Ahura vs Sir Knerac Softpaw

*Ahura her ears perked up spotting Knerac and she looked back at Orn and then Anastasia and grins. "If he's fighting, then I'll come down. and join him." She stands, picking up her sword and moving to the edge of the stands, looking down into the arena. "Skaven, are you fighting?" She hadn't met him yet, but if it was an insult or not, was up to him.

*Orncaex the dragon shudders uncomfortably clears his throat as she continues to investigate him "Right... right Something alittle lighter next time i think Wooden swords maybe? I Detest the idea of training someone how to fight a dragon effectively but there are plenty that will show you anyway so... Mm better to show you a way to subdue them instead? sound fair? We also shouldnt all crowd into the fighting ring." he watches as Knerac added his blood to the arena and... well he went a bit cold. he had tottaly gone toe to toe with Ahura having forgotten to even turn the magic thing on. "Well Im all for a bit of a tussle and such but I think a three way with the participents given might be a bit unfair." he smiles and settles on a closer seat to the ring.

*Sir Knerac Softpaw was working over some weapons, but flinched visibly when the word 'Skaven' slipped out of Ahura's mouth. Yet he breathed out in a calm manner, "Yes I am fighting, well was going to train with a shadow but if you want to join the ring then I'd be happy to oblige. What about you my dragon friend. Care to help her out, or are you going to watch?" He hadn't picked up a weapon set yet, still trying to figure out what to train with.

*Ahura smiles and jumps down into the ring and looks at up at Orn, "Hold on, I don't need help. Thought you can fight the winner of our fight." She smiles and moves to the wall of the arena, and rubs her hand down it." She looks around. "Wait, is Mallory around?" She grins, maybe a bit superstitious, for her own good.

*Orncaex gets a bit of an uncomfortable look on his face. but he clears his throat and nods "Na I think I am good watching for now... Fun to watch too..." he says as he makes himself comfortable

*Sir Knerac Softpaw blinks a few times. "Mallory? Who is that?" He hadn't been formally introduced to a lot of people. He finally picked, snagging a svardstav to compliment his sword and the ax on his hips. two daggers were resting below the sword, though one a bit bigger than the other. Between gambeson and chain, the knight was rather well armed and armored. Knerac turns to move to the center of the ring, grinning a bit. "So, are we making rules for this? Or going all out?"

*Ahura looks around some and doesn't right out see Mallory and shrugs as she gets a handful of dirt and rubs it into her hand. "She's my good luck charm, she's not here now, so I have to focus on skill instead." She stretches a bit and digs her toes into the dirt as well, rolling her shoulders and picking her sword from being stabbed into the ground. "I'm Ahura, and today I'm going to introduce you to my friend here." She points at her blade, "she likes to fight." She looks around some and smiles. "Also, are we just fighting, do you plan on a wager? Or is this just for training?"

*Sir Knerac Softpaw laughed just a little bit, "Good luck charm eh? Nice to see other soldiers who believe such exist." He brings the bottom of the swordstaff to the ground, holding it out at an angle towards Ahura. "Sir Knerac of the Crimson Lancers. If you desire a wager I am not opposed to hearing your offer, otherwise fighting in this ring is just another form of training." He was planning on going all in, even if it meant getting severely hurt.

*Ahura "Nice to meet you, sorry I have to beat you into the dirt though." She smiles as she thinks a moment, looking him over, He must a be a knight, they had money but she wasn't hurting for money. There was no honor in taking someones weapon, and she didn't want to chance to lose hers. She shrugs, "I'm partial to mead, a small cask of ones favored drink, to the winner." She switches to her usual tail-guard stance and watches him there. "How does that sound?"

*Sir Knerac Softpaw shrugs lightly, and offered in a light hearted tone "It is such a shame I'll have to bring you to your knees." Was that a flirt? Or a threat? Two steps backwards, and he brought his svardstav in a low guard. "I agree to that, just hope you can afford it!" Knerac's composure shifted dramatically, focus and intent filling his expression and stance. Only a few words slipped out audibly. "Talga Vassternich."

