Assaulted

[Anthony I]

It was a good night to return to the Arena after nearly four years of absence. Spirits high and sword hand more than ready, he set out to find a suitable opponent to break the rust off. He managed to spark a flare in one such woman, who calls herself Shard, and they danced sword on clubs. He quickly learned that he wasn't what he used to be, taking blow by blow from the massive weapons; he did more than just spark something, this lady was downright out for his blood. It suddenly occured to him the textbook like fighting style she had been using, blind to him until now; she must had undersestimated him. Things took a turn for the better, and he came back to win his first match in years.

Sometime since he entered the place, and till now, a peculiar woman had taken interest in heckling him. Why? Who knows... Perhaps his pseudo cocky attitude, or nearly flawless ego minus the huge crack down the side, it was a mystery to him.

He struck back with verbal assaults of his own, highly offended by this lady (who he now knows as Anjolie, though he never learned her surname.) Done with trying to argue with her, he picked another fight with Cory Havoick, long time friend.

Before he could enter the ring with the fellow, the Anjolie person punched him! A jab, right to the face. It was apparant they were not in the Outback, nor even in a Ring of Honor. This assaulted him more than any words could, face turning to stone, he made way to his ring and finished the night, still wondering who lets this woman run wild in the arena.

And here a note is posted, signed by Anthony Santino, addressed to the any that may read

"I was assulted on the summer night of the nineteenth, by a woman I can only name as Anjolie. She has dishonored herself, and I will offer her a chance to replace this honor, but only within a Ring of the Outback, with fists, as she is so ready to use. Let her come forward, less I take my matters to the Authorities.

Till then,

Anthony Santino"

[Grayson]

Grayson read the notice, chuckling first because whoever wrote the notice was so upset over being punched by a girl, then chuckling further at the "threat" of calling the authorities. Shaking his head, he simply walked away.

[Maria Graziano]

There are few things that annoy me more than girls like that. They don't have the wits to keep up with words so they have to throw a sissy punch, knowing that a man won't hit them back outside the ring, and they don't have the balls to take it to a ring.

Next time this happens, look me up. I'm not afraid to beat a girl down.

I've never heard of this chick which means she's probably one of you guys' girlfriends. This serves as a perfect example as why you guys should keep your dumb bimbos out of the Arena. You keep bringing them around and one of us real women is going to knock out their pretty teeth.

- MGB

[Tommy]

::Tommy H. Figure was walking by the cork when the last response to this particular post caught his eye. The thug didn't know who "MGB" was, but he read her words with great interest. When he reached the end, there was a rare smile on his normally obdurate face::

Now that's my kind of woman.

[Anjolie Quinn]

::Having been informed by a friend that there was a topic concerning her on the corkboard... she ventured past to read it and list a reply.::

"I, Anjolie Cynthia Quinn, hereby completely admitt to this terrible crime. It's true... I punched a guy after losing my temper due to feeling aggravated. I had been cheering on a friend of mine earlier in the evening and was called a "Banshee" by this man for my yelling. I asked him to duel me after he was finished with his fight and he obliged. I had already been upset with this man for making comments about a woman he fought earlier that I found offensive and upsetting.

His duel versus Dustin went on considerably longer than I had anticipated and I got wrapped up in personal matters. Whenever the man in question finished his duel he interrupted my conversation and I asked him to leave in my own, rather pissy I'll admitt, ways. Johnathan Ecorian Havoick fought this man in my defense as I tended to family matters and he continued to make insulting remarks during their duel. I lost my temper and punched him straight in the face.

I am not at all dishonored by my actions, but if it will make my "victim" feel better to fight me in the only style I do not participate nor have a record in then I will be happy to oblige. I am a six year patron and confident fighter in the Arena and the Isle and am sorry if I haven't met or have offended Ms. Graziano in any way. So, dear 'victim' if you'll just give me a moment of your time I'll gladly give you another win to your list."

Sincerely,

Quinn

[Anthony I]

"For Anjolie Cynthia Quinn,

Just consider yourself lucky I didn't take up Maria's gracious offer. For the record, the woman I was fighting seemed to have little problem with me, in fact we were set up to have many drinks together afterwards but I got sidetracked. "

::he thinks for a moment, and then scribbles more onto the parchment::

"How you can not feel dishonored is beyond me. On the streets, perhaps it would go unnoticed, but these are regulated arenas for the sole purpose of combat. Next time you want to hit someone, challenge them lawfully; respect the establishments.

Furthermore, I still hold to my comment that you scream like a banshee."

[Lucelei]

Quiet elven laughter.

The man was bested by a woman and wants to whine about it publicly?

What is the world coming to?

[Anthony I]

Bested?

Look, banana-ears, it was a sucker punch. Regardless, I'd have been less of a man to strike back at the frail lady.

[Neo Eternity]

Neo walked by the cork, stealing a quick look at it, and at this situation right here. He gave a sigh, shaking his head.

"Ridiculous." -_-

With that, he walked off.

[Harris]

In an effort to help resolve this situation I have taken it upon myself to sneak up behind Quinn and punch her in the back of the head. After that I dug a nice, deep grave and kicked what was left of chivalry into it.

Tony's my bro, so no messing with him. Insert fist shaking here.

~Harrisperson

[Chris Graziano]

I'm an authority! Take the matter to me!

My ruling:

"In the matter of Anthony Santino being sucker punched in the face by Anjolie Cynthia Quinn, the jury finds both parties guilty of something the other party accused them of. To resolve the matter, the jury suggests a private loft at the Red Dragon Inn where the two parties can truly "settle their differences."

And as the newspaper articles and reporter snipets will report the next day:

"The esteemed Mr. Graziano's ruling...
The honorable Mr. Graziano...
... in a spectacular ruling...
(and other such comments about Mr. Graziano)

As the plantiff and defendent stepped out of the courtroom and made their way towards their weekend getaway, chants of "We want blood! Punch him in the face again! Kick her in the kneecaps!" could be heard throughout the crowd. It was later revealed that the chanting was coming from only one small being with very pointy ears and an 'impish' look about it. These reports are unsubstantiated as everyone in Rhy'din knows there are no such things as pointy ears. Everyone's ears are perfectly earlike."




Tony, be a man and punch her in the ear! Anjolie, be a woman and throw a football in his groin!

[Imp]

::poofs before the cork board and floats there squinting at the last note::

::scratches his head and mutters to himself:: I wasn't there. That wasn't me....

::his eyes open wide and he jumps in mid air, arms and legs splayed to the sides, a look of absolute shock::

::points at the board:: There's an Imp-postor!!!!!!!

::and poofs out to find it::