Ironsoul orphange fundrasier arena - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
9/9/475
Log
To the west of the orphanage dozens of chairs were set up many children occupied the chairs On a platfrom Lady Ironsoul stood waiting for her special guest to arrive as the fence was being set up and many priest stood by to attent to the children and whoever might get injured. "Ladies and Gentlefolk, I have brought you all together to show these children who protect thier city and to show the soulless children possible paths to take in life. Warriors the rules are simple, You will fight till one of you is too injured to continue or surrenders then the one who preformed the best will be judged by the special guests and the children so don't just fight to harm fight to entertain us all." She calls out and the children cheer waving wooden weapons. "Will the warriors please come out to the field!"
Rogna strolls into the orphanage, casting his cape back with one arm. He approaches Kilsa cheerfully. "I hear this is a test combat skills, I should like to take part Miss Ironsoul." The hippo looks out over the children and smiles at the woodedn weaponry, surely they will become great warriors for sweetwater someday.
Ictus hmms? as the warriors are called out to battle and smiles as he marches out, he waves to the kids and flashes a grin, "I hope this will be very entertaining for the kids."
Peril skips up to Kilsa, the little cat having, as wellways shown up early in hopes of getting a good view of any big muscular warrior types that show up. with a broad toothy smile she gve Kilsa a playful nudge before saying to her "You should have chatted to me before doing this. I could have contributed a few funds to help you get in quality fighters from far and wide"
Zevran walks into the orphanage when he hears the call for the warriors to gather. He glances towards the eager children waving their wooden weapons, hoping he can give them a good show even if he cannot win a match.
Traxin walks over to Kilsa, with an amused smile at Peril's skipping, deepening into a broad grin. "This should be interesting." Rubbing his hands together excitedly, he prepares to watch the fights taking place.
Darquan would be one of the next to arrive. He is actually wearing very little this time around, merely a loincloth. In fact he had changed before stepping outside, and the only thing he possesses at present is the axe he is so fond of fighting with. He gets into position wordlessly, though he shows off to the younglings afterward, flexing for them.
Kilsa smiles, "Rogna, I would love to see you test your metal. I'll be sure to but you in the first round. The kids are fasinated by the stories I've told them about you." She smiles at Ictus, " You're attending too right? I would love to see you in the first match as well." She nodded to Peril, "Ah my good feline please have a seat up here with me. You've get a better view, I was hoping you recived my request to judge correct?" She smiles as more people came to join in the festivites. "I wish to do it from my own funds for the good of sweetwater." She looked at Traxin, "Come Traxin join me on the judging booth with Peril." She stood up. "GIVE THESE WARRIORS A HAND" The children scream and cheer as the other priest work to calm them down. "Ictus and Rogna please stay in the arena. The rest of you please come on the plate form to enjoy the first match and get your weapons ready or in Darquan's case some clothes." She joked.
Rogna laughs and nods, then looks to Ictus. Rogna smiles and offers them a slight respectful bow as a warrior. He then takes a fighting stance, seemingly prepared to do engage Ictus when Kilsa gives them the okay.
Ictus nods to Kilsa with a smile and chuckles, "Yes, I will be participating." he nods and bows back to Rogna, taking a fighting stance with his sword and shield out as well
Peril sniggered as she took her place alongside Kilsa, lifting her tail as she sat down before perking up to look over the contenders, a broad smile parting her lips as she spied a familiar gator. with a playful giggle she raised a hand to wave to Darquan "I do hope we get a few nice big ones"
Darquan shakes his head and passes Kilsa a look, followed by a wink, "Oh, come on. It's not like I'm going to take it off." Still, he follows the others to the waiting area.
Traxin grins to Kilsa, joining her and Peril in the judging booth. "Thanks for inviting me." He whispers quickly to her, chucklilng at the joke about Darquan's clothes.
Zevran watches as the two fighters get into their stances. He takes moment to size up each fighter before making his way to the waiting area. He can only assume that the other warrior in the waiting room is his competition. He silently glances towards the gator for a moment before turning his gaze back to the fight.
Kilsa smiles and raises a hand. "Fighters ready! GO!" She leans looks at Traxin and Peril, "who are you both rooting for?"
Darquan is large and quite burly, and from his current attire it would make him look something like a barbarian. He doesn't seem to notice the scrutiny directed toward him, for his attention is mostly on the children and the competitors on the field.
Rogna leaps into action, using his girth to push the fox around before drawing his swords.
