Adrestia Corin vs Ahura

*Ahura stands up with her sword, "But this sword is better than a glaive, I can use it for more than a spear, and it's not likely to break in half. when blocking a blade of this size."

*Adrestia Corin quietly makes her way into the ludus, her tail swaying behind her as she glances towards the tavern. Not today. She had on her usual outfit [static.f-list.net] with a hunting knife hanging from one side. Slowly, she makes her way towards the arena idly checking to see who was there.

*Ahura step into the side of the rail and jumps down into the arena. She lands hard, digging her feet into the floors as she hoists her sword and center up in the arena. She had seen Adrestia going towards the arena and that was someone she'd like to get in the ring with.

*Rakael is having a peaceful arguement with Ahura about dicksize weapon perks and is not far from the training dummies. he gives the lady a wave and a smile but turns his attention back to the Jackal "Honestly though I think I would use my hands aginst you... more likely to survive. I dont see you as needing me to hold back."

*Adrestia Corin enters the ring, her nose wrinkling when she feels the ever so subtle magical change in the air. She didn't have to look long before she say Ahura, though for a moment she doesn't move. Seeing that no one else was truly in the ring, that is to say battling her, she steps closer to the jackal. 'Evening.' she says in a calm tone once she was close enough.

*Ahura drives her sword into the ground of the ring. "Good evening to you as well." She stands tall, looking down a bit at Adrestia. "Are you looking for a fight?" She smiles looking over her, to check her weapons and any other items she had on her. "I'll be accepting your fight if you are." She motioned back to her blade. "I know you've seen the work of it, but now you'll get to experience it. Are we doing a wager?"

*Rakael huffs, almost offended that the fire lady swooped the spar out from under him! he grumps some and watches the ladies, leaning on his spear a bit.


*Adrestia Corin glances to the large sword, her tail swaying more behind her as she does. She didn't have anything other than her hunting knife and well, her natural abilities. 'A fight would be nice, get the blood flowing...yada yada..' She'd have to be careful being at the disadvantage since there was such a large reach with the sword. 'A wager? Hm, what is it that you want?'


*Ahura laughs and reaches out to flicks her hair some, but only smiles. "Well, what do you have to offer. These fights usually get me dirty, how about you get me clean, not to much to ask is it?"

*Niveus Bellator pipes up, "Is magic use allowed in the ring?"

*Rakael smirks "Long as they dont blow up or melt the ring? Pretty sure yeah."

*Adrestia Corin considers it for a moment before she gives a nod. 'That sounds fair. And if I win...' She thinks for a moment, not really wanting much. 'You'll stop "finishing" off your opponents.' It had been something that bothered her, which was why she tended to say inside the tavern. 'Deal?'

*Niveus Bellator actually liked that aspect, the headache gave him the opportunity for some good after battle banter.

*Niveus Bellator thinks they could just make it an option, an agreement between opponents.

*Adrestia Corin flicks an ear and belatedly asks Ahura. 'If I use magic, will that offend you?' Is a polite fighter.

*Ahura squints her eyes at Adrestia, "I'd say that would require more than you just bathing me. But deal." She huffs. "I'll only finish off ones that don't yield, those that do, I'll walk away from." She holds her hand out.

*Orncaex pat pats Niv

*Niveus Bellator feels he's being belittled, "Orn, no." he said, resorting to the best option of getting a point across while also not trying to burn their proverbial bridge of friendship.

*Orncaex chuckles "okay okay"

*Ahura kneels down and picks up dirt as she rolls it in her hands and thinks a moment. "What kind of magic? Making the entire area explode is a bit unsporting isn't it? But sure, magic should be fine." She kicks the dirt, getting it on her feet and toes as well.

*Adrestia Corin nods her head softly. 'That sounds reasonable.' She takes the jackal's hand, giving it a firm squeeze as she shakes it. She wasn't much shorter than Ahura, but she wasn't a skilled slayer. Her eyes glance back to the sword before she looks back to the woman, giving one of her smiles as she steps back several feet. 'I won't use my ....special abilities.. if that makes you feel better. And I won't blow everything up either.'


