest took yer head off.
Lutzartemus: :;readies::
K Tarkenstone: He still might need someone to piece him back together when we're done.
RabMallet: ::grins::
TroyCstello: ::Feints with the tip once more...and this time, follows through just after pretending to pull away again. But he is not unscathed::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Kelten is showing some signs of dominance here, as he lunges over the low attack coming from Artemus. ((TH/LC)) 3-0 Kelten.
RabMallet: ::nods:: them Kurgens come with lots of pieces
K Tarkenstone: A carpenter might do in a pinch.
K Tarkenstone: ::rams the point of the broadsword straight in::
RabMallet: don't look at me, Artemus, watch the birdy there.
Duel Tass: Blood, 4: Troy gets wild, and slashes hard, right into Kyra's waiting stop hit (3-2.5)
Lutzartemus: ::scratches off three notches ont he shaft of the trident::
RabMallet: I'll let yeh be now... ::smiles and stands up to walk around a bit::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::confers with the shadows in darkness::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Braces for the attack::
TroyCstello: ::The arc of the slash seemed a bit off. At least, that was the opinion of the throbbing pain in his wrist::
RabMallet: ooo. slashy.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chants softly:: ~~oh mane padme booze~~
Duel Tass: Blood, 5: We have a revisit to round two, Troy stepping around Kyra's lat (3-3)
K Tarkenstone: It feels good to really cut loose for a change. The Guard frowns on dismemberment of the ne'er-do-wells before they're tried.
K Tarkenstone: ::grins::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::notes, always go for the achilles::
Elijah Solariss: ::watching the action in both rings::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::better than the balls::
K Tarkenstone: I try to argue that it saves the taxpayers money.
TroyCstello: ::Steps off to the farthest perimeter of the ring, allowing the Wards to knead the gruesome welt which coursed across his forearm::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: A timely drop gets Artemus out of the way of the rushing high attack from Kelten, stopping the shut-out. ((HC/DU)) 3-.5 Kelten.
Lutzartemus: ::smiles and gets low::
K Tarkenstone: ::nods to himself:: Right. I already took off his head. Can't do it twice.
K Tarkenstone: How silly of me.
Duel Tass: Blood, 6: Kyra gains the lead again, turning a circ parry in time to thwart Troy's thrust (3.5-3)
Lutzartemus: ::feints a thrust::
TroyCstello: ::Does not feint a thrust. Wishes he did::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::blocks the incoming::
Duel Tass: Blood, 7: Troy's timely lat evens things up as it catches Kyra's high cut (3.5-3.5)
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Most interesting manuever causes Artemus to have a full point. ((TH/DIS)) 3-1 Kelten.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::then pays dearly the next round::
K Tarkenstone: ::feints a thrust, and yet doesn't::
K Tarkenstone: Now you're the one being silly.
Lutzartemus: ::grins::
RabMallet: ::laughs at Artemus and Kelton::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chuckles softly from the shadows::
TroyCstello: ::Turns the blade skyward, knocking away her incoming sword by the flat::
Lutzartemus: ::laughs a little bit and readies for the next round::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Much closer now, this match, as Kelten steps aside and runs into the attack coming from Artemus. ((HC/SS)) 3-2 Kelten.
Lutzartemus: ::Clothesline with the trident,::
K Tarkenstone: ::and does just as good as the last time he tried that::
Duel Tass: Blood, 8: Well.. things have certainly come to a lull.. both Troy and Kyra low cut for nothing
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Metal meets metal::
TroyCstello: ::Indeed it does::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::drinks some more and takes advantage of a serving wench in the shadows::
RabMallet: yeh need to keep hittin him in the head, Kelten. once isn't enough.
RabMallet: otherwise he'll jest keep comin...
K Tarkenstone: It's about time you hit me. It took you long enough.
Lutzartemus: I wanted you to feel like you were doing well ::shrugs::
Elijah Solariss: ::sips some brown whiskey and watches the action::
Lutzartemus: Alright, I'll hit you some more...::nods::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::massages her vuluptous serving wench muscles, taking a sip of the chilled J.D::
Duel Tass: Blood, 9: Nope.. still no blood.. but I'll give Kyra an adv for stepping around Troy's second slash (4-3.5)
Marzan DeBurgo: ::impregnates the young lass and sends her on her way::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::moves to a corner of the ring, avoiding the slash::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::settles back into the shadows::
Elijah Solariss: ::again the gene pool is spoiled::
Marzan DeBurgo: heh
RabMallet: ::moves to the other side of the room:: eh.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Back to even grounds, as Artemus lunges over the low attack coming from Kelten.((LC/TH)) 3 all.
