AU: Northlands

[FaenFriend]

Kai-Moash smiles warmly at Esme. "I haven't seen Phain today, but I'm glad you've decided to watch."

Glancing at Jonas, Kai-Moash rubs his stomach and comments, "I know your pain, my friend. Three points of pain, to be exact."

"Farther west!" he shouts at Galed. "Show him what your made of!"

 

[tenkar]

"I'd shout encouragement if me head didn't feel like a smith's anvil after a 12 hour work day... I shoulda taken up smithing it seems and been on the other end!". Tenkar gives Kai a friendly, but pained smile, and watches the current bout with the others.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Galed's blow again slams into his opponent's mail, this time prompting a slight grunt. The man's return swing glances off of Galed's shield.

 

[Arden]

Encouraged by the cheers from his friends, Galed attacks again.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Encouraged by the cheers from his friends, Galed attacks again.

Galed's sword come hammering in yet again, striking a glancing blow to the man's shoulder. His return blow goes far, far wide.

 

[Arden]

This one's tough, Galed thinks to himself. I've got to finish this before he can lay that axe on me again.

Galed spots an opening left by the axeman's wild swing, and lunges aggressively for it.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

A flurry of violent blows ensues, until one of Galed's blows leaves his opponent staggering, and the return strike knocks the man halfway out of the ring, and entirely unconscious.

 

[tenkar]

"Damn, did ya all se that? Nice work lad!" Tenkar pumps his fist in appreciation.

 

[FaenFriend]

"Whoo-yah!" shouts Kai-Moash.

"I knew Galed could do it all along," he announces to Tenkar with a wink.

 

[Arden]

Galed pumps his fist and shouts with triumph, his sense of modesty momentarily slipping away. Slightly embarrased by the outburst, he leaves the ring to find his companions.

"It seems the field is narrowing," he says when he reaches them. "Any advice for facing Darkling Blade if I should draw her next?"