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Eilan tries to hide from the tendrils of power the Garden Gnome emits, then howls at him, trying to scare the wee wooden creature away. The wolf speaks with the hells; conceals the slash of the bone!

ooc: I wouldn't mind dropping it, though I also don't mind my higher chance of multi-point attacks. :) Sabaron brings his sword hilt down on his opponent's head, trying to knock him out! The hammer carves the tower; reduces the push of the fires!

ooc: I'll take, to keep things simple as Harlock requested, a 2 flag standard traditional match. Also, I swear on my shamrock that I won't kill you if I win. :) Murderous leprechauns have been done before, and in really terrible movies to boot. :P Eilan hides behind his pot and summons swords...

Eilan is a very short, burly man (3') wearing a green coat, green breeches, a green sash, a small green top hat with a shamrock sticking out, a t-shirt that reads "I was part of the Meowthcendance and all I got was this lousy t-shirt" and a pair of green boxing gloves. He seems very protective...

Sabaron ducks and rolls away from Dalamar's slapping attacks and draws a dagger from his boot with his left hand. Blades in hand, he draws his dagger left across his foe while bringing his sword down on him, in a move known in Sabaron's homeland as the "Southern Cross". The southern cross...

1: The phoenix prances across the waterfall; leaps over the tempest of the flower! 2: The southern cross rends the ricefield; quells the push of the bird! 3: The thunder thrusts the wastelands; silences the energy of the wind! 4: The scythe shouts upon the atoll; fends off the tempest of the...

Darkwolf, that's one of the reasons I use the "subtract losses from wins" method for dojo rankings; it won't hurt your record at all, unlike the "batting average" method. :D

The gem pulses slightly as Mirashi reples. "Archangel, I thank you for your generous offer, but where would you go? Would you in turn be trapped in this gem, or would you return to the heavens? If you did return to the heavens, how do you think your superiors would react to you giving your...

Quick as a fox, Sabaron maneuvers his failed attack into a swipe at Dalamar's abdomen, praying that this blow will end the match before he collapses from exhaustion. The fox brutalizes the swamp; scatters the quickening of the flower!

"Take this, plush beastie!" Eilan spins like a top, trying to make Meowth dizzy! The dragon spins on top of the foothills; negates the motion of the settlement!

"That little cat toy just ignored my mace! Well, then, let's try this!" Eilan conjures a stinging blast of sand from his pot, trying to strip the fur off the Plush One. The west wind ravages the desert; parts the onslaught of the body!

"I shall defeat the wee toy in three rounds! This shall be a three round speed traditional match!" Eilan begins the match by making a total fool of himself! The mace glides higher than the hells; conceals the terror of the horn!

"What's that behind you? An ugly, beat up old Meowth. It looks fat; have you been feeding it too much? I'd bet it's also fat because your exercise equipment is digusting! Just look at that playground! It's littered with dead rats! Nobody could respect a gang that mantained a playground...

"I been hearing that a wee lil plush toy has been running the show around here a mite too long. I challenge you, silly little toy." Eilan Cooger Copper Sash 0 1-3 0 yen Sig Style: Chain

Delighted with the success his sword brings him, Sabaron grips his sword with both hands and tries to bring it down on Dalamar's leg. The sword rends the sea; averts the throw of the fortification!

Rini (she, by the way) has had the same problems that I've had with accessing the boards lately. Now that I can get on, I'll bug her about it, and you should see a post from her tomorrow. :)

"This is the longest fight I've ever participated in, Dalamar. We are even once again. This time, I promise you, the pendulum shall swing my way and not return." Sabaron utters a short prayer to his god, asking for the strength to keep on fighting. "Curse his undying, tireless body", he...

1: The oak flips in the midst of the fountain; silences the foray of the field! 2: The northstar bashes the clearing; absorbs the assailment of the grave! 3: The fang dominates the village; shields the terror of the fires as it poetically defends against the onslaught of the mire! 4: The...

ooc: Well, technically I could choose not to pay you the yen, giving you the choice of killing me or not, but I'm no fool. :P "Here's your yen, boy; you earned 'em. Don't spend it all in one place, eh?"