Lutzartemus: ::Spears hisself a Kelten::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sips the fine whiskey and watches the rings, now warmly glowing::
K Tarkenstone: This is where it hurts. ::as the trident sinks in::
Lutzartemus: Yes...yes it does..::smiles and steps back::
Duel Tass: Blood, 10: Well.. least this time there was blood.. Troy drops down into a stop hit, and gets clocked by Kyra's winning high cut (5-3.5)
Lutzartemus: ::Pulls the weapon out quickly, not up for seeing entrails tonight::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::covers his eyes::
K Tarkenstone: My trip to the restroom finally pays off.
Duel Tass: Blood, FINAL: Kyra Von Jessup def. TroyCstello, 5-3.5 in 10 Rounds.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Swing and a hit::
Duel Tass: ::he nodded to the two:: well dueled, both of you
Elijah Solariss: ::claps for the victory and looks to the other ring::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::then a bow to Troy and tass, stepping from the ring::
TroyCstello: Nicely dueled.
K Tarkenstone: I should bring my shield with me next time.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::softly::thank you...same to you, sir.
RabMallet: well fought, there.
Marzan DeBurgo: say that chick packs a nice punch
Marzan DeBurgo: minus the say
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Artemus takes the lead by using a fine defensive block against the lunge from Kelten. ((TH/FLP)) 4-3 Artemus.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sips his whiskey::
Lutzartemus: ::One minute it's a trident, the next, it's a whirlwind of defense::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::notes the score in ring Kelart::
Duel Tass: ::he passed the paperwork to Dio, then looked around::
Marzan DeBurgo: it's not nice to fool Mother Nature
TroyCstello: ::then, he spared a glance to the shadows, where Marzan was conferring with the pink elephants, then heads out::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::snickers::
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~awww~~~
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Takes it from Tass with a nod and polite smile, and stores it with the rest.:: Thank you for all your assistance.
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~~awwww~~
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~~awww~~~
K Tarkenstone: ::gets serious::
Duel Tass: ::he gave a nod.. then stood from his couch, and the image faded from sight::
Duel Tass has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: We are not done here, yet, as both duelists go low for knee shots and meet together.((LC/LC)) 4-3 Artemus.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::cheers for the druid::
TroyCstello has left the room.
Lutzartemus: ::Meets the man on the low road::
Marzan DeBurgo: finish it and we can drink some ale in Scotland
Lutzartemus: ::Looks around hearing that proposal::
Lutzartemus: ::gets back to the match::
Marzan DeBurgo: we can drag E along, we will all end up in jail, but it will be worth it
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt: Was there wisdom in this approach? I believe so. However, it serves no useful purpose when it is caught and turned aside by the waiting riposte. ((SL/SH)) 5-3 Artemus.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::claps::
K Tarkenstone: ::goes with an all-or-nothing move, and gets nothing::
KrusolisKilthain has entered the room.
Lutzartemus: ::Nods to Kelten:: Valiantly fought.
RabMallet: well fought!
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring KelArt Final: Lutzartemus .def. K Tarkenstone 5-3 in 11 rds.
K Tarkenstone: Serves me right, especially after the last time I tried that.
Marzan DeBurgo: be nice to frogs
Marzan DeBurgo: it is karma
K Tarkenstone: ::nods to Artemus and Diox::
Lutzartemus: ::Nods and exits the ring:: Luck be a lady, seven come eleven, gonna make it mine...
DUEL Dioxane C: Good fighting to all.
Koyliak has entered the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Well, two duels remain to be fought to crown the next Talon of Redwin.
Elijah Solariss: ::claps again for the victory and looks forward to the next pairing as he sips his whiskey::
Koyliak has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: We have three duelists left. Rabmallet, Kyra, and Artemus. Who will it be?
Lutzartemus: Lay it on the bottom line..::hums the rest of the the song to himself and heads for the bar to get a drink::
Marzan DeBurgo: I dont get how Illusia is going to win this
K Tarkenstone: Seven rounds of nothing. I need more practice.
