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Post by Xanatos on Jun 28, 2011 20:17:51 GMT -8
Xanatos grunted as blood ran freely down his leg. Wrenching his sword out, he spun and threw a dagger which imbedded itself in Craze's leg. Quickly while Craze was still dazed, he rushed forward and swung his injured leg up and slammed it down onto the dagger, tearing it free from Craze's leg. Grabbing his throat, he ran Craze back against the wall behind him, slamming his head against the unforgiving brick then threw him away, sending him sprawling against the cobblestone. Favoring his injured leg, he readied himself for Craze's next attack.
The other slayer began to rush forward when Makaidos fell back to take advantage of his weakness, but stumbled back, barely bringing his sword up in time to block. But it still knocked him off balance. Turning his awkward stumbling momentum into a roll to the side, he came up behind Makaidos and rammed him with his shoulder, causing the injured dragon to fall to the ground.
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Post by Makaidos on Jun 28, 2011 20:27:07 GMT -8
Makaidos gasped in pain as the slayer slammed into his injured wing. Unable to stop his fall, he hit the ground hard. Pushing himself onto all fours, he hissed as he tried to regain control of his body and block out the pain screaming at him from his broken wing.
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Post by The Craze on Jun 30, 2011 21:27:20 GMT -8
Craze picked himself up to his knees. He felt the presence of blood. His own, which surprised and excited him. He hadn't seen his own blood in a while. He cracked his neck in an awkward circle, and made eye contact with Xanatos. "ow." He started to rise to his feet, and grabbed some dirt from the ground as he did. He slung it towards the king, and while he was trying to recover, Craze tackled him to the ground. While on top of him, he forced both fists down on his face, and started mercilessly pounding the noble's face. As he did His maniacal laughter began.
Craze's employees were doing a good job of instilling fear in civilians. But now there people actually opposing them. A man looked towards Tobias, and grabbed a stone, aiming right for his head. Contact. He grinned, "BOOOOYS!!! WE GOT A FIGHTER!!!!" As Tobias fell from his perch, 14 thugs started closing in, readying their weapons.
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Post by Xanatos on Jul 1, 2011 12:02:56 GMT -8
Xanatos readied himself for Craze's next attack, but was caught by surprise when a handful of dirt caught him in the face momentarily blinding him. A sudden force brought him to the ground and stars exploded in his vision as Craze began pummeling his face.
The other slayer quickly ran forward and kicked Makaidos in the stomach, flipping him onto his back. Seeing his leader in distress, he picked Makaidos up by his cloak and slung him towards Craze, tearing one of Makaidos' sleeves in the process. Hitting Craze bodily from the side, both fell over in a heap, freeing Xanatos.
Xanatos rolled to his feet the second he felt the weight come off him, blood running from his nose and a trickle from his mouth. Angrily he kicked Craze in the face with his boot and stabbed downward with his sword.
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Post by Makaidos on Jul 1, 2011 12:34:31 GMT -8
Makaidos grunted as the slayer kicked him, moving with the blow to lessen the effect, causing him to fall onto his back. Before he could recover he felt himself thrown backwards and stumbled over something or someone sending them both tumbling to the ground. Makaidos stumbled to his feet, glancing at the tear in his sleeve. Blue scales sparkled in the sun through the tear. Keeping his arm angled away from Craze, he moved his back against the wall and waited for the slayer to attack.
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Tobias
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Post by Tobias on Jul 1, 2011 12:47:11 GMT -8
Tobias grunted in surprise as a large stone struck his head. Dazed for a second, he lost his balance and fell off the edge. Flicking his wrist, he snapped his wrist blades out and stabbed into the wall, slowing his rapid decent. Landing lightly, bending his legs to absorb the impact, he put his bow away as he saw several thugs move in on him. Grinning, he snapped his other wrist, bringing both of his wrist blades into play. This was much better than beating a simple pickpocket.
