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| Topic Started: Aug 1 2007, 09:00 AM (149 Views) | |
| Dark | Aug 1 2007, 09:00 AM Post #1 |
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please hold while your call is incompleted.....
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He stood there in the open place known as the dead magic zone. His whole person shook with anticipation. The person who had challenged him was a well known hero of the people. This may be a fist brawl but to Dark it was a way of earning respect amongst his evil peers. He was ready to go. His loose black clothing slowly shifted in the wind. He could not wait to get started in on this man. True they did not know each other but soon enough they would. A few people had even gathered to watch the fist fight happen. The air seemed to be charged with energy. "Come out noble and face Dark, Choosen of the Tyrant bane." He said with a loud and clear call. Dark enjoyed having fights in the name of his choosen god Bane. "I am waiting noble! Do you wish to fight or just cower in the dark." He said mockingly. The noble was the type that could not resist fights he had a guess at. He waited patiently for his oppenent to appear. He was eager to get going true, but he figured it would not work to get antsy and charge straight off after the noble. Dark had seen the man earlier and they had exchanged violent and nasty words. Soon after this noble had issued a challenge and told Dark to meet him at the dead magic zone. He had not cared to much about the affually long name, but decided if his oppenent did have spells to use it would not be a bad idea to. He was growing impatient with his noble. He sought to teach him something about messing with Dark. True dark may be new to the lands of avalon but that changed nothing. He just wanted to see this man walk away from the battle field with his face smashed in. He didn't have a stratgey, and he didn't need it for a simple fist fight. He remained standing waiting for the noble to appear. The crowd the had gathered grew restless and impatient to see their supposed hero fight. "Come on out noble, your crowd wants to see you fight!" He called out into the slight darkness. His fist tightened until his knuckles shown bone white. He wanted to maim this noble hero into the dust. His body shook again. He felt like electricity had zapped everyone of his cells into life. He felt enegerzied and ready to go. |
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| Sujin | Aug 2 2007, 02:49 PM Post #2 |
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Ah good, the dead magic zone. A place Sujin has fought once before, and knows what it does to one of his type. Although Sujin has no magical energy to cast spells per say, his blood itself is intensely charged with magic and raw power, thus giving Sujin the strength that most know him to have. He had however, fought many times tough hard battles without relying on the power in his blood which gave him the ability to fight as a mortal on equal terms with even some of the best such as Siegfried. So this battle against some lowly dark knight wouldn’t be much of a problem. “Hey stop yelling would ya? And quit calling me ‘Noble’ I have a name idiot.” Sujin yelled over his taunts and the murmur of the growing crowed. The young immortal appeared just outside the growing circle of people, two weapons in hand. One of which was a massive greatsword, made of iron perhaps Sujin didn’t know he just bought them for this match, seeing as Soul Flame was out of reach and he wouldn’t soil Infurnus with a fight like this. The second weapon he carried was a longsword, he didn’t know exactly what this knight used as a primary weapon… but a longsword discipline was universal and every knight knew it, dark or not. “Here” the young immortal tossed the sheathed longsword at the mans feet, heaving his own greatsword up onto his shoulder with no physical signs of strain of anything of the sort. Even if he was human by all standards right now, he was still a barbarian. His rage, and his physical strength although no where near as threatening as they would be if Sujin was at full power, they are still easily a force to be reckoned with. “The Name is Sujin… quit ya yapping and lets get this over with.” The greatsword came down into a two handed grip, Sujin’s stance widened and his feet squared. The way he stood gave him balance, and stability he figured the man would strike first so he would use that to his advantage. In truth, Sujin wasn’t excited about this fight, it didn’t mean anything to him really… that of course would give this Dark Knight at least a small chance to live, because once you excite or anger flame… it devours everything in its path. This path however, would probably be left untouched and unblackened by the heat of flame. |
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