Marzan DeBurgo: sorry my divination is rusty
RabMallet: well, I had a bye, so I'll get in the ring.
K Tarkenstone: Bye Rab.
RabMallet: cheers. well fought.
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~~awww~~~
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~~awwww~~
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~~awwww~~
Lutzartemus: I wouldnt' mine having the bye..::looks around with a bit of a smirk::
DUEL Dioxane C: Rab had the bye last, and Kyra is next highest seed. Kyra gets the Bye, and it is Rab vs. Artemus.
K Tarkenstone: ::heads back to work::
RabMallet: ::gets in the ring::
K Tarkenstone has left the room.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Gets to sit down...finally::
Lutzartemus: ::snaps his finger then grins, heading for the ring. After getting a drink of water of course::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::subtley checks out Kyra as he sips his whiskey::
RabMallet: ::extends hand:: arright then Artemus.
Lutzartemus: ::Clasps Rab's hand:: Good Luck.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::nods in approval, turns his gaze to the rings::
Casey Shiv Blade has entered the room.
Casey Shiv Blade has left the room.
RabMallet: ::windmills the mallet a bit to warm up::
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~beat on the brat~~
Marzan DeBurgo: ::hushes quickly and returns to his whiskey::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Rab gets on the board immediately, but only by using a light defensive manuever that out positions Artemus. ((DU/CP)) .5-0 Rab
Lutzartemus: ::Smiles with a nod as Rab gets low::
RabMallet: ::stoops::
RabMallet: so, bout yer carpentry...
Marzan DeBurgo: :::softly hums... 'murder... maim.. kill...::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles gently::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: This time around Artemus is the one who gets the right position. ((LP/HC)) .5 all.
RabMallet: ::swings into the parry::
RabMallet: heh.
Lutzartemus: Well...I'm puttin up money to have a schoo built. Need desks, benches, and the like. ::defends high::
RabMallet: dunno what a schoo is.
RabMallet: ::puzzled::
Lutzartemus: It's a place where men and women can go to learn.
RabMallet: ah. I can build yeh one o them.
Lutzartemus: ::chuckles:: I just need benches and desks, as well as quite a few curio cabinets and shelves
RabMallet: I only do big stuff. rough carpentry. furniture's too wee.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Artemus takes the lead by lunging over the low attack coming from Rab.((TH/LC)) 1.5-.5 Artemus.
Lutzartemus: ::gets to the point of the matter:: Well, I'll need some stables and a couple storage sheds built.
RabMallet: ::heaves the mallet at his legs and gets stabbed::
Marzan DeBurgo: mother nature, etc
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles blearily from the shadows::
RabMallet: ::nods:: can do that. if'n yeh quit with the stabbin.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Everyone, as I spoke earlier, loves a bloodbath. I, personally love reckless endangerment of my own well being. But as I can not take part in the duels at the moment, I will live vicariously through those whom I call
DUEL Dioxane C: for. ((HC/LC)) 2.5-1.5 Artemus.
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Lutzartemus: ::Stompondafoot::
RabMallet: ::tries to dance back in time but not quick enough::
RabMallet: ::mutters:: big ol slow boots...
RabMallet: ::squints at his leg:: hey I'm bleedin.
RabMallet: easy now.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: And now for a delay in the action. I suppose too much blood was a cause for a break. ((SS/FSS)) 2.5-1.5 Artemus.
Lutzartemus: You want this win...you gotta work for it..::nods and readies::
RabMallet: ::lunges to the side and finds Artemus there too::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chants softly:: Rudy, Rudy, Rudy
Marzan DeBurgo: ::drinks more whiskey::
Elijah Solariss: ::wonders who Rudy is as he sips more whiskey::
KrusolisKilthain has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Rab attacks and swings low, right into the proper defense of Artemus. ((LC/CP)) 3-1.5 Artemus.
RabMallet: ::laughs::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::probably some fat little hobbit drama queen::
Lutzartemus: ::nips that attack in the bud::
RabMallet: ::brings the mallet down onto the defense::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::the smell of Rosie Cotton's fresh strawberries in the Spring::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::Samwise just needed to get laid::
Elijah Solariss: ::who doesn't in this room::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::good point::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chuckles softly::
RabMallet: ::backs off::
Lutzartemus: ::Takes a step towards Rab to keep up the pressure::
Elijah Solariss: Come on Rab do to him what you did to me!