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Post by Eliora on Jul 2, 2011 0:30:49 GMT -8
[atrb=background,http://i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/Aragohm%20Pictures/Eliora-table-1.png][atrb=width, 516][atrb=height, 300][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(235),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px ;margin-top:50px;margin-left:149px;margin-right:130px;margin-bottom:4px;)]Eliora nodded as Draykos told her to follow after him and made sure her staff was secure before running after him with practiced ease. Weaving in and out between the people in the crowd, Eliora stayed close to Draykos, all the while keeping an eye out for any surprise attackers. Eliora paused only for a moment when Draykos stopped, eyes narrowing as she spotted the slayers as well, as she followed after Draykos, Eliora's mind raced as she wondered why the slayers would be here of all places ... it was as if this whole thing was planned to begin with. It couldn't possibly be a coincidence that a chaos would start up the moment the festival began and the slayers happened to appear; something just didn't add up ... . Keeping her thoughts to herself for the time being, Eliora continued after Draykos, thankful that they were at least out of sight for the most part, at least this Craze person wouldn't be able to catch them by surprise here ... or at least she hoped so.[/scrolly] |
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Post by The Craze on Jul 3, 2011 19:46:49 GMT -8
Craze's face moved with the large boot, possibly breaking his nose. He snapped his head back and saw the sword reaching for him. Instantly he put his hands up, and caught the blade between his hands and bent the sword horribly in the process, making it unusable. He smiled behind his mask. He truly loved the ring of luck. This was a perfect time that it worked. Sadly he had no control over it, so it was random. Much like luck is. Craze's reaction time was better then most men. His right fist swung towards Xanatos' knee, dislocating it. He cursed silently. He meant to break it, guess the ring doesn't work all the time he though, he brought his left hand towards his leg, and wrenched it upwards, making him thud into the ground again. As he tripped up the king, he pulled himself up at the same time. Xanatos would be down for at least a few minutes. Craze pulled out a dagger and threw expertly and harshly towards the noble's face. It landed a quarter of an inch away from his face. Craze laughed, "This isn't done. I'm only showing you exactly what you have to deal with in your wonderful kingdom!" In a swift movement he bolted around, and latched onto a low building. As he pulled himself up, he noticed Makaidos' arm. "And you. Little mercenary, I'll find you later. Might have an offer for someone with such... skills as yourself." Craze started darting from rooftop to rooftop. He hopped down into another street, running expertly, and not making contact with all the people running. He skidded to a stop, and went inside a building. He started holding his head, as he could finally acknowledge the headache. He wasn't a king for no reason. That man knew how to fight.
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Post by Xanatos on Jul 4, 2011 10:40:41 GMT -8
Xanatos stared at his bent sword in surprise, then grunted in pain as Craze struck his leg, dislocating it and fell heavily to the ground. Clutching his leg in pain, he heard something hit the ground beside his head. Glancing over, he saw the dagger quivering uncomfortably next to his face. Cursing at Craze, he threw the dagger back at him, but missed and the blade embedded itself into a wall. It seemed that his kingdom had a new threat to it: A madman who pleasured in inciting chaos and fear. The public would react very negatively towards his actions and would be looking to him for answers, for protection. And he would have to be able to provide them with that security. Perhaps this would work in the slayer's favor. Excellent fighters all, he could strengthen their presence in the cities and outlying towns, providing protection for the people, yet also discouraging the demons from gathering much needed supplies from them. It would force the dragons to deal with the elves almost exclusively as they were the closest neighboring providence. He glanced over towards the slayer who was advancing towards Makaidos. The fall from the building seemed to place the dragon in bad shape, and the fight was not going in his favor. Xanatos gritted his teeth and slammed his leg back into place, just narrowly keeping himself from howling in pain. His hands shaking, he rolled to his feet, keeping most of his weight off his bad leg. "Finish him now, we're running out of time!" Nodding the slayer rushed forward at the dragon, the deadly blade moving to impale Makaidos.
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Post by Makaidos on Jul 4, 2011 11:19:08 GMT -8
Makaidos stared after Craze as he left. He was thinking about possibly hiring him? Then his reputation was still largely unknown, which was what he had needed. But working for someone whom pleasured in the chaos that he had caused? He wouldn't even give it a second thought. There was no way that he would employ himself to that man, no matter how desperate he may be. He snapped back to reality as the slayer rushed at him. Throwing himself to the side, he barely escaped the blade. Smiling to himself, he prepared himself for the slayer's next attack. He'd recovered quite a bit since the fall, but he still didn't wish to fight Xanatos, even with his injured leg. He wasn't prepared enough to be able to fight him and hope to win. While keeping an eye on Xanatos, Makaidos took a step forward and feinted an attack at the slayer, then spun around and stabbed towards the slayer's midsection.
