Shiba Temuro defeats Sahiro Tso-Nah - Yellow Sign judged

[Knight Otu]

Still staggered by the defeat that Meepo has brought upon it, Temuro is determined to challenge another fighter to rebuild his lost honor.

Calling out to all White Belts, the man in the non-traditional red armor issues this challenge: "I find your Master to be sickly, your island to be overgrown, and your moves to be amateurish.

Shiba Temuro, Phoenix Bushi
White Belt
Record 0 - 1

 

[Jeph]

A figure with a pair of longswords strapped to his back strides forth. He pulls a scroll from the sash at his waist. Opening it, he qherries, "Shiba Temuro?" He nods. "I am Sahiro Tso-Nah, and I have been contracted to discrace you in response to a dishonor upon my client. Shall you surrender now, or must you insist on struggling?"

I find your servant to be lickspittle, your cemetery to be malodorous, and your teachings to be pathetic!

Sahiro Tso-Nah
Whit Belt [goin for Sash]
0 - 0

 

[Rathan]

A breeze wifts over the rolling hills and through the scattered trees....... a shadow skulks from tree to tree.... swift and fast like a blur of black......... some is watching the fight from the darkness......


"MUHAHAHAHAHA"

 

[Knight Otu]

"Sahiro Tso-Nah, you say that I dishonored someone. I do not remember such a thing. Tell me the name of your client so that I can seek him out after I finish you. Your challenge is accepted!"

Temuro then turns to the lurking shadow: "Are you the client? If so, you are next!"

 

[Yellow Sign]

A gaunt figure in a tattered yellow robe slowly walks up to the two fighters. A palid mask covers the stranger's face.

"I will judge this match if you are willing"

The figure in yellow looks behind him into the shadows and then turns back to the fighters. He then pulls a hand full of bones from a pouch and throws them to the ground. Staring at them for a minute and then shouts.

The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the island north-east of the Old Hermit's Village on the dawn of the scythe.


"Humm, I find a Shiba Temuro's insults have a little more bite to them. Insults to Temuro! What kind of match do you wish?"

 

[Knight Otu]

"I am willing to have you as a judge, Yellow Sign. If Tso-Nah-san is willing, too, I would like to fight a standard match for three flags."

 

[Yellow Sign]

Then let the match begin!



Taking a small wooden bowl and a hand full of marbles from this robes, the stranger waits for the fighters to begin.

 

[Knight Otu]

Let's see who can win this...

The fang tumbles underneath the plain; conceals the rising of the garden!

Tumbling past Tso-Nah, Temuro tries to strike his opponent with his Katana. He remains in a stance ready to jump away, holding his blade straight up.

 

[Rathan]

"No Temuro..... I am but a man looking to test my skills.... I have been watching you for some time.... and you seem like an "easy" target to defeat....

*Tori chuckles*

" We shall see how "easy" you really are apperently.....seeng as my presense has stired an anger in you.... I just hope you haven't bitten off a little more than you can chew Temuro...... "

 

[Yellow Sign]

The gaunt Judge in yellow gazes at the intruder, Tori.


You my watch this match but be warned. Do not interfer!