Moonshadow vs. Tauron of the Sundered Lands

"Two worthy combatants, about to do battle!", says man-at-arms Grolsch, who is taking the week off. Ultrann says to his man-at-arms, "Indeed, a talented hunter against the raw power of the Iron Fist. The quickest will likely be the one to survive. Let's not waste time; BEGIN THE MATCH!" The crowd roars!

With that, the cloaked one suddenly appears in front of the east gate. The bearded, grisly whip-master then appears in front of the north gate. Moonshadow does a full charge at his enemy gladiator, letting out a loud "Kiaii!!". He does a mighty leaping kick, but Tauron just barely manages to avoid the attack.

Tauron came prepared for melee, since he already had his whip daggers in hand. He steps back a few feet, and with blinding speed, lets out three whip-cracks: two with his right hand, one with his left. The first one rips through the cloak covering Moonshadow's right arm, but the agile monk manages to avoid the two that follow.

The monk is relentless, with a steely resolve. He closes the short distance to his opponent, lets out another battle cry, and lets loose a mighty punch. While it hits Tauron's chain shirt, he was able to avoid the pain of a direct hit. "Your attacks are mighty, but you will be beaten!", the hunter confidently says to the robed monk. Again he steps back and lets his whip daggers do their work: first slash to the chest, causing blood to stream; second slash to the monk's left leg; the third misses, thanks to a well-timed leap by the cloistered warrior.

While bloodied, the monk is determined. Another battle cry, and another flying kick - this time with success. He smacks the Northland warrior squarely in the jaw, sending him staggering back a few feet. Hurt but by no means defeated, Tauron winds up his whips once again, and lets loose. The first whip strikes hard and true to Moonshadow's chest, causing the monk to scream in pain and disbelief. He tries to weakly side-step the second whip attack, but it slashes solidly into his right shoulder. Moonshadow screams at this solid wound, and then screams no more. He falls crumpled to the ground.

Tauron nears his enemy and begins binding his wounds. He whispers to his unconscious enemy, "You fought valiantly, my tatooed friend. You are a worthy opponent."

Moonshadow: 300 XP, 139gp. A potentially close battle let down by some bad rolls at the wrong time.

Tauron: 450 XP, 185 gp. Some flashy whip-work and a little luck brought down your steel-fisted enemy!