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Post by Draykos on Jul 4, 2011 11:43:43 GMT -8
Draykos caught a glimpse of a figure running across the rooftops. That was Craze...and he appeared to have been injured recently. Few people could face him in combat and do that sort of damage to him. He followed the route that he was taking and watched him disappear into a house. Pointing towards Craze, he motioned towards where Craze had come from. "Eliora, follow Craze's path and try and figure out where he came from. He's injured, so I suspect that there's a skilled fighter there, and there's a chance that he may still be alive: Craze doesn't always kill his victims. I'm going to go and confront Craze, he went into that building there-" He motioned again. "After you find out what happened, come back and give me a hand, possibly with whomever fought Craze. Be quick" Without another word, he quickly scaled the nearest building and ran across the rooftops until he reached Craze's. He entered through the building entrance, sword drawn and at the ready. Moving slowly and quietly, he headed down the stairs.
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Post by Eliora on Jul 4, 2011 15:08:38 GMT -8
[atrb=background,http://i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/Aragohm%20Pictures/Eliora-table-1.png][atrb=width, 516][atrb=height, 300][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(235),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px ;margin-top:50px;margin-left:149px;margin-right:130px;margin-bottom:4px;)]Eliora nodded, eyes already scanning the area to best guess where Craze had come from before dashing off without a word. According to Draykos, speed was of the essence, and Eliora didn't want to waste any time fighting frantic people trying to escape. Climbing onto the nearest rooftop, Eliora ran across the rooftops, eyes darting every which way in order to try and find the so called victim of Craze. Finally, Eliora spotted an ongoing battle in the distance, hopping down from the rooftop with ease, she approached the battle cautiously lest she give herself away. If they had been originally fighting Craze and fought well enough to injure the man, then they could very well be a formidable opponent indeed. Staying in the shadows, Eliora got close enough to see the battle and felt her blood turn cold ... Xanatos was here! Closing her eyes, Eliora took a deep breath and regained control of herself ... it would do no good to panic, besides, with Xanatos busy with his opponent there was no way that he could possibly have spotted her, much less recognize her for who she really was. Pulling out her staff, Eliora crept closer to the battle just in time to see Xanatos' opponent lunge towards him, aiming for his midsection. Before, Xanatos had been blocking Eliora's view of the other person but even with the now clear view of the opponent, his face remained hidden beneath the shadow of his hooded cloak. Perhaps this was the man that was Craze's 'victim' but then again, Eliora couldn't be too certain.[/scrolly] |
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Post by Xanatos on Jul 5, 2011 13:55:15 GMT -8
The slayer quickly jumped to the side, but the blade still grazed him, drawing blood along his side. Xanatos cursed under his breath. "He's had ample time to recover from the fall, don't fall for his tricks, and don't throw caution to the wind!"
The other slayer glared back at Xanatos. "I know what I'm doing and seeing as how you're in no condition to fight, bad leg and sword ruined, let me concentrate on this fight." Something behind Xanatos caught his eye. "Someone's behind you, in the shadows." Facing Makaidos again, he swiped his sword towards the dragon's feet, then followed up with a spin and stabbed towards Makaidos' chest.
Xanatos spun around, pulling out a dagger. "Come out of the shadows and show yourself! Be you friend or foe?"
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Post by The Craze on Jul 5, 2011 19:01:55 GMT -8
Craze was shaking his head, the headache was getting more severe. He felt his nose and flinched. It was defiantly broken. He took a deep breath, out both hands softly on his nose... Then straightened it back into place. "AAAAWWHHHhhhhh...." He was unable to hide that pain. Craze cracked his neck stood. He couldn't take off the mask yet, not until this was done. He then remembered his leg and and took a dishtowel from the house. He wrapped it up over the cut. Again he flinched. He heard a creak on the steps and he reached for his dagger. He cursed rather loudly. It was back with Xanatos. His only mistake. Currently he was unarmed. Except for his special ball, which was virtually unusable in a fight. Craze turned around and faced towards the stores, waiting to see who really wanted to come down here.
