(YB!) Gerrett the Summoner vs. Irene the Mistwalker (Patch Judging!)

[Rathan]

Gerrett a wily looking man in dark flowing robes stands over a small rolling hill overlooking a completely quiet battlefield... his dark gray eyes scan the vast mostly flat landscape as he searches for a worthy opponent to challenge and start his rise to power and fame here in YBeria!

Gerrett the Summoner
Commoner 0
Win/Loss: 0-0

 

[Knight Otu]

A transparent, but large fog cloud quickly comes into view. In the center walks a bald female figure clad in simple white clothes, with a belt holding several small pouches and bags. She is holding a red staff that seems to billow like the mist, and as she draws closer, it becomes clear that she lacks eyes and a mouth.
When the mist touches Gerrett, she pauses for a second, then adjusts her path to move towards him. As she walks, she opens a pouch and produces a handful of blue dust that does not seem to leave her hand. She stands in some distance, and with a sweeping gesture, she lets the dust fall, forming words.

'So not all the battlefields have fallen quiet. I had feared I would not find a warrior.'

the dust reads, slowly returning to the woman's hand.

(Irene, the Mistwalker
Commoner 0
0 wins/0 losses)

 

[Phoenix8008]

A well muscled man approaches Garrett and Irene from afar. Dropping his sack of belongings to the ground, he tilts his hat back to survey the suns position in the sky before turning back to the two fighters. They see that an eyepatch covers one of his eyes between the bristling hair of his sideburns. "So, you two gonna scrap or what? I'm Patch and I'll judge fer ya, if ya need. Seems pretty lame so far though. No insults thrown around even? Not alot of passion behind the fight without 'em y'know." Uncorking a gourd, he takes a hefty swig of some drink and wipes his mouth with the back of his other hand. He leans against a nearby tree and waits for the fighters to continue.

 

[Knight Otu]

The mists around Irene contract a little for a few moments, then return to their previous size as she bows towards the judge. Again she makes a sweeping gesture with the hand holding the blue dust, but wilder this time, creating a lingering insult.

'

I find your countrymen to be insane, your birthplace to be weathered, and your victories to be flippant.​

'

As the dust returns to her hand, she keeps it lingering above the pouch, ready to return it there if need be.

 

[Rathan]

Gerrett looks around a bit to the judge and his opponent as he nods softly to the judges offer as an official... his grin was wide but on his old face it looked more maniacal than it would on most... Gerrett was from a time when combatants here plenty and having found a way to place himself in a stasis of sorts he was not ready to do battle again with little aging done to his body or his mind. He paused a bit to watch his opponents weak insult and rattled off one of his own....

"I find your dog to be a tramp, your fish pond to be condemned, and your insult to be sloppy." the specialist mage utters sharply as he waited for the judges decision....

 

[Knight Otu]

(OOC: Listen to the insult? Not seeing it? )

 

[Phoenix8008]

Patch laughs a bit upon reading and listening to the insults. "So the lady's dog is a tramp, she has a condemned pond and you say specifically that her insults are no good. If you have to point it out, then I gotta wonder. Whereas she calls your people insane and your victories flippant. I'm sorry fella, but she's got the fire in her belly and I gotta side with the lady on this one. Mist lady, you win the insult round and can choose the length and style of the match. But before you do, understand this:

The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the glacier south-east of the Jade Cliffs on the dusk of the chimera."​

 

[Knight Otu]

Irene listens to the judgment and decree, and returns most of the blue dust to the pouch, scattering the rest to form the words '6 flag speed match.' Unlike the previous words, these fade to white and appear to join the large billowing mists surrounding Irene.

The tsunami rides over the prairie; dominates the energy of the tree!​

She quickly grips her staff and begins a jumping charge at Gerrett, one of the staff's transforming itself to resemble a crashing wave.

 

[Rathan]

Gerrett steps back into a guard position as he thrusts his own staff forward to help quell his opponents move... with a wave of his hand and a spattering of ancient words of incant he quickly summons a sword into his free hand to shatter his opponents forward advance!

"The sword shatters the grotto; quells the offensive of the cave!"

 

[Phoenix8008]

"The lady has a nice move, but with his staff and sword Garrett proves to be slightly stronger this round." Patch announces. Holding up a single finger, he says "One flag to Garrett and zero flags for the misty lady." before taking another drink from his gourd.