Planetouched Peril

[wolfheart]

*Pharos, being young and full of himself, will wade right in 'fists of fury' style. If the fight starts to go against him, he will go on the defensive and cast "Enlarge Person" on himself and try to pin Zafira. Pharos' goal is to show that he is no wilting back-line healer, yet he does not want to tip his hand as to all of his abilities.*

"That was some display, I am glad that the two of you will be on my side." Pharos says to Saku and Ashlie. "Now clear the circle that I might show my skill."

 

[Verbatim]

*Jabin put down the figurine he had been working on as he heard the excited poundings on his door. While it still needed some work, the eagle was almost finished and Jabin hoped that Sarwen would be pleased with his work.*

For all that she has done for me, it seems like such a trivial gift, but perhaps she will take it in the spirit it is meant...

*Opening the door, a genuine smile appeared on his face when he saw Jemmie. Like her mother, Jemmie seemed immune to his outside appearance and actually enjoyed spending time with him. A fact that Jabin welcomed more than the little girl would ever understand.*

"A group? I had almost forgotten that she had promised to find one for me. Thank you Jemmie, I will be right down."

*As the girl rushed back down the stairs, Jabin turned and looked into the mirror beside his bed. His shirt was already soaked in sweat, despite the pleasentness of the day, and he contimplated swapping it for another.*

It would do no good, by the time I make it down the stairs, it too will be in this condition...

*Sighing, Jabin pulled a heavy wool cloak from the chest at the foot of his bed, as well as a finely made scarlet sash. While it seemed much to small for someone of his size, as Jabin wrapped it around his body he could feel the enchantment in the material stretching to fit him perfectly.*

Now I am ready...

*Putting the heavy cloak on and pulling the hood over his head, Jabin began walking down the stairs, looking for Sarwen, and those she had found for him to travel with.*

 

[Cannibal_Kender]

*Zafira will try to grapple Pharos.*

"Where I come from we don't really fist-fight", she says grinning. "What we do for fun is wrestle."

*Zafira will pretty much stick to grappeling, as these seem to be more non-lethal types of fights.*

 

[Emperor Valerian]

To Pharos: "Ah... a good spar need not be exciting. I am trying to learn some of the subtleties... I am guessing that a good fighter does not necessarily need to whirl their weapon about like some sort of dancer."

*A Sarwens remark about preparing, Aeron will grin*

"Hm. I daresay that wizard should prepare himself. I think it will be fun running up against him!" *Aeron will then give a little skip in a circle... he seems terribly excited at the prospect.

 

[wolfheart]

*Hearing that Zafira prefers to wrestle, Pharos will let her try and grapple her and cast his enlarge person, then attempt to pin her*

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*As Pharos and Zafira get into a wresting stance, Sarwen waves her hands.*

"Hang on! Saku here is a hand-to-hand combatant by choice, but both of you prefer weapons. Use them," she urges.

[OOC - Essentially I assume you guys know how to duel, so the attack rolls I make will just see who gets a "touch" on who.]

 

[Cannibal_Kender]

"Very well," Zafira says to Sarwen. "If that is how you want the fight".

She draws Desert's Fire, and charges Pharos.

 

[wolfheart]

*Pharos puls his sword from his hip, and takes up a defensive stance. He gets a wicked grin on his face as Zafira draws near.*

"Now this is the kind of play I enjoy." Pharos exclaims.

*Pharos will wield his Bastard sword two-handed for this duel, as he does not have his shield with him. And he is only dressed in his priestly robes.*

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Zafira lunges in first, her scimitar flashing through the air, scoring a light touch on Pharos' shoulder, and leaving behind a flash of heat. The priest darts in the next moment, laying a close touch with his bastard sword on Zafira's chest, which could have been dangerous if it had truly struck. Zafira dances sideways and touches Pharos on the other shoulder, while the priest touches her close to her neck. Finally Zafira touches Pharos in the center of the chest with a well-placed lunge, while writhing away from Pharos' final strike.*

*Sarwen claps her hands in appreciation.*

"Excellent, both of you. Good form, well done," she says nodding. A figure walks out of the door onto the porch at the back of the practice yard. He's a heavyset man, his shirt drenched in sweat even in the shade. "Jabin!," Sarwen calls, "Aeron, this is Jabin Jarek, whom I believe will make a fine addition to this group. Come now, both of you face off. Give me one spell each at each other, just a little demonstration for your comrades." Sarwen tosses Jabin a wink as she says this.

*Jabin is clearly an ooze genasi, a kind that does not have the best reputation as a whole. However, the Guildmaster seems easy in his presence.*

[OOC - Zafira initiative 13, Pharos initiative 6. 1st round Zafira hit a 15, Pharos hit a 23. 2nd round Zafira hit a 12, Pharos hit a 20. 3rd round Zafira hit a 16, Pharos hit a 10]

 

[Emperor Valerian]

"Ah, so this is the good wizard I shall spar with! Hello friend wizard! I think you shall be surprised today!

*Aeron will grin as he takes position.*

[OOC: Aeron will cast color spray when he has the chance. His next actions depend on the results of hte spell.

If Jabin fails his save and becomes stunned, Aeron will move up and give some very light, demonstrative taps on the wizard with his quarterstaff, to symbolize what he would've done in a real combat... and probably grin like a Cheshire cat the whole time.]