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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 21:55:50 GMT -5
All members of the Roal Tribe, you can come here to spar. You may use a staff, because we're not out to kill each other. Also, follow the basic rules laid down by the Mistress. I'll begin.
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 21:58:48 GMT -5
*An average amouke stood in the center of the ring, radiating a calm, but active aura around him. He had a staff in his hands. He was the leader of the amoukes, Fogrin Ekuoma. He shouted* anyone who wants to spar with the leader, step up, and fight.
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 22:31:41 GMT -5
**A small but determined-looking amouke strides into the arena and smiles coldly.** I'll spar with you.
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 22:33:53 GMT -5
*Fogrin stiffens up, and says* ok, you may have the first move. *He stands straight and tall, eyes glinting dangerously.*
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 22:42:50 GMT -5
**Nods and shruggs.** If you insist. **With a sudden jolt she swings her staff aiming for his side.**
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 22:47:43 GMT -5
*He brings his staff down, parrying her blow.* Very good. *He swings his staff in a downward arc, aiming for her shoulder.*
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 23:17:07 GMT -5
Thanks. **She says through gritted teeth and side steps but the staff does brush her arm. She lunges at him again.**
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 23:19:38 GMT -5
You're welcome. *He side steps, but he wasn't quick enough, so it jabs him. He grunts, and jumps, bringing the staff down in the direction of her other shoulder.*
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 23:22:16 GMT -5
**She is not ready for the blow which hits her right in the shoulder knocking her down momentarily. She quickly recovers and tries to hit him in the legs.**
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 23:26:58 GMT -5
*He is knocked down, but rolls over, and jumps up. He swings his staff at her hips, and says* you are good. Where did you learn your sparring?
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 23:29:09 GMT -5
**Is hit so hard she lands on her stomach she gets up and tries to whack him on the knee.** My father, before he died. You're not bad yourself!
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 23:34:05 GMT -5
*He side steps her attack, and swings at her knee.* I learned from my father, before he passed the position to me.
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 23:36:22 GMT -5
**Manages to jump up and avoid the attack she quickly twirls pretending to aim for the right but going for his left side.** Whee is your father now?
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Post by Rudd on Jun 8, 2006 23:39:52 GMT -5
*Is tricked by the move, and gasps in pain. He swings his staff at her head, and says* he is dead. He was murdered by ex-members. That is why he gave me the throne position. Asides from that, good move. I didn't expect it.
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Post by Tintariel on Jun 8, 2006 23:42:33 GMT -5
**The Staff cracks on the side of er head and she stumbles in shock before registering the pain and trying to get his stomach.** Your father was killed to? **She snorts as she continues to try to hit him.** At least you don't have a silly step-father!
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