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Back to the bloodbathing we all know and adore. ((TH/TH)) 4-2.5 Artemus.
RabMallet: ::rams the mallet home and gets it in the jugular::
RabMallet: ack
Lutzartemus: ::Goes all Inigo Montoya::
Elijah Solariss: Remember what happened to me when you and I traded late, Rab? Don't let it happen to you!
Elijah Solariss: ::naturally wants the guy who beat him to win it all now since its like a pride thing and all::
Lutzartemus: Rab...when did you aquire a cheering section? ::smiles and steps back::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::it's a druid thing::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smooths his black robes::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sips his whiskey::
RabMallet: ::breaks away and walks around a bit::
Lutzartemus: I don't remember where I was...I realized life was a game. The more serious I took things, the harder the rules became. ::chuckles and readies:: Lets end this with a bloody flouris..
RabMallet: sorry. wot?
RabMallet: ::spins mallet head::
Elijah Solariss: ::sips his whiskey:: (s) man people around here are just fricking nuts.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Rab gets a bit closer in this, using quick a bit of flashy style in order to accomplish that feat. ((FDU/HC)) 4-3.5 Artemus.
Marzan DeBurgo: aye
RabMallet: ::plants both feet, roars and drops::
RabMallet: ow.
Marzan DeBurgo: we are poor little lambs
Lutzartemus: Knew I should have gone with the golf swing...::nods to himself::
Marzan DeBurgo: who have lost our way
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~baa~~
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~baa~~
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~baa~~
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Glancing towards Marzan for a moment.::
Lutzartemus: ::blacksheep?::
Elijah Solariss: ::wonders if Marzan needs medication or to be taken off his current prescription::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::ya::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::to both::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chuckles softly::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: And now we move to Sudden Death! The next to score, wins! Rab dances around Artemus' defense to tie this match up. ((SS/LP)) 4 up.
Lutzartemus: Dun da dun dun dunnnnn! ::laughs::
Elijah Solariss: ::nods and claps at the exchange:: Regardless who wins its been fine entertainment.
RabMallet: ::stomps to the side of the parry and points at the opening::
RabMallet: spot yer undies.
Marzan DeBurgo: I came upon a cross-roads
Lutzartemus: ::Starts to open his robes, then remebers he's not wearing them tonight::
RabMallet: ::turns away::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::covers his eyes::
Lutzartemus: ::Laughs::
RabMallet: easy there. friendly match.
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Raising a brow as she oversees the matches, listening to the goings on.::
Lutzartemus: Lets end this with a big show...::grins wickedly, hefting the trident for a charge::
Elijah Solariss: ::is glad he didn't have to face the dude with the trident, has no idea how he deal with that in a duel::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: No show here, unless you count Artemus' ballet styled moves. ((FSS/SH)) 4 all.
RabMallet: ::laughs::
Lutzartemus: ::Dodges off to the side at the last moment laughing as well::
Marzan DeBurgo: ~if we could talk to the animals...~~
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Artemus inches forward by deflecting the attack from Rab.((LC/CP)) 4.5-4 Artemus.
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~just imagine it~~
RabMallet: ::swings into it::
RabMallet: ::again::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::claps for the druid::
Elijah Solariss: ::nods having been in a similar situation with Rab, watches how he executes his tactics some more against Artemus's strategy, curiously::
Lutzartemus: Luck be a lady, seven come eleven gonna make it mine...Luck be a lady and lay it on the bottom line. ::smirks and steps back::
RabMallet: no singin.
Lutzartemus: Quoting, Rab...not singing...quoting. ::nods::
RabMallet: no parryin either...
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~Back in Black~~~
Lutzartemus: Alright..more parrying...you got it ::nods with a grin::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::chants:: kill maim murder
RabMallet: ::nods, pondering::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles gently::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: This has definitely taken a turn for the interesting! Rab executes a stellar defensive move that sends Artemus' attack down and away!((TH/FCP)) 5-4.5 Rabmallet
RabMallet: ::hammers the strike away::
Lutzartemus: ::smiles:: Thank you
RabMallet: welcome.
Marzan DeBurgo: ~~chatting with a cheetah~~
Elijah Solariss: Whoa, look at that.
