Kennith Whitefang Vs. Ash'lon (Cairan Judging!)

[Rathan]

Kennith Whitefang
Dark Knight 5
10-22
Dark App: Foul Sprit, Unholy Warrior, Sneaky Trick, Sig Style: Claw
Dark Warrior: Master of Shadows, Dirty Trick, Poison Blade
Dark Knight: Signature Location: Forest, Dirty Trick, Corruption
Onyx Claw: Sig Style: Claw
Yen: 1


I find your dog to be nonexistant, your plantation to be infectious, and your battle record to be in the same category as cow dung. + I find your horse to be pampered, your estate to be puny, and your karate to be pathetic.

edit- changed insult to double insult....

 

[Knight Otu]

Ash'lon
White Belt
Record: 0/2
Powers: -
Item: -
Yen: 1

"You want to challenge me, Dark One? So be it.

I find your hired hand to be uncivilized, your garden to be valueless, and your kick to be pathetic.

You are as cold as ice, while I am the raging dragonfire. This should be interesting.

OOC - I think you should have a double insult.

 

[Rathan]

[BUMP]

 

[Ciaran]

An old man sits in judgement over the battle.

"Kennith Whitefang's insults are superior. He may choose the type and length of match."

 

[Rathan]

"I choose a 7 Flag standard speed match......and sense I'm more foul...you're first Ash'lon..."

 

[Ciaran]

"The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the glade south-east of the Altar of the Rainbow Circle on the night of the chimera."

 

[Knight Otu]

The trident lies across the orchard; protects against the rolling of the pole!

Ash'lon conjures a trident to throw at Kennith, but it only rolls up to him and then lies still.


(Ouch - bad move! )

"I used to have better spells at my disposal."

 

[Rathan]

Ken quick draws his dark mace and bashes Ash'lon with it...


The mace devours the temple; blocks the motion of the isle as it angrily avoids the slash of the farm!

Sneaky Trick: Temple

 

[Ciaran]

The judge nods as Kennith's mace knocks Ash'lon off his feet and into a tree. "A most potent move, against a flaccid one. Point and Location to Kennith Whitefang."

Two flags Kennith, zero flags Ash'lon.

 

[Knight Otu]

Standing up after his fall, Ash'lon vaults up into the air instantly to deliver a flying kick, while his wings flap strongly to divert any attacks against him.

"If I can't rely on my magic, I shall use my combat prowess!"

The panther kicks the grotto; grasps the storm of the crevice!