*Ahura smiles "many have tried, non have succeeded." She says as she slowly circles, watching his guard and she knew her sword was heavier than his weapon, the range about the same. She was going to have to be fast, there was no real easy way to fight this one, luckily he was shorter than she was. So if he was out of her reach, she was out of his. But that was never a fun way to fight. She locked eyes with him, and then, without much of a warning, she rushed forward, bringing her zweihander up across her body, going to use the length of her blade to block any sudden jab of his weapon, she'd purposely pass by him with the blade, though as she rammed her sword forward, she was looking to catch his arm with the peg of her sword.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 6
Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20: 20

[2019-04-21 23:43] *Sir Knerac Softpaw didn't offer anything in return, watching Ahura carefully. It was almost predatory the way he watched each step, each twitch and each breath of the Jackal. That sudden movement wasn't missed, the way the blade was brought to stop his own retaliation caused him to duck down and to the left! His own weapon went straight into action, moving straight for the left leg with a thrust forward. His hands loosened up, allowing the weapon to glide forward till he grabbed it closer to the base. He could extend his range this way, and that was how he played it.

Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20+2: 4+2 = 6
 Ahura rolls 1d20: 17

*Ahura her blade jabbed into the air as the ratfolk seemed to just not be where she thought he was at the start of her attack. The glint of his blade in the corner of her eye did help her, she kicked into a spin off her left leg. Sliding her own weapon so she was holding the blade at full, she was in his range, so he was in her's. her blade came with a hard swing. Aiming right for his extended arm, not looking to remove it from his body, but to do as much as she could without removing it.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 1
Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20: 11

*Serena Rageclaw Makes her way to the arena stands and finds seat for her to sit down in. Propping her legs up on one of the other seat as she watched the fight.

*Bones the Sergal joins up in the stands to look down on the fight that's going on. He saw Knerac fighting Ahura and grins, "And her streak will end tonight."
*Niveus Bellator pipes up like he's been in the stands for some time, "I wouldn't be too sure about that..."

*Bones the Sergal nods at Niv, "She's bound to be outmatched by him."

*Mallory Reynolds piped from her corner. "Come on Ahura, dont let a damn rat best you!" She hollered, frowning.

*Bones the Sergal just realized that Ahura went 2 v 1 and is now giving herself a disadvantage, she wants to be beaten.

*Niveus Bellator remembers last night, "Dunno, might depend if lady luck gave her a kiss or not."

*Serena Rageclaw Snickers some as she popped some snacks into her maw. Cheering for the jackal but also for the lil rat.

*Sir Knerac Softpaw darted his eyes up as the blade began its downward swing, impressed by the speed of her maneuver, but showing no such acknowledgement of it. Instead, two things happened in roughly the same amount of time. His tail darted back behind him, slipping up against something that rattled audibly. At the same time, he ducked in and to his right away from falling blow. Normally, this would leave knerac at a disadvantage, bringing himself closer with a reach weapon; however this proved not to be the case. His weapon came upwards with the forward motion, doing the same attack as Ahura attempted and going for the arm.

Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20+2: 11+2 = 13
Ahura rolls 1d20: 19

Sir Knerac Softpaw: at this rate, the two might tire each other out first.

*Ahura her wild swing would end up with her blade on her shoulder. The rat was fast, she'd give him that, and his weapon was just as quick. And for once she was glad she wore her plate as the rats blade would come up at her and she'd bring her arm to meet it, the blade slipping off the plate and doing no real damage to her. She'd grab her sword with both hands, and would slam her pommel right for the center of his forehead as she stepped in closer to him, growling that its taken so long to do anything to him, and that she heard Mallory call to her from the stands, but didn't get a lucky kiss.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 5
Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20: 4

*Sir Knerac Softpaw wasn't as much surprised about the plate armor as he was the sudden pommel strike. One that was expected of a skilled combatant! His head went to move backwards, but between the miss-timing and the momentum, he ended up quite hurt. When the pommel struck him in the head, there was a sudden jerk downward as he stepped backward and the searing rush of pain coursed through him. It wasn't just gonna leave a mark, he was also lightly bleeding from his nose and forehead. His vision faded for a split second as the knight adopted a defensive stance at a slightly further distance than when he was struck.