Marzan DeBurgo: I know, give it 30 more rounds and it'll be kinda Marz/Dalamar-ish
Marzan DeBurgo: ::giggles::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::sips his whiskey::
Elijah Solariss: ::that sounded good till the man giggled, than it sounded really wrong::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::laughs::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::G was always the anti-giggle guy::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::giggling is good for health::
Elijah Solariss: Someone freaking win already before Marzan drives me insane!
Marzan DeBurgo: ::laughs::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt: Thus, it ends! Not with a bang, but with a low attacking hammer that strikes against the bracing defensive attack! ((LC/SH)) 6-4.5 Rab
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Lutzartemus: ::whomped::
Elijah Solariss: Did I say that out loud? ::mutters:: Dang, got to remember about that inner voice vs outter voice thing.
RabMallet: ::sighs and drops the mallet:: brilliant match.
Marzan DeBurgo: well tried, Druid
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabArt Final: RabMallet .def. Lutzartemus 6-4.5 in 13 rds.
Lutzartemus: Well won Rab ::nods::
DUEL Dioxane C: Good fighting.
RabMallet: thankee. ::squats in the ring to get his breath back, and looks up to Kyra::
DUEL Dioxane C: And now, the final ring. Rabmallet vs Kyra.
Marzan DeBurgo: Kyra is hot as hell, and I would love to watch her duel, but I am itching for a duel myself
Marzan DeBurgo: going to go beat someone badly in annex
Elijah Solariss: ::claps for the duel, and then nods to the new pair waiting to see the championship duel::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::fades::
Lutzartemus: :;Heads out of the ring::
Marzan DeBurgo has left the room.
DUEL Dioxane C: I find I am not very fond of him.
RabMallet: ew.
Lutzartemus: I don't think many folks are...
Lutzartemus: ::heads for the bar::
Kyra Von Jessup: :stands, heading into a third ring. A bow to Dioxane then Rab::
DUEL Dioxane C: Worry not. I am not very fond of most people.
RabMallet: ::stands and extends a hand:: Rab.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::takes the hand::Kyra.
RabMallet: well met.
Kyra Von Jessup: Same here..and good luck.
Elijah Solariss: ::regards Dioxane for a moment as he sips his whiskey::
RabMallet: ::nods and limbers up::
DUEL Dioxane C: ::Looking at her clipboard she fails to notice Elijah watching her for that moment.::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Kyra gets on the board first by lunging over Rabs low assault. ((TH/LC)) 1-0 Kyra
Lutzartemus has left the room.
AnjolieQuinn has entered the room.
RabMallet: ::knocked on his bum before the mallet can reach her legs::
RabMallet: whoa.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Swing and a hit::
Kyra Von Jessup: Whoa what?
RabMallet: that was a "I'm startled" noise.
Kyra Von Jessup: Ah...
Elijah Solariss: ::his attention is then grabbed by the first round and is interest is abosrbed there for a bit it seems::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Rab returns the lunge only to find it deflected by her defense. ((TH/CP)) 1.5-0 Kyra
RabMallet: ::grins::
RabMallet: ::slams the mallet at her torso and finds it's gone astray::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::blocks::
RabMallet: ::puts his hands on his knees and breathes noisily for a moment::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Kyra attempts to build on her lead but finds herself tripping over a hammer. ((LC/SS)) 1.5-1 Kyra
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Gets whomped::
RabMallet: ::catches a traipsing ankle::
Elijah Solariss: ::nods::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Now Rab takes the lead by lunging quickly under the upper body attack from Lyra. ((HC/TH)) 2-1.5 Rab
RabMallet: ::rams the mallet home, knocking the swing aside::
RabMallet: ::whack::
TinyTopaz has entered the room.
Elijah Solariss: Little double cut action for the lead...tricky mallet.
Elijah Solariss: er cut lunge even
Elijah Solariss: Dang that mallet is tricky..or this whiskey is tricky.
TinyTopaz: Hit her Rab! ::walks in::
Elijah Solariss: Probably a little of both in my case.
Gorkers: ::wanders in::
RabMallet: ::glances up and grins::
Gorkers: Hit him in the lip!
RabMallet: ::keeps on eye on Kyra::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Its another one of those strong, flourished manuevers that knock a low attack aside an strike back. Point to Rab. ((FCP/LC)) 3-1.5 Rab.
RabMallet: ::spins the mallet, shoves the shaft to the floor to stop the cut::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Kyra lunges in an attempt to get a carpenter on a stick, but he just isn't there. ((TH/SS)) 3.5-1.5 Rab.
