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Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/10/2017 08:00 PM CDT

[Coliseum, Royal Chamber]
A simple crimson-padded throne rests on small dais in the rear of the viewing room, while several smaller padded chairs sit on either side. A large banner hangs on the wall behind the throne, and a plush gold rug covers the floor. Above an eahnor-framed window hang small pennons bearing the crests of the original seven elven houses. A pair of guards in tunics boasting the crest of House Vaalor flank a gem-adorned door. You also see a carved lor table.

Obvious exits: none

You settle yourself on the padded chair for a moment's rest.

Gazing into the window, you see...

[Coliseum, Proving Grounds]
Limestone walls, rising nearly forty feet, encircle this large, oval arena. The walls are perfectly smooth and void of any adornment, featuring only five large windows, one of which is framed in eahnor. Moonlight streams from overhead to glitter on the pure white sand covering the floor.
Obvious paths: none

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Nuadjha!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

Nuadjha gains a look of renewed cognition of his affairs.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Sabreon, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Ethereal carnelian foxfire flickers into being along Nuadjha's hands, slithering across his palms...
Nuadjha gestures at Sabreon.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Sabreon! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 8 points of damage!
... 20 points of damage!
Strike pierces calf!
Sabreon drives his vultite tower shield into the ground and props himself up!
He is stunned!
... hits for 8 points of damage!
... 10 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
Sabreon drives his vultite tower shield into the ground and props himself up!
... hits for 17 points of damage!
... 15 points of damage!
Well aimed shot, punctures calf!
Sabreon is knocked to the ground!
Ethereal carnelian foxfire flickers into being along Nuadjha's hands, slithering across his palms...
Nuadjha gestures at Sabreon.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Sabreon! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 21 points of damage!
... 25 points of damage!
Well placed shot pierces knee, that hurt!
... hits for 13 points of damage!
... 15 points of damage!
Strike connects with shoulder blade!
Thin threads of smoke trail from the smoldering end of Azaton's cigar.
Fulmen grunts and nods.
Ethereal carnelian foxfire flickers into being along Nuadjha's hands, slithering across his palms...
Nuadjha gestures at Sabreon.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Sabreon! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 25 points of damage!
... 30 points of damage!
Fine shot pierces jugular vein! The brain wonders where all its oxygen went, briefly.
... hits for 17 points of damage!
... 30 points of damage!
Impressive shot shatters wrist!
... hits for 27 points of damage!
... 25 points of damage!
Well placed shot pierces knee, that hurt!
... hits for 30 points of damage!
... 25 points of damage!
Well placed strike to back shatters vertebrae!

Sabreon beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.

The powerful look leaves Sabreon.
Sabreon appears to lose some internal strength.
Sabreon becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
The deep blue glow leaves Sabreon.
The misty halo fades from Sabreon.
The white light leaves Sabreon.
The very powerful look leaves Sabreon.
Sabreon appears less confident and fearless.
Sabreon seems to lose some focus as his eyes narrow and shift momentarily to one side.
Sabreon loses the flickering unbridled energy surrounding him.
The dim celadon wisps about Sabreon's hands flare up once more and fade completely away.
A crimson mist bleeds out from Sabreon's exposed skin.
The guiding force leaves Sabreon.
The muted pale blue sphere surrounding Sabreon flickers once and shudders before fading completely.
The wall of force disappears from around Sabreon.
* Sabreon has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Sabreon's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Sabreon has been defeated! Nuadjha is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Barthollomew!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Lynaera, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

As Barthollomew stomps his foot sharply, the ground shakes wildly!
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Lynaera loses her balance and falls over.
Barthollomew kneels down.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.

