Sabaron defeats Dalamar in Round 29! (Wicht judged)

[Sabaron]

Sabaron stands at the top of his tower, watching the sea and letting the wind blow through his long hair.

"I've been in this land for eight months, and I still have no idea where the heir is, nor am I strong enough to defeat the king. I need to work harder at finding him!"

Sabaron takes to the road, searching for a young man or woman, about 25 years old.

Challenge open to Tier 3 or lower!

Sabaron Corlagon
Green Belt 4
Styles: West Wind, Hammer, Staff, Wolf
12-10

 

[Dalamar]

Returning from his long hiatus, the dark ninja comes to Sabaron.
"It's been long since I've had a fight, but you seem like you could take one with me. Do you accept?"

Dalamar
Dark Warrior 2
Foul Spirit, Unholy Warrior, Sneaky Trick, Signature Style (West wind)
Master of Shadows, Dirty Trick, Poisoned Blade
Record 5-9, Yen 0, Training

If you accept, a normal strategy for 4 flags.

 

[Sabaron]

"Looking for a long match? Dalamar, I accept, as I'm always happy to fight old adversaries. Remember our first match, where I had to buy you off?"

<MeowthBot> 1: The weasel ravages the paradise; averts the rolling of the barrens!
<MeowthBot> 2: The spear sings above the marsh; protects against the chi of the star!
<MeowthBot> 3: The ki-rin splits the rapids; leaps over the roar of the garden!
<MeowthBot> 4: The tsunami slides within the foothills; conceals the foray of the mire!
<MeowthBot> 5: The wolf kicks the rapids; avoids the rolling of the cave! *yen*

 

[Wicht]

I can judge for the next couple of hours if you two are agreeable with that...

Three judges, slightly out of shape, trudge into view, followed by their heavily laden flag girl. They observe that there is no need to judge insults and as the flag girl sets up, the oldest and thinnest judge declares...

"The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the village north of Mount Kachi on the dawn of the nunchaku."

 

[Dalamar]

"Ah, the old times... So there is still somebody else who also remembers. I have changed much since, not least in that I now follow the Dark path to the path of yen I followed then"

First Hand:
1: The northstar dances within the forest; silences the blood of the sands!
2: The fox slaughters the glade; leaps over the push of the lash!
3: The lizard assaults the castle; scatters the slash of the insect!
4: The trident scatters the waterfall; parts the rising of the canine! *yen*
5: The northstar slashes the village; shields the violence of the flower!

 

[Sabaron]

Sabaron begins the match with a vicious strike for the neck! Like a tenacious weasel, Sabaron attacks again and again until he scores a hit.

The weasel ravages the paradise; averts the rolling of the barrens!

 

[Dalamar]

The fox slaughters the glade; leaps over the push of the lash!

Dalamar starts with a cunning attack to knock out Sabaron.

 

[Wicht]

The attacks seem equal in the eyes of the judges. As the judges argue the flag girl winks at Sabaron and tips a flag in his direction.

Point to Sabaron, One flag Sabaron

 

[Dalamar]

"Well, well, well... I didn't think you would use your looks to your advantage, definetly not like that."

 

[Sabaron]

Sabaron blushes as the flag girl winks at him. "It's been far, far too long since I've seen my wife" Sabaron thinks.

"Envious, Dalamar? I have good looks like a tsunami has water, while you hide yours behind your mask. Why don't you show us?"

The tsunami slides within the foothills; conceals the foray of the mire!