*Ahura she was going to press her attack as he stumbled back drawing her blade back again she moved up to him, bringing her sword down across his chest, being just in the six foot range there was a slim chance of her doing more than a gash across him should she catch him. But she's always learned to press the attack when someone recoils from a blow. She wasn't even going to ask him to submit yet, he was a knight, and it was more than just body on the line, it was the pride of the knight that she's seen be the downfall.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 4
Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20: 2

*Serena Rageclaw Cheers and tosses some popcorn like confetti


*Mallory Reynolds scooted herself in to the slightly more populated area with Bones and Serena. Might be after popcorn. "Think shes got him on the backfoot now."

*Bones the Sergal makes room for Mallory and nods "Yea, but they're both a bit sloppy right now, they'll have to pick up if they want to take the other down."

*Serena Rageclaw Looks over to Mallory for a second before holding over the large bag of popcorn to the other woman.

*Mallory Reynolds took a little handful, popping a piece or two into her mouth. "At least she isnt stabbing me again, not that I wanna see her lose to anyone before I can beat her."

*Orncaex is naping lightly

*Bones the Sergal nods "I honestly was thinking I'm going to have to step in there and take her down." Is still hoping Knerac will get her, knows he's got the skill

*Sir Knerac Softpaw wasn't going to be able to dodge it with such a stunning blow from before. Instead, he took one lumbering step forward and let the blow land on his right shoulder, taking the risk to surprise Ahura. His polearm was dropped as the gambeson shifted, and chain started to buckle. His arm was safe, but the bruising and pain were going to be intense from here on out. His hands moved to grab not only his sword, but his new Ax as well, while that tail suddenly swung forward from where it had been lurking. It was armed with a knife of its own and going for the side of her armor! Knerac knew he wouldn't be able to take anymore blows like that, so his body started shifting into a more aggressive state.

Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20+2: 12+2 = 14
Ahura rolls 1d20: 7

*Mallory Reynolds puffed and gave Bones a light slap. "You do that and im gunna chew your ankles off."

*Serena Rageclaw Snickers at the two next to her while munching on more popcorn.

*Ahura as he stepped forward she did hold her blow back a bit, knowing that if she cut him in half she'd kill him. So as her sword hit she tensed to stop it from doing more than it did. She growled at his either bravery or stupidity. But before she could stay anything a blade was stabbed under her ribs. She gasps out as the pain wrecked her system and she'd turn her blade flat and would spin to her right, going to drag the blade across his throat, there was a lot of blade sticking past his shoulder, she seemed to be going to end him as quick as she could now.

Ahura rolls 1d20: 7
Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20: 11

*Bones the Sergal laughs at Mallory, "What do you mean? You didn't give her, her good luck, if she loses it's on you."

*Sir Knerac Softpaw brought his right arm, holding his sword, up to press the guard and blade against the Zweihander to block its movements. The knight carried himself foward, tail ripping out from where it stabbed and his left arm coming in with a rough hacking motion. The ax blade was going for another weak looking spot, though likely going to miss and hit elsewhere while the rat stared Ahura in the eyes with quite a bit of defiance. He wasn't going to go down without her working for it.

Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20+2: 1+2 = 3
Ahura rolls 1d20: 14

*Serena Rageclaw "So do fights tend to be this interesting in this arena" She asked while offering more popcorn to the other two.

*Mallory Reynolds stuck he tongue out before looking back to the fight. "She had a rough start after it, too. Still came out on top." Taking up another handful as Serena spoke. "Often times, when Ahura is on the field, its much quicker."

*Ahura a spurt of blood would follow the knife that was pulled from her side. and the sword came up to stop her from slitting his throat but she pulled back, jumped back, putting her all into this next attack. Jerking her blade back she'd end up with her blade in hand and she'd bring her hilt and guard down at his same shoulder she hit previously, bringing her blade down in a 'murder stroke'. Her side would be bleeding down past her armor, visible in her chainmail as that silver would begin to slowly grow read.

*Serena Rageclaw "Hmmm I see I see"

Ahura rolls 1d20: 7
Sir Knerac Softpaw rolls 1d20: 4

*Bones the Sergal looks at Serena and Mallory "they're getting the work done, he has to be able to end her, he's drew real blood this time. I mean..." Then he watches her slam her sword back down on Knerac, "Fuck.."

*Mallory Reynolds burst into laughter, almost cruelly so as Ahuras blow shut Bones up so quickly. She didn't know if that was that yet, but it put her back in the running, even if she was now working with a pretty tight time line.