Lynaera comes out of hiding.
Lynaera stands up.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew fires a heavy blade-tipped bolt at Lynaera!
AS: +295 vs DS: +182 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +24 = +170
... and hits for 25 points of damage!
Well aimed shot, punctures calf!
She is stunned!
As the bolt pierces Lynaera's , the small spring-loaded blades attached to the head suddenly spring open with incredible force!
... 15 points of damage!
Downward slash across Lynaera's left thigh!
Gouges bone!
Lynaera screams and falls to the ground grasping her mangled left leg!
The blade-tipped bolt sticks in Lynaera's left leg!
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew fires a heavy blade-tipped bolt at Lynaera!
AS: +295 vs DS: +53 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +88 = +363
... and hits for 76 points of damage!
Shot destroys eye and the brain behind it!
As the bolt pierces Lynaera's , the small spring-loaded blades attached to the head suddenly spring open with incredible force!
... 5 points of damage!
Deft slash across chest draws blood!
Lynaera takes a deep breath.
The blade-tipped bolt sticks in Lynaera's right eye!
Barthollomew stands up.
* Lynaera has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Lynaera's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Lynaera has been defeated! Barthollomew is the winner and receives a score of 72! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Roblar!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Hoy, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"
Hoy gains a look of renewed cognition of his affairs.
The barrier of thorns surrounding Hoy becomes slightly more dense.

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

[Roll result: 158 (open d100: 54)]
Roblar feints to the left, Hoy buys the ruse and twists awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
Roblar looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Roblar engages Hoy in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at Hoy!
AS: +739 vs DS: +830 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +98 = +43
A clean miss.
The guiding force leaves Roblar.
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at Hoy!
With extreme effort, Hoy blocks the attack with his staff!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at Hoy!
By amazing chance, Hoy evades the attack!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Roblar's attack!

Roblar lets loose with an involved and improbable curse against the day he was born.

Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Roblar.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Roblar! One of the thorns jabs into him!
... hits for 25 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 2 points of damage!
Minor puncture to the right leg.
Aurach's austere dark robe rises up from behind him and shifts from side to side; as if it is watching him.
Roblar holds the two halves of his waraxe in each hand, carefully recombining the two halves of his weapon into one.
In a brisk move, Roblar slides a claw-grasped golvern shield off his shoulder.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Roblar.
You notice a small cloud form above Roblar.
Conquerer of Reim Azerik just came through a gem-adorned door.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Roblar.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Roblar! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 9 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 2 points of damage!
Minor puncture to the right leg.
... hits for 20 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 7 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
He is knocked to the ground!

Roblar commands the local spirits to aid him, an intense expression on his face as he stares straight ahead...
You notice the storm cloud begin to churn rapidly!
Hoy comes out of hiding.
A shimmering aura surrounds Hoy.

A faint blue glow surrounds Hoy's hands.
Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Roblar.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Roblar! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 29 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 20 points of damage!
Pierced through neck, a fine shot!
He is stunned!
... hits for 21 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 7 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
Hoy tucks a sacred golvern link staff with veins of writhing eahnor into one of the large pouches lining the inside of his cloak of shadow.
Roblar lets out a loud snarling growl and goes berserk!
The storm cloud begins to build into a thunderhead!
Hoy looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Hoy engages Roblar in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Hoy attempts to jab Roblar!
UAF: 719 vs UDF: 1117 = 0.643 * MM: 69 + d100: 31 = 75
A close miss!
The guiding force leaves Hoy.
Hoy attempts to jab Roblar!
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 1117 = 0.576 * MM: 51 + d100: 31 = 60
A close miss!
Hoy attempts to jab Roblar!
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 1117 = 0.576 * MM: 62 + d100: 57 = 92
A close miss!
Hoy attempts to jab Roblar!
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 1117 = 0.576 * MM: 96 + d100: 72 = 127
... and hit for 1 point of damage!
Nice strike to the neck, but lacks power.
Hoy attempts to kick Roblar!
UAF: 629 vs UDF: 1117 = 0.563 * MM: 96 + d100: 52 = 106
... and hit for 1 point of damage!
High kick connects just above right eye, ruffling the eyebrow.
Hoy suddenly stops moving light-footedly.

Hoy gestures.
Hoy suddenly starts moving light-footedly.

Roblar shakes off the stun and begins frothing at the mouth!
The berserker's rage leaves Roblar's eyes.
Roblar gestures at a churning cloud.
As Roblar gestures at the cloud, a bolt of lightning strikes his arm. He flinches but does not yell out in pain. The bolt continues for several moments, apparently draining the cloud of charge.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
A quiet wind disperses the dark cloud.
Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Roblar.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Roblar! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 36 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 25 points of damage!
Slash across back of hand, tendons sliced!
He is stunned!
... hits for 36 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 22 points of damage!
Well placed shot pierces knee, that hurt!

Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Roblar.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Roblar! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 25 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 20 points of damage!
Shot pierces a wrist!
... hits for 17 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 20 points of damage!
Strike pierces forearm!
... hits for 35 points of damage!
A suit of black rolaren plate armor partially deflects the onslaught of the puncture attack.
... 25 points of damage!
Shot knocks Roblar's head back by pushing on the inside of the skull!
The deep blue glow leaves Roblar.
The powerful look leaves Roblar.
The white light leaves Roblar.
The very powerful look leaves Roblar.
* Roblar has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Roblar's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Roblar has been defeated! Hoy is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Leafiara!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Pereus, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

Leafiara's form becomes somewhat hazy and indistinct.

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Pereus rushes forward at Leafiara with his crimson eahnor lance and attempts a charge!
The evanescent shield shrouding Leafiara fades briefly.
[Roll result: 93 (open d100: 61)]
Leafiara deftly avoids the charge.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara hums a cheerful tune! Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance about her like wind-borne leaves, then pulse brightly as she sings a sylvan phrase in a strong, clear voice.
Leafiara gestures at Pereus.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the ground at Leafiara's feet as she releases a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Pereus!
CS: +550 - TD: +484 + CvA: -31 + 50 + d50: +33 - -5 == +123
Warding failed!
Pereus is cloaked in a blinding platinum light and assailed for 64 points of damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Searing bolt of energy strikes Pereus, scorching a wide swath of flesh!
... 1 point of damage!
Pereus's vertebrae vibrate causing extreme pain.
... 1 point of damage!
Spasm to Pereus's left hand.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Fulmen grunts pensively, deep in thought.
Desgan taps his crimson battle standard on the ground before him in a slow, rhythmic beat, drawing attention to himself.
>yell For the Landing!
You belt out, "For the Landing!"
Leafiara hums a cheerful tune! Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance about her like wind-borne leaves, then pulse brightly as she sings a sylvan phrase in a strong, clear voice.
Leafiara gestures at Pereus.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the ground at Leafiara's feet as she releases a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Pereus!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Pereus suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +550 - TD: +484 + CvA: -31 + 50 + d50: +15 - -5 == +105
Warding failed!
Pereus is cloaked in a blinding platinum light and assailed for 51 points of damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Pinpoint strike sears Pereus's chest.
... 6 points of damage!
Large lesions sprout on Pereus's shield arm.
He is stunned!
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Leafiara squints.
Pereus beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Leafiara's skin, twinkling like stars, as she prepares a spell...
Leafiara gestures at Pereus.
A pale, flickering nimbus coalesces around Pereus, then vanishes in a brilliant flash!

The muted pale blue sphere surrounding Pereus flickers once and shudders before fading completely.
The dim celadon wisps about Pereus's hands flare up once more and fade completely away.
Pereus rushes forward at Leafiara with his crimson eahnor lance and attempts a charge!
[Roll result: 69 (open d100: 59)]
Leafiara deftly avoids the charge.

Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara hums a cheerful tune! Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance about her like wind-borne leaves, then pulse brightly as she sings a sylvan phrase in a strong, clear voice.
Leafiara gestures at Pereus.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the ground at Leafiara's feet as she releases a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Pereus!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Pereus suddenly begins to glow brightly.
Pereus's rune-covered platemail emits a deafening wail as a bright red glow erupts from its surface, surrounding him!
CS: +550 - TD: +441 + CvA: -31 + 50 + d50: +3 - -5 == +136
Warding failed!
Pereus is cloaked in a blinding platinum light and assailed for 52 points of damage!
... 24 points of damage!
Pereus's eye blackens and pops leaving a smoking hole behind!
He is stunned!
... 4 points of damage!
Blood boils in Pereus's chest.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
The powerful look leaves Pereus.
The deep blue glow leaves Pereus.
The misty halo fades from Pereus.
The white light leaves Pereus.
The very powerful look leaves Pereus.
Pereus appears less confident and fearless.
Pereus loses the flickering deep black energy surrounding him.
Pereus seems to lose some focus as his eyes narrow and shift momentarily to one side.
A crimson mist bleeds out from Pereus's exposed skin.
Pereus appears to lose some internal strength.
Pereus becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
Pereus seems less resolute.
The divine force surrounding Pereus slowly fades away.
The wall of force disappears from around Pereus.
* Pereus has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Pereus's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Pereus has been defeated! Leafiara is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Nihrvanah!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Chamorr, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

A spectral faceted crimson blazestar appears on Nihrvanah's forehead and rapidly dissolves into a dark crimson radiance that suffuses her hands as she prepares a spell...
Nihrvanah skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Chamorr.
Chamorr falls to the ground in a deep slumber.

