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Post by Khaalius Sandrus on Dec 10, 2017 23:33:41 GMT
Khaal stepped into the arena like he owned the place. As his name was announced to the crowd, the ancient man raised his arms with a dazzling grin. That wasn't enough to him, though, so he proceeded to send kisses to a few directions, soaking up the attention he was getting.
The man was lightly armored for this battle, sporting chainmail with a leather vest atop it, along with more leather to protect his arms and legs. He had a short sword at each hip, and a number of throwing knives upon his person. Lastly, his blue cloak hung over his shoulders, secured with two silver clasps.
Khaal turned his bright blue eyes upon his opponent, undoing said clasps with a smooth, elegant motion before folding the fabric over one arm. With that done, the man gave a respectful bow, gaze and posture at ease and confident.
He didn't know what awaited him, exactly, but he had a few tricks up his sleeves, not including the literal blades. Khaal doubted he could teleport more than once during this fight, but one opportunity was all he needed to employ that efficiently. Aside from that, there was always the signet ring upon his finger, aiding him to sift through his opponent's thoughts.
Without further delay, the immortal powered some will through it, aiming to read the woman's mind even as he himself spoke.
"Greetings, milady!" The man said, his silky smooth voice traveling over the arena with surprising clarity.
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Post by Kaya Atiqtalaaq Nanuq on Dec 11, 2017 15:21:50 GMT
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The blond woman had been dragged to a gate, a voice rang outside, but what it said was unknown to the bear, as she was struck on the back of her knees her legs buckled under her and she hit teh floor with a grunt. The chains were undone and they dragged her to her feet before shoving her out of the gate and as she stumbled on they threw a jagged sword after her. Her blue eyes were filled with confusion and anger. She had been treated horribly! Her heart beat like that of a hunted rabbit. She felt as if she was on grotesque display for otheres entertainment. She felt anxious and a hundred other emotions at once. So she scrambled to get the sword and clutched it as if it was her only lifeline in a rough sea. Foreign words swept over her, the people at her back urged her on, yelled at her to get in there.
She swallowed and with a form of panic surging through her she walked forward when she saw another human come out of a gate opposite her. She felt so immensly frustrated, that she broke into a small jog to get to the center and away from the angry voices at her back. She feared they would throw things at her if she did not move.
The stranger made an effort to do all sorts of whooshing hand movements and the cape was draped over his arm as if it was a prize of sorts. She cocked her head to the left when he spoke. What a peculiar language. Her curiosity poked its giant head out in the swirling storm of emotions for a brief second. The cheering and voices made her head spin and it ony took her a second to decide what she wanted to do. She wanted to get out. She eyed the gate on the other side from where the man had come out. No angry people. Perhaps she could flatten the gate? She licked her lips with the purple tongue and her briliant blue eyes narrowed as she looked to the man.
" Paasinngilara.."
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We are all the same
Brothers to each other
In this world we remain truly
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Post by Khaalius Sandrus on Dec 12, 2017 15:10:40 GMT
Well that was interesting. The woman didn't seem ready for a fight, mentally or otherwise. Her mind swirled with fear, confusion and anger, and her glance upon the gate behind him told the immortal fighting was the last thing on her mind. She was moreso a trapped animal, rather than a combatant.
Khaal was under the impression people signed up voluntarily, and the woman before him didn't look like she would agree to fight only to back out at the last minute. She had the look of a warrior about her, and from her brief jog he saw that she moved as one too. The immortal's mind buzzed with possibilities as he took one tentative step towards her, making no move for his weapons. In fact, the man's movements were smooth and elegant, as though he was about to ask her for a dance, not a battle.
Perhaps someone forced the woman to this, or maybe she hadn't understood what signing up entailed. She didn't seem to speak the common language, and hers was hard to pinpoint from one mere word she'd given him. Thankfully, though he couldn't understand her, the confusion within her mind spoke for itself.
So, Khaal just had to communicate the hard way. Keeping his will powering through the enchanted ring so he could at least half-understand her, the man raised his hands in a placating gesture. The crowd didn't like the delay of battle, growing increasingly antsy with it. Khaal heard the first "boo"s coming their way, but the desires of the populace didn't interest him all that much. No, his focus was fully on the woman before him.
"Khaalius Sandrus." The man said slowly, gesturing at himself, before moving to gesture at her much in the same manner. "Kaya Atiqtalaaq Nanuq?" He said, and hoped he hadn't buchered her name beyond recognition.
Taking another careful step forward, he cleared his throat and continued. "Kaya." Giving her an amused smile, he pointed at the gate she was eyeing and then shook his head at her. "No. Magic. Bad." The man said with a chuckle, blue eyes twinkling with amusement.
"You and I..." He went on, hand moving once more to indicate the two of them, before it rose and flapped in a gesture generally reserved for someone who was babbling.
"...we talk."
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Post by Arlyn on Dec 14, 2017 9:38:53 GMT
The results have been randomized, and today's the last day for round 1. Feel free to post a final wrap up post to this thread or continue it as you like but the next round starts today.
The winner is Khaalius Sandrus .
The next round will be Khaalius Sandrus versus Radulfr Caput Lupinum .
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