*Ahura steps back and nods "we'll save those special abilities for later." She moves back so the sword is at her back. She stood, crossed armed, seemingly fully under estimating the Sergal. "Go ahead, I'll let you make the first move." She was in her plate armor today, was expecting a fight But Adrestia only had a knife, that should be easy to get past.

*Orncaex is tottaly waving one of those mini flags that has a cutely drawn version of Adrestia's face on it.

*Niveus Bellator glares at Orn from his spot in the stands, holding a flag with a Jackal face on it.

*Adrestia Corin keeps her eyes cast down as her right hand drifted down to her knife, pulling it free of it's sheath. Her ears perk up slightly and twitch as she draws from her mental playlist. [youtube.com] She looks up at the jackal , a slightly wicked grin on her face. 'Let's go...' The arena becomes increasingly hot as the air swirls around the two, creating a small sand/dirt storm to hopefully give the jackal a disadvantage. She rushes, but not directly at Ahura, instead she tries to run around behind her. She's just hoping that she's quick enough.

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 16
Ahura rolls 1d20: 4

*Niveus Bellator does the sportsmanship thing and cheers for his team, "Fuck you, scales, Ahura's got this in the bag!" wait what, that's not sportsman like at all.

*Ahura saw movement but was blinded by he sudden dirt storm that swooshed around, she slid back and around her blade, going to put the blade between her and Adrestia, but not knowing that she shifted behind her suddenly, she found her back being slashed. She snarls out and would reach back, trying to grab Adrestia's head, and slam it forward into the edge of her large blade.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 10
Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 14

*Adrestia Corin only just barely manages to avoid the jackal's reaching hand. She tenses for a brief second before swinging her right hand slash at Ahura's arm, bringing with it the strength that enabled her to carry hard headed giants out of the ring previously. All she could hope for was that she was quicker.

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 4

Ahura rolls 1d20: 14

*Ahura jerking her arm back from the slash. She'd grab her blad between the guard and rip it forward, toward Adrestia, aiming to slam the pommel of her hilt right between Adrestia's eyes, she was still reeling a bit from the slash to the back, but it was't the worst she's gotten.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 2

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 4

*Adrestia Corin narrowly avoids being knocked senseless, ducking down to move beneath the jackal's arm. She spins as she moves to be in front of Ahura, moving with the grace of a dancer as she attempts to bring the blade of her knife across the jackal's face.

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 14
Ahura rolls 1d20: 3

*Ahura the knife rakes across her face, and she withdraws some and she winces, blood dripping down her face. She doesn't even wipe the blood as she lets out a growl and grabs her blade into a tail guard, even standing this close and she feints backwards and brings her blade in an upward slice , aiming to catch Adrestia to the inner thigh, even with just the tip of her blade.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 8
Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 1

[19:29]*Adrestia Corin knew the risk of being so close to the jackal and lets out a loud growl as the sword's blade slices through her, making her stumble back and away. She looks down at her blood as it drips down her thigh. Well, no more being nimble. Her fur rises up some as her more sergal instincts kick in and she launches herself a the Ahura, blade aimed for her gut, teeth going for the throat.

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 18
Ahura rolls 1d20: 1

*Ahura had barely managed to bring her blade back to guard when there was a sudden rush of yellow, she brings her blade up between them only to have teeth at her throat, and a blade pushed into the gaps of her armor. she falls back, with Adrestia on her. She snarls out, if she didn't do something, she was sure this was it. She'd shove her blade upwards, between their, aiming for Adrestia' throat, trying to ram the peg into her throat at the same time.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 3
Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 12


*Adrestia Corin jerks away from the jackal as she tries to ram the sword against her again, slightly tearing at the flesh of Ahura's neck. She only sits up though, yanking her knife free of the woman's stomach and trying to move it towards her throat to replace her teeth, prepared to slice it open.

