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Post by Layella Lavellan on Jul 28, 2015 18:50:30 GMT
*Having watched from afar, Layella winces at the excessive nature of the display. As the wizard stands victorious, she smirks, relaxes her arm that gripped the bow on her back, and turns to head to the guild hall.*
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 30, 2015 22:31:12 GMT
*I ask around about further challenges in the arena*
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Post by Alicia Rienheart on Jul 31, 2015 0:13:13 GMT
A huge lumbering figure leaps into the arena, leaving a small cracked crater where he lands. He wields two massive great axes attached to long mithril chains, that are connected to his bracers. One axe seems to smolder in incredible heat, the other screams as he swings it through the air. The figure is covered in spiked armor, one pauldron resembles that of a Minotaur, the other a tiger. He releases a a blood curdling howl that makes most spectators uneasy, and causes children to weep in terror. "WHO DARES TASTE THE STEEL OF CARNAGE!!!!!!!!".
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Jul 31, 2015 0:46:27 GMT
Everything is spelt right. Z did you write this
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Post by Ancalgon Aryte on Aug 2, 2015 0:47:39 GMT
The figure points to Erron, "You! Do you wish to test your might in combat? Come, face Carnage!"
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Aug 2, 2015 2:15:25 GMT
*rolling into the arena I come up with a cloud of sand thrown into carnages face followed by a solid shotgun barrel
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Post by Ancalgon Aryte on Aug 2, 2015 11:48:14 GMT
He lets loose a roar, and with eyes slammed shut begins to charge toward you, flailing wildly.
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Aug 2, 2015 14:42:48 GMT
I empty both barrels into his chest and then withdraw a revolver and hand axe
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Aug 2, 2015 14:43:06 GMT
And start to evade his attacks
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Post by Ancalgon Aryte on Aug 2, 2015 23:12:18 GMT
Gasping for air he clutches his chest. When he manages to compose himself he throws both of his massive axes in different directions and then grab the chains connecting them to his bracers, and begins to spin. Having recovered his vision, he moves toward you.
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Aug 3, 2015 3:45:50 GMT
I begin to empty my revolver towards his face
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Aug 3, 2015 3:46:56 GMT
And throw the hand axe sideways at his legs
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Post by Ancalgon Aryte on Aug 3, 2015 18:28:44 GMT
He drops, axes and chains fall to the ground. Laying on his back he clutches his face and breathes heavily.
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Post by erronbackinblack/Fizzle on Aug 3, 2015 22:14:36 GMT
As I holster my revolver, I withdraw my blade from my back and lop off his head in one fell swoop.
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Post by Ancalgon Aryte on Aug 3, 2015 22:31:43 GMT
Before you do so, he grabs you by the throat and slams you into the dirt. He gets on top of you and begins to choke the life from you with heavy spiked gauntlets. The blood from his mangled face drips onto you.  |
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