Mortal Kombat

[Albedo]

Let Mortal Kombat Begin!!!

Our first participants will be as follows:

Roy VS Mord Ekland

Katana VS Jorge Carlos (NPC)

Kallandros VS Minx (NPC)

Sean McFallon VS Michael (NPC)

NPC Descriptions:

Jorge Carlos: Jorge is darkly clad human with no visible weapons on his person. He stands 5' tall and his eyes glow with magical energy.

Minx: Minx is an angry looking half red dragon wielding a greatsword. What more can I say

Michael: Michael is an outlandish looking man with a full beard dressed in dark red and black flowing clothing. He appears frail, but the Greataxe strapped easily across his back is a reminder that looks can be deceiving.

Once the eight participants starting the tournament leave the hall, they enter into a large cavern with twenty tunnels diverging from it. At this point, I will wait for all aplicable fighters to check in and then I shall continue with their matches. Whenver your character makes a roll or does something he doesn't want everyone else to know, please e-mail it to me. I shall be using www.invisiblecastle.com for all the die rolls. Once I have recieved the info, I shall describe it in this thread. When you roll on invisible castle, please add to the description the match number, which I shall assign to the matches as people check in, and the round number. Good Luck All.

 

[Jemal]

The woman sneers at the competetors as they leave, and comments to the nearest person. "Lucky bastards... they don't have to fight me yet... well, Might as well introduce myself, I am Malefika." She curtsies, grinning mischieviously
"No reason not to be polite to each other BEFORE we go out and beat each other to a bloody pulp, hmm? So, why ya hear?"

*Open post to anyone who feels like doing something/talking while the fights happen*

 

[Moonstone Spider]

Khorli's crippled-looking cloaking figure approaches Malefika at her words.
"My name is Khorli. I fight for myself. Who's side are you fighting for in this battle?"

 

[ishalleatyourflesh]

From the corner apears the entity that has been causing the unease in the room. Covered in fur with the odd red scale peeking out, the creature's hair matted and wild. It's jaws distorted, filled with jagged teeth and the nails on it's hands warped in to lethal claws. The creature comes to stand beside Malefika.

"MAlefika is strong. Malefika is hunter. Malefika and Creature hunt the meatlings for Chaos."

 

[Voidrazor]

As the first combatants depart, the woman calling herself Shadow Dragon drifts toward the same exit, her huge black cloak rustling like a whispered curse. She stops, peering through the half-opened door to the great cavern beyond. A few minutes later, she closes the door and fixes her attention on the crystal orb set into the ceiling.

To herself she mutters, "Soon the dance of powers. Soon the glory of Blood!"

 

[DrZombie]

A small, sunburned man enters the room. His polished wooden staff taps the floor lightly as he walks around, casting a curious, penetrating stare at all the people in the room. He is dressed in a simple peasant tunic of undyed cotton. The tattoo of a dragon's tail peeks out from under one sleeve, and the snout from under the other.

At the curtsie of Malefica, he bows politely, fist pressed against the palm of his other hand.

"One should allways be polite, even to ones enemies, my lady"

 

[bluegodjanus]

Torea pads up to the group and gives a little bow to those assembled.

"Hello, friends. It is good to be courteous, isn't it?" she says in a combination of Elven and Celestial. Seeing at least one confused face [OOC: Or so I'm assuming. If everybody present speaks elven and celestial, feel free to correct me.], she switches to accented Common.

"I'm Torea li'Sadarea el'Vania mo'Haquiem." She pauses, with a grin, to see if there are any reactions to her long, complicated name. "Or just 'Torea' is good, too. I'm fighting for good."

 

[Albedo]

Three men approach the group of warriors. The leader, obviously a vampire, and decked out in elaborately jeweled, red and black nobles clothes, flashes a big, fangy smile at the gathered participants. "Ah, politeness to ones enemies... the pathetic cries of the weak. You insignificant morsels had better learn your place, and go running home before a real master of combat crushes you to dust." The other two followers stare blankly at Malefika through dark skull masks barely visible under their black hoods.

 

[Voidrazor]

At the talk of politeness Shadow Dragon says, "Be it marked, oh great Lords of the Outer Dark, I have endured this inanity willingly that your glory may be brought forth."

 

[Moonstone Spider]

[sblock]Is it just me or are there two Malefika's in this room?[/sblock]

"Creature? Some sort of animal that helps you?" Khorli asks Malefika.