Peril cackles with glee as she looks over the battleground eager to see blows flying "ohh you know. I'll root for whoever puts on the best show, and award bonus points to the one that claims the Gator's loin cloth"
Ictus hmms? and dodges the leap, grinning slightly as he takes a swipe at Rogna's knees with his blade
Traxin laughs, then looks at the hippo and fox. "I have no favorites at this stage, Rogna's got size, but foxes can be cunning. I expect Ictus to play things smart."
Kilsa claps watching Rogna take the first strike, "Wow. I expected Ictus to lead the attack." The children go wild from the start of the fight. Near the stands a single Pitbull child glares at Darquan, Kilsa shouts at the fighters, "Gooo!" The crowed shouts and cheered randomly.
Darquan soon finds his target in the stands of the orphans before long, what with the eyes boring holes into him. The PitBull's glare is returned, though he adds a sharp salute the kid's way while calling out a simple, "Donny!"
Rogna uses both his peace keeper and legendary sol to parry the blade, running the legendary sol to slash at Ictus's arm as he moves aside.
Peril claps her paws together while giggling gleefully, her eyes fixed upon the action
Ictus chuckles as he is parried and grunts as he attemps to roll with the blow to his arm, pushing inwards to try and land a blow to Rogna's stomach with his shield
Rogna oofs slightly as his gut it pushed on, backing up slightly to disengage Ictus and prepare for another assault.
The claps and cheers, "That it show these kids what it is to be a warrior!" The pit in the crowd give Darquan a hard look before giving him a thumbs up. "Wow I didn't except the fox to so evenly matched with someone as strong as Rogna. They seem alot more skilled since I've fought with either of them." She says to the other two judges.
Darquan drops his arm and nods to the youngster before finally turning his attention toward the other fighter beside him, taking the time to look him over.
Ictus grins as Rogna backs off and does a backflip, in heavy armor... With a shield! He seems to be getting some distance from the hippo
Rogna laughs and shakes his head, and beings preparing something. His hands start to glow with the power of a priest. With the distance this should be just right.
Traxin claps wildly. "I didn't know Ictus was THAT agile..."
The children begin chanting "Fight Fight!" Over and over, Kilsa smiles and chuckles. "Hey if we turned this into a free for all I bet these kids would explode." She looked at Darquan and Zevran, "Do you think either of you could take either one of them?"
Peril chuckled and shook her head "They are lucky I am not contending! I would show them a thing or two!"
Ictus blinks as Rogna glows with priestly might and charges him while he is distracted with theh Divine Math
Zevran glances towards Kilsa as she addresses the gator and him. "I would always be willing to try it." He responds in a baritone voice as he sizes up the two current combatants again. "I suppose the children might enjoy it." He adds, looking towards the chanting children.
Rogna casts his spell as Ictus approaches, debilitating his power and bolstering his own. A glow surrounds him as he prepares to engage Ictus.
Darquan finds that he is of equal height and mass as the Rhino, as they are both seven feet and of the Heavy clan. This might prove interesting to say the least. He then turns to the judging booth and remarks, "Anything can happen, really."
Traxin watches fascinated at Rogna's magic, tapping his fingers idly, and sketching abstract geometric shapes without taking his eyes off the action between the fox and hippo.
Kilsa looks at Traxin, "Oh your a Kevin scope learner?" She noties.
Ictus grunts as the spell hits him and keeps charging shield up as he prepares to bash Rogna
Traxin nods to Kilsa, "Indeed I am." He grins a little, perhaps at a private joke, before turning back to see how the hippo would respond to the charging fox.
Rogna prepares to take the charge, delivering a roundhouse kick to weaken his impact and destabilize him as best he can.
Peril is tempted to call out 'Finish Him' but represses this strange urge which she cant quite explain
Ictus grunts at the kick and chuckles a bit as he stumbles past Rogna, clearly intent on gaining some distance
Traxin tilts his head to the side. "What's he doing? Crafty, crafty fox..." he ponders aloud.
Darquan crosses his arms while he cocks his head, "Just what is it you are up to, Fox?" This is said softly, perhaps soft enough so only the Rhino beside him can hear.
Kilsa chuckles, "Come on pull out all the stops! Just don't kill anybody." She cheers to the both of them as the children begin Cheer more for the warriors each yelling "FOX!" or "Hip Hip Hippo!"
Rogna whirls around swords at ready and lashes out with an overhead strike using his peace keeper.
