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| Go to the Mesage board, this page is going bye bye! They are all in this one! Vicious looked over at the nearly mumified body a few beds down, unable to beleive that not only was it moving but insulting him. A day after his last fight with just this person he was about ready to go at it again. Vicious hobbled out of bed grabbing the neared thing he could find....a bedpan, and when he got to he head of Griffiths bed, he braced himself for the impact. "ooph..." Griffith heard from above his bed. A strange man all bandaged up, fell onto him. Griffith jerked as the burns were iritated, causeing his woundes to re-open. De'cein walked away, knowing that there would no more folisheness out of these two for a while. Vicious and Griffith lose (1 healing each) 10 exp each De'cien wins (no healing) 20 exp Just like candy...... Palengroth sat as he had for so long in front of his drawn blade. For days he had been like this, maybe soon he would be able to lift it...... Mordikai how ever had decided that what he was watching was rather dull. Lost in his intense consentration he failed to notice Mordikai simply take his blade. "Hmm.... A fine sword you had here...." Mordikai saidtesting it for balance, the blade moved perfectly with his arm a few a sword can truely do. " Aye, that blade is said to be blessed." Palengroth answered not opening his eye's. Mordikai grined as Palengroth realized what the theif had just said. But it was to late.... the flat of his own blade smashed into his face knocking him to the ground and un consious. Mordikai wissled as he walked off. *Not bad for a day's work* he thought. "not bad at all." someone said echoing his thoughts. Mordikai looked up to see a blade fly into his arm and return to the shadows nearby. Mordikai winced at the pain but he was made of sterner stuff then that. With his newly found sword he dashed after the blade to see a man shaped shadow strike at him again. Blade on blade as he blocked with his sword. Unlike many of the other time's Zero had used this attack there was no aftershock. Mordikai charged bringing the sword down across Zero's chest, the demon felt as his blue blood squirted out from his cloth armor. The battle continued in the streets of the Harrok kingdom for several minute both trying to best an almost even foe. For the first time in a long time, possibly ever Zero grinned. "bhjfvbkjhaf!" Mordikai could not hear what Zero had called to him as the palace gaurds began to make there way towards them. Mordiaki began to look for Zero, but he was gone. *guess its time to disapear as well* he thought. Th guard arriaved to see a Zair laying by the street in the grass and alot of blood....but that was all. Mordikai wins, (14 exp, (3) healing) Zero calls it a draw with Mordikai , (14 exp (3) healing) Palengroth losses, (10 exp (3) healing) Mordikai has stolen his foe's sword!!! Yesterday Hostility within the ranks Vicious twisted his demonic body around the curve of yet another building. So easy it was to track someone in the dark. Vicious a newly selected follower of Rune prowled the roof's in search of someone to test his skill's on. In the pale light of the moon's he caugt a glimpse of someone upon another roof in a kind of meditative trance, *Best not waste such an opertunity* he thought as he took to the sky. his hands grew thick and razor-like as he dove down from the sky. With all his might he tore into the back of Griffith, or so he thought to. Griffith however although meditating was fully aware of his surroundings. His body coiled at impossible angles as he loosed an arrow at Vicious. The monk managed to avoid it but it had cost him the advantage of surprize. 2 more arrow's followed and Vicious swated them away with his Saber as he began to charge in close. Ready to end the battle he swung cutting the bow and rending the flesh behind it. Griffith howled in pain and fell back as his hand spurted blood. Vicious cut again bringing his blade down on Griffith's arms as he sheilded his face. Blood sprayed violently from his wounded body onto Vicious and the surounding roof. Gleeful Vicious Charged yet again driving his Saber into his foe's shoulder the impact fore both of them from the roof and into the street. The preist's of Rune came running as Vicious prepared for the final blow. Fear then gave Griffith the power he had yet to master. With the last of his strength he ignited his own blood searing both of them. The preist's watched in horror as the tw demons burned within blue fire. When the flames had finaly stoped both warrior's lay face down burned and bleeding for in his fall Vicious had managed to stab himself as well. They where quickly brought to the health care portion of the temple, to hopefully fully heal. DRAW (5 exp each) Vicious healing (4) Griffith healing (5) Elsewhere........ Teuful Brounght his blade down across his foe's back, yet again. *this is all to easy* He thought, as the fairy tried to defend himself. An open but merciless battle was ove almost as soon as he started, His sword slick with blood teuful went into the temple of his god to pray secure in his knowledge that there was no othere fire follower as strong as he. Teuful Wins (7 exp no healing) Seta looses (3 exp 4 healing) No rest for the weary So far life as Zero knew it was not helping him. Not matter what he did no one ever could tell him what was wrong, no one could ever fix his problems. Even in death Blain had yeilded nothing of use, So today there would be another target, this one had a different feel to him. *this one well be able to help me* Zero though. Learon knew as soon as Zero entered the room there would be trouble. The room grew darker and the towns people started to grow quite. the tension in the room began build as Zero strolled up to the band. Hin a hushed but harsh voice he talked with the violinist. Everyone watched for a while but lost interest as the band began to play agian. As they played an old song from over 30 years ago some of the old folk's in the tavern began to cry remembering the good old days, when the gods where again at full power. Before they left them again.......Learon began to get caugh up in the slow but blood stiring music as Zero walked over to him. "What make's me evil?" Zero asked Learon could only stare back as he thought about the question. *How can a Demon born of the darkness ask such a thing?* he thought. Zero sighed as he saw that look again.....a look of absolutely no understanding, then again there was no understanding, not for him. The music abruptly halted as he drew his blade out from behind him. "Wait," Learon asked ot wanting the towns folk to be involved in this as Zero drew himself up to his full height. "Why do you have to do this?" Learon asked as he backed away pulling he spear from the rack near the door. "You cant answer me, I cant answer you.....there is only one answer to all questions....... Death...." Zero hissed throughing his Bomerang it wirred as it cut its way through table's and townsfolk alike in its path to Learon. Learon intended to block the thing with his spear but when it hit the a force not seen within it forced him back. the door exploded into splinters as Learon flew to the ground. Laying there unable to move he realized death had found him. *No not, not so soon.....to much to still do....* he thought. It was odd but he noticed sharply the little things a rock digging in his back, a splinter in his leg. the dust from the road in his eyes mingle with the scent of the market. But the final blow did not come. Zero stood before his pet eye's filled with a look Learon knew would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life. He coughed at the dust and when he could see again Zero was gone. Learon managed a smile at hit pet, before the pain became to much for him and he pased out. Later, on the outskerts of town Zero wondered what had stoped his hand from killing Learon..... *he had no answer's only more questions* Zero thought. He mentaly counted the tally of dead he had caused sence he had been born none to long ago. After a few minute he gave up and began to wonder what secret his new gems held. He had many of them now, but a few more and he would have them all. *That is what I will do,* he thought, *I will get my answer, if I have kill everyone else in the world to get it.* Zero Wins (7 exp and claims all opponents orbs) Learon Loses (3 exp and +3 healin) |
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