RabMallet: ::gulps and leaps to the flank::
Elijah Solariss: Carpenter on a stick? I think I heard of that one before...
RabMallet: ::ignoring::
Elijah Solariss: I think some obscure religion on some obscure planet across the multiverse I think I read in some crusty old book.
RabMallet: ::spins the mallet head and faces off again::
Elijah Solariss: Yeah, they put a carpenter on a stick there too. Heard it didn't fair too well though.,
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Rab and his onslaught continue, as his high attack strikes over Kyra and her low defense. ((HC/CP)) 4.5-1.5 Rab.
RabMallet: ::whomp to the noggin::
TinyTopaz: Well cut.
Elijah Solariss: Dang Rab, this is not nearly entertaining nailbitting action you provided us in the first two duels...can I get a partial refund or something?
RabMallet: ::focusing so hard his eyes hurt::
RabMallet: ow.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: Rab and Kyra take a break to reevaluate their lots in life. ((SS/DU)) 4.5-1.5 Rab
RabMallet: ::stoops and watching feet shuffle aside::
RabMallet: ::squints at Kyra:: aren't yeh tired? hoowee. ::pauses to breathe::
Kyra Von Jessup: Why?
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr:Still taking a break, at this moment. So no great form of action here. ((LP/SH)) 4.5-1.5 Rab.
RabMallet: ::turns aside nothing::
RabMallet: er. well. nevermind.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::soft chuckle::
RabMallet: ::wipes his brow::
Kyra Von Jessup: Don't worry...you'll win.
RabMallet: ::laughs::
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr: With a low assault, Rab does just what Kyra said he would do, and wins the Talon of Redwin tournement, striking her as she attempts to step out of the way. ((LC/SS)) 5.5-1.5 Rab.
RabMallet: ::whomp::
RabMallet: ::falls onto the floor:: egad.
DUEL Dioxane C: Ring RabKyr Final: RabMallet .def. Kyra Von Jessup 5.5-1.5 in 10 rds.
Elijah Solariss: ::stands, cheers and claps for the duel, and for the winner of the tourney:: Nicely done, Rab. COngratulations.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Trying to move and failing. Then she extends her hand::congrats.
RabMallet: thankee. ::stands up wearily::
RabMallet: ::extends a hand to Kyra::
RabMallet: well met. well duelled. thankee.
RabMallet: thankee, Dioxane.
Kyra Von Jessup: We shall meet again, I'm sure::then a nod to Dioxane::
RabMallet: ::looks about warily:: now what? no bear suit, is there?
DUEL Dioxane C: ::standing and nodding to Rab::Well fought and won. Kyra, well fought and tried.
DUEL Dioxane C: Well, you get the Talon. But I believe that they failed to deliver it to me.
Elijah Solariss: ::decides to head out into the night and is gone::
RabMallet: cheers, Kyra.
Elijah Solariss has left the room.
Kyra Von Jessup: ::a slight shrug then a step out of the ring to gather her things::
RabMallet: so. do I get a coupon?
RabMallet: a free drink?
RabMallet: apples?
RabMallet: ::sits heavily into a chair::
Marzan DeBurgo has entered the room.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::a druid in black raiment enters, fresh off beating Kaja as a Commoner::
DUEL Dioxane C: Yes.::nods:: You get to fight a rank above that which you are. I will be sure to further inform you of which you win.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::moves to the shadows::
Marzan DeBurgo: ::rests and watches::
Kyra Von Jessup: ::Recovers the sword and placing it carefully in its scabbard then moves towards the steps::
DUEL Dioxane C: I wish I had something to give right away, but I was not given anything right off for it. I believe you also get a dagger. I shall find this out for you asap.
RabMallet: ah! ::impressed:: excellent. well, I'll chat with yeh soon then.
RabMallet: thankee again.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::watches Kyra subtley, sipping his whiskey::
TinyTopaz: Aye, The Talon
DUEL Dioxane C: Absolutely. Good win. And good night everyone. Thank you for your participation. See you again next cycle where I shall be better prepared.
Marzan DeBurgo: ::smiles::
RabMallet: ::stands and sighs:: well then. a well-earned rest...
Marzan DeBurgo: ::blesses Kyra::
RabMallet: well met Kyra.
RabMallet: see you, Topaz. Thankee for comin.
TinyTopaz: Aye. You need a rest.