(YB) Snow Owl challenges Ecureuil! (Monster Zero judging)

[Ciaran]

A grubby young woman leaps down into the arena. Glaring at the crowd, she yells, "Who will fight me?"

Name: Snow Owl
Rank: White Belt
Record: 0 wins, 2 losses
Powers: none
Items: none
Yen: 1

 

[Rathan]

*Rathan speaks with the young woman*

"My dear lady.... please if you feel the path of honor pull you... remember my Temple of the Light.... I'm always looks for new students....... as well I could give you wisdom and company...."


"About fighting you though... it would be no challenge.... and that's what I seek most in a fight......."

 

[GnomeWorks]

"I will fight you." A high-pitched chittery voice calls from above.

Ecureuil
White Belt 0
Record - 0/3
Styles - n/a
Powers - n/a
Yen - 0

"If you are willing to fight me, that is..."

 

[Rathan]

"ahhhh.... another white belt.... well... as I said to Snow Owl before when you rise in skill my fellow warriors...please... feel free to stop by The Temple of the Light and join my dojo if it pleases you as well...."

 

[Ciaran]

The young woman walks up to Ecureuil. With a flip of her hair, she says, "I find your Master to be arrogant, your guesthouse to be worthless, and your zen to be grating."

 

[GnomeWorks]

"Indeed?" Ecureuil asks his opponent. "However, I find your mother to be flatulent, your cemetery to be laughable, and your ninjitsu to be weak, so you had best be cautious as to whom you throw your insults at..."

 

[Ciaran]

*BUMP* for a judge.

 

[Monster Zero]

A gigantic three headed golden scaled Dragon lands by the two fighters.

I will judge this match. To insult one's mother, cemetery, and ninjitsu in one breath is quite a acomplishment. Insults go to Ecureuil!

The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the sea south-west of the Guardian Range on the night of the oak.

Ecureuil tell me what kind of match you wish and then we can begin.

 

[GnomeWorks]

"I request a 3-flag traditional match." Ecureil says, bowing to the three-headed dragon.

He then turns to face Snow Owl.

The lizard dodges from the hells; silences the onslaught of the reptile! *yen*

Taking the opportunity of the moment, Ecureuil leaps upon his opponent, working quickly to immobilize her.

 

[Ciaran]

Snow Owl leaps into a nearby oak tree. As her small, furry opponent jumps at her, she lashes out with her foot, her blow falling upon Ecureuil with the force of a whip.

The whip falls near the island; leaps over the storm of the wood!