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Post by Eliora on Jul 6, 2011 0:46:00 GMT -8
[atrb=background,http://i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/Aragohm%20Pictures/Eliora-table-1.png][atrb=width, 516][atrb=height, 300][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(235),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px ;margin-top:50px;margin-left:149px;margin-right:130px;margin-bottom:4px;)]Eliora mentally cursed when she was called out and decided it was foolish to remain hidden. Thankful that her mark was not visible at the moment, Eliora stepped out of the shadows, doing her best to look like a terrified commoner who had gotten lost in the wrong pat of town. "Please sir ... I didn't mean to startle you ... I just got lost and then saw the fight and-... ,"Eliora whimpered in a more high-pitched voice, holding her staff as more of a long cane of sorts and using it to limp out of the shadows. For all Xanatos knew, she was just a frightened girl off the streets, and she had certainly ran through enough puddles along the way to look the part of a frightened commoner. Now out of the shadows, Eliora visibly shook with supposed fright when in reality it was out of apprehension, there was a wild look in her eyes that could be read as fear or desperation. And indeed, Eliora was worried, but not as much as she pretended to be ... she hadn't expected Xanatos to be here and then there was the other slayer that was attacking the hooded figure. "I was just trying to run away when I tripped ... lucky my papa gave me this or I wouldn't be able to walk." Eliora said in a fear-filled voice, placing a slight emphasis on the word run hoping to try and tell the hooded figure to get away while he still could, though the emphasis was hardly noticeable at the end of it all.[/scrolly] |
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Post by Makaidos on Jul 6, 2011 12:12:36 GMT -8
Makaidos jumped over the blade and dodged to the side of the deadly blade. Elbowing the slayer in the face, he spun and kicked him in the side giving him some room as the slayer stumbled away. With a brief moment of calm, he looked over to the newcomer. A young woman perhaps in her 20's stood facing Xanatos, clothing stained and dirty from running from Craze's henchmen and walking staff in hand. This was all he took in before he returned his attention to the slayer, not paying attention to her conversation with Xanatos, but keeping her physical location in the back of his mind. No reason to get her involved in this skirmish accidentally. Giving the slayer no time to recover, he advanced with a series of strikes designed not to harm, but to drive the slayer back and away from the newcomer and keep her from getting involved indirectly in the fight and preventing her from getting hurt. As he advanced, he searched for an escape or a possible way to end the fight quickly.
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Post by Draykos on Jul 6, 2011 12:36:11 GMT -8
Draykos paused a short distance down the stairs, his sense of danger elevating slightly. Craze knew he was here and was ready to fight. No longer attempting stealth, he quickly finished descending the stairs. As he expected Craze stood ready for him. Holding his sword down by his side non-threateningly he stopped at the base of the stairs. "Am I correct in saying that you're Craze? Who was supposed to serve a life sentence in prison, but now has escaped and lays waste to a town, killing innocent civilians for little purpose but to cause massive chaos?"
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Post by The Craze on Jul 6, 2011 12:43:21 GMT -8
Craze crossed his arms. "Depends on who's asking." He took a few steps forward. "And your name? Not very often idiots try and creep on up on me."
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Post by Xanatos on Jul 6, 2011 12:54:26 GMT -8
Xanatos lowered his knife, narrowing his eyes. He'd noticed the emphasis that she'd placed on run. Something didn't seem right. By her appearance she appeared to be truthful, but she seemed to be overplaying the drama. He glanced down at her ankles, and while she was using the staff, she displayed no signs of an injury that would cause her to need to walk with a walking staff. "Don't lie to me girl. You're uninjured and do not require the staff to support yourself. What is your true purpose in approaching me with deceit rather than honesty?" Xanatos stared hard at the girl, reading her eyes.
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Post by Draykos on Jul 6, 2011 12:58:38 GMT -8
Draykos took several steps to the side, putting himself away from the stairs. "My name is unimportant. What is your real purpose in instilling all this fear, this chaos? What do you possibly stand to gain?"
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Post by The Craze on Jul 6, 2011 13:01:10 GMT -8
Craze stared at him. "If your unwilling to be sociable then fine." Craze twirled on his foot and started moving towards the stairs.
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Post by Draykos on Jul 6, 2011 13:12:40 GMT -8
Draykos frowned. "My name is Draykos." He moved a few steps closer to Craze, but kept a fair distance between them.
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Post by The Craze on Jul 6, 2011 15:25:18 GMT -8
Craze stopped in his tracks, and turned eerily towards Draykos. "That sounds a bit... foreign doesn't it? Almost... draconian wouldn't you say?"
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Post by Draykos on Jul 6, 2011 15:31:44 GMT -8
Draykos shrugged. "What's in a name? My parents were...unconventional. I know a number of people with the same name throughout the kingdom."
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Post by The Craze on Jul 6, 2011 15:35:38 GMT -8
Craze laughed. "Yes. I am Craze. I was supposed to be locked up. But I got out for good behavior."
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