Zevran is focused on watching the fight, but manages to hear the Gator's question. He realizes it might be rhetorical, but decides to respond anyway. "I wonder the same as well. This Fox seems to be quite crafty." He responds, his voice soft as if he is afraid that the noise might disrupt the fight.
Ictus grunts as he lifts his shield overhead and grins as he backs off more before charging at the hippo so fast it seems he dissappears at moments, leaving a vague after image like line towards Rogna
The children gasp at the strange skill Ictus display. "Speedy FOX!" The children start chanting obviously enjoying the quickly moving fox as the other priest hold them back from trying to hop the fence.
Peril rolls her eyes and shakes her head "what good is all that speed if the action is too quick foe us to see hmm? Trust a fox to be all to eager to finish"
Rogna has rather good vision, and although he cannot see the full action of the fox he takes a thrust forward as he charges, then whips around and swings his peace keeper in an arc to defend his sides.
Darquan watches like everyone else as Ictus simply vanishes and Rogna is left to perform a whirling defense posture just to try to defend himself. This has him rumbling softly, "Crafty bugger. Glad I'm not his enemy."
Ictus hmms? and grunts as he veers to the left while charging as he spots Rogna's move, coming to a stop with a shake of his head and a grin, "Well... We seem to be about even... I however, am convinced that the others should have their turns." he grins and bows to Rogna, "So, I surrender." he's panting a bit from the exertion
Kilsa nods and looks from the stands. "Winner by Surrender Rogna!!!" She didn't feel a need to vote for the surrender the children boo at the fox while a few scream at him to do another speed run.
Rogna frowns and shakes his head. "If you insist." he says and sheathes his swords and gets off stage.
Zevran chuckles as the cheers of the crowd turn into boos as the fox surrenders. "I suppose you won't have to worry about fighting him now." He says to the Gator. He glances towards the finished fight, knowing that he will soon be called to fight.
Ictus blinks at Rogna's frown and wanders over to him while the second round starts, "Something wrong?" he sighs at the boos and a bit
Darquan chuckles a little, "I wasn't worried about fighting him. It just so happens that now all three of us remaining are of the same clan." A smirk follows and he claps the Rhino on a shoulder, giving it a squeeze in the process, "May the best combatant win the next round, eh?"
Kilsa smiles to the crowd, "Now Time for our two bruisers to show us some skill." She waves the other two out to the makeshift arena. "When ever your ready! Get out there and show these kids what you can do!" Soon as they are ready Kilsa screams "Ready! GO!!!"
Zevran gives the Gator a small nod when he is clapped on the shoulder. "Indeed. May the best win. Let's give these kids a good show, huh?" He replies to the Gator, giving him a smile before walking out into the arena.
The near-naked gator follows his opponent out to the ring, hefting that axe over one shoulder. His thick hide serves as his armor in this case, since gators are known for their toughness and whatnot. Getting to his side of the ring he sets his axe in front of him in a diagonal angle, only to give it a showy twirl. He does not make the first move.
The young pit leans off the rails, "SMASH HIS FACE IN SCALES!!" The rest begin to cheer and kilsa claps from her seat.
Traxin settles in to watch the new matchup. "This will be interesting, I don't think I've seena gator fight before. Who is that? He turns to Kilsa curiously, indicating the young pit.
Zevran turns to face the Gator, leaving his own sword on his back. The clothes he is wearing will not do much to stop an axe, but he hopes his own thick hide will help. "I guess the first move is mine, then." He says across the arena, loud enough for the Gator to hear. He lowers his head slightly so that his horn is pointed towards the chest of the Gator. He stomps his foot once, then charges. As he gets closer to the Gator, he attempts to draw his sword and unleash a diagonal slash.
Kilsa smiles at Traxin. "Thats Donny, A child I personally mentor he has taken to the gator since he saw him at a talent show I host a while back." She shrugs, "He is a good kids with a pretty tragic story. I killed his father a while back on a patol. So he is a bandits son but is trying to grow away from that life."
Darquan can see the kid with his wide vision, but he turns his head to ackknowledge him anyway, "You know it, Donny!" He turns his attention back once he hears the charge, and feels the ground shaking from it. The diagonal slash is met with a parry from the axe while he sidesteps the charge, even if it was aborted. His first strike for the battle is a fairly simple one, though it is not physical. He steps away and stares at the rhino, analyzing his technique for a moment.
Traxin nods to Kilsa. "A tragic story indeed. But it is good to see that he has people he can look up to." He turns back to watch the combatants.