*Serena Rageclaw Leaves her popcorn for Mallory and gives a wave to the other woman and to the sergal before heading out to her camp.

*Mallory Reynolds broke a quick salute to the worgen as she left them for the evening. Hope that one'll be back.

*Bones the Sergal takes some popcorn from Mallory

*Sir Knerac Softpaw's expression never changed, even as he brought both weapons up to try and block that murder stroke. It went through his shoulder, and was followed up by some awful sounds. Gambeson ripped, Chainmail snapped and broke with an awful clang, and then the shoulder and collar bones made a very frightful snapping noise. His right arm went completely limp, and yet he stood there in defiance as blood started to pour, rather quickly, down his body. His sword hit the ground, and his ax was lightly hooked around that Zweihander as he breathed lightly.

Finally he spoke. "Do you surrender Ahura?" He wasn't going to be standing for too much longer, though, from their position, only Ahura could see that. Seems the knight had a few comedic bones that weren't broken.

*Bones the Sergal laughs at Knerac, "well, at least he died with the last word."

*Mallory Reynolds pursed her lips briefly. "Suppose I cant fault him for that~"

Orncaex: =x

*Ahura laughs softly as she lets the blade of her sword go, then walks up, holding him by his gambeson, to keep him on his feet. "You're funny." She grabs the hilt of her blade and rips it from his shoulder, stabbing it into the ground.. Then looks back at Mall, Bones and Orn. She pats him on the shoulder and turns and steps away. She grabs her blade over her shoulder and looks back. "Bones will take care of you." She says with a smile and she looks away, grabbing her hilt and jerking her blade upwards, aiming for his crotch up and upwards with her blade as she suddenly levered her sword to her shoulder.

*Mallory Reynolds might not have the same bits down there as the other three, but that didnt mean the mutt didn't hiss sharply at that killing blow- probably not one for the 'ending them rightly' books.

*Bones the Sergal "Ouch Ouch Ouch." he cups himself, "why would she do that!" Was almost rethinking about fighting her now.

*Mallory Reynolds shook her head. "Well- She has proven to be very brutal, hasnt she?"

*Sir Knerac Softpaw grunted lightly, staggering a moment, "Just leave the ring..and you'll heal." He knew the magic well, but if anything, the sudden blade upward was more surprising than Bone's having to take care of him. There was a grunt, as the blade hit right square center. It caused quite a bit of pain, and caused him to collapse to his knees. There was a rush of thoughts, and for a moment the look of pain might not have matched what was expected and was..different. However the expression changed as he doubled over, back to the crowd and breathing heavily.

"I..I'll remember this next time." Was all he managed in a hushed grunt.

Bones the Sergal: To brutal, I think I need to put her on a one fight a week limit.

Mallory Reynolds: Snrk. Well who knows how long she'll be around before shes called back off to war somewhere?

*Sir Knerac Softpaw will not be moving from the ring for a moment at this rate.

*Ahura she turns to face him and huffs. "Are you not dead?" She grins "The only thing you need to remember, is that you owe me a cask of mead." She reaches up and starts to do something to the bottom of her sword and stabs it into the ground before turning and slinging her pommel at his head, going for that last blow, to end him rightly.

*Mallory Reynolds oophed aloud at that, well he certainly wasnt getting up now.. "Dare say that could be a sport."

Mallory Reynolds: Right~ I should be gettin to bed. Damn this fight had my attention!

*Ahura "Mallory!" she calls as she runs out of the arena.

*Sir Knerac Softpaw was dying of blood loss more than anything else, so when she questioned, there was no response. When the pommel hit him in the head, all went black for him. Seems he was visiting the gods for a while.

*Mallory Reynolds yipped, turning back around. "Aye~?"

*Ahura runs up and kisses her. "Missed that."

*Mallory Reynolds mrphed in surprise, and quickly left, bleh, rat blood!

*Bones the Sergal jumps down into the ring, to help Knerac. "That's enough Ahura, go get cleaned up, you're bleeding all over the place." But it seems she's already threw something at him. He walks over and shakes his head picking up Knerac. "I got him." He tosses him over his shoulder and kicks the pommel back to Ahura, who runs off. He looks back at the out Knerac. "Gotta go cleaned up." Heads towards the barracks, he will tend to any wounds there and clean up the blood in there.