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 9
Ahura rolls 1d20: 2

*Ahura if not for her throat guard, that knife would've ended her, her throat was cut, but shallow enough to not kill her, but she was finding more and more blood loss from the fight. A pool of blood forming below her. She can only think of one thing, and she brings a fist over to punch at Adrestia's mouth. the jackal wasn't long for this world in her condition, but she was not going to go down swinging.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 9
Adrestia Corin rolls 1d20: 9

Ahura rolls 1d10: 2
Adrestia Corin rolls 1d10: 2

Adrestia Corin rolls 1d5: 4
Ahura rolls 1d5: 1

*Adrestia Corin jerks her head away from the incoming fist. She looks down at the jackal beneath her and finally makes the decision. She didn't want Ahura to deal finishing blows, so she couldn't warrant doing the same herself. She stands and backs away from the woman with a heavy limp. 'Well fought.' She says as she gives a small bow.

Mallory Reynolds joined Ludus Magnus

*Adrestia Corin ah...the good luck charm arrived too late

*Ahura gasping she slowly moves to her knees, blood coating her waist and a hand on the slice on her throat. She growls in a raspy tone, "not.. done.." she wasn't even able to pick up her blade, though it was in her hand. She stared at Adrestia as if expecting her to take her out. Though the look in her eyes was pretty much saying she'd bleed out in a few moments.


*Niveus Bellator watches in shock from the stands as the undefeated Ahura is taken down by the southerner.

*Orncaex flag waving intensifies!

*Adrestia Corin moves back to Ahura and bends down, gripping her throat tightly as if to choke the jackal as she lifts the woman to her feet. 'I'd rather you not die at my hand, even if it is just temporary.' She moves to the woman's side, making her put her arm over the sergal's shoulder while keeping a hand on her throat. With a limp, she leads Ahura out of the ring.

*Rakael sighs some "Well... that just happend..."

*Adrestia Corin grins as one of her favorite songs plays in her mind.

Rakael: wooo dis is nice

*Mallory Reynolds seemed quite happy that Ahura hadnt met her end, it was technically a defeat though, so much for that winning streak.

Mallory Reynolds: The Heavy's own Big Bad Wolf also works pretty good.

*Ahura has been in the most one sided fight she can recall ever being in, and feels immense shame at that fact. She struggles to the outside of the ring, but still is wracked with pain as she exits the ring. Standing there and holding her throat still. She pulls away from Adrestia and leans against the outer wall of the arena. "Dammit.." she groans softly. "Guess I don't get a bath out of it do it?" She grins, her voice raspy and her back and gut sore enough that she was going to be slow.

*Niveus Bellator was hoping Ahura won since he got a new weapon to try out. :Y

*Adrestia Corin glances down at her thigh as stitches itself up before they even exit the ring, though she still pretends to limp until they exit. 'No, no bath. I'm sure Mallory wouldn't mind giving you one though.' She grins a bit. 'How about just a kiss? A consolation prize since you had been undefeated?' She doesn't wait for a response, cupping Ahura's face as she leans in and presses her lips to the jackal's. Warmth radiates from the sergal's lips, pushing into the woman, slowly filling her up. As Adrestia withdraws, so does her heat and the pain that had been in the woman.

*Rakael gives some claps for the fighters

*Ahura would holds to that kiss as long as she was allowed, her ears falling back as she pushed into it as much as she could. As Adrestia pulls away, she had a moment where her eyes stay closed and they part slowly, a smile creeping up on her lips as she shivers and feels completely better. "Either you have a healing kiss, or the pain you put into my gut became butterflies."

*Adrestia Corin just laughs softly as she turns to head towards the tavern. 'I'll let you believe which ever you like.' She glances down at her thigh and wrinkles her nose slightly, seeing the blood that was still damp in her fur. It wouldn't do to go to the tavern that way. She glances towards the teacher's quarters, no that's no good either. She turns and heads to the bath house, calling over her shoulder, in a teasing voice, 'You should still ask Mallory about bathing you..'