Nihrvanah looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Nihrvanah engages Chamorr in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Chamorr is awakened by Nihrvanah's attack!
All of a sudden, Chamorr rolls hard to his side, and then leaps to his feet!
Nihrvanah swings a specious gold flame-wreathed scythe at Chamorr!
AS: +438 vs DS: +371 with AvD: +14 + d100 roll: +3 = +84
A clean miss.
Nihrvanah swings a specious gold flame-wreathed scythe at Chamorr!
Chamorr evades the attack by a hair!

Nihrvanah swings a specious gold flame-wreathed scythe at Chamorr!
AS: +438 vs DS: +371 with AvD: +14 + d100 roll: +38 = +119
... and hits for 2 points of damage!
Blow slides along the ribs.
Probably tickles.
Keilani giggles.

A spectral faceted crimson blazestar appears on Nihrvanah's forehead and rapidly dissolves into a dark crimson radiance that suffuses her hands as she prepares a spell...
her harmony.
CS: +410 - TD: +315 + CvA: -26 + d100: +69 - -5 == +143
Warding failed!
Chamorr reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 34 damage!
... 40 points of damage!
Chamorr's right eye boils away, stewing the brain as well.
He is stunned!
Nuadjha says, "Answers that question, but she's unable to follow through."
* Chamorr has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Chamorr's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Chamorr has been defeated! Nihrvanah is the winner and receives a score of 84! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Aureliano!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Naamit, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures at Aureliano.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Naamit.
Aureliano glares at Naamit and lets out a nerve-shattering bellow!
Naamit is startled enough to lose initiative!
A faint blue glow surrounds Aureliano's hands.

Naamit sneers.
Aureliano rushes forward at Naamit with his sturdy vultite lance and attempts a charge!
[Roll result: 50 (open d100: 59)]
Naamit deftly avoids the charge.
Naamit changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
Aureliano relaxes and sits down, entranced by the soothing melody.
Nuadjha says, "Impressive dodge."
Nuadjha says, "Ahh."
Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
Aureliano is enraged by Naamit's attack!
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +76 - -5 == +122
Warding failed!
Aureliano reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 49 damage!
... 43 points of damage!
Aureliano's hand explodes in a shower of blood and bone.
He is stunned!

A small vibrant purple spider on Mistytwilight crawls over to her left forearm.
Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +53 - -5 == +99
Warded off!

Naamit changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
Naamit sings a harmony of depression and lethargy.
Aureliano appears to be struggling with the debilitating force!
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +23 - -5 == +69
Warded off!
Aureliano is unaffected.
Aureliano lets out a loud snarling growl and goes berserk!
Aureliano shakes off the stun and begins frothing at the mouth!
The berserker's rage leaves Aureliano's eyes.
A shimmering aura surrounds Aureliano.
Naamit moves into a defensive stance, ready to fend off an attack.

Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +22 - -5 == +68
Warded off!
Aureliano stands up.
Nuadjha says, "If she can only follow up on it."
Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures.
Nothing happens.
Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +27 - -5 == +73
Warded off!

Naamit shakes her head, clucking her tongue.

Naamit swings her white ora whip at Aureliano, causing the heavy barbed chain to clank in the air.

Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +32 - -5 == +78
Warded off!
A light breeze cuts a swath through the cigar smoke around Azaton, making it eddy and whirl.
Fulmen says, "Tis a close match, if he wakes."
Naamit sings with renewed vigor!
Naamit continues singing, weaving harmonies of depression and lethargy.
Aureliano appears to be struggling with the debilitating force!
CS: +415 - TD: +353 + CvA: -21 + d100: +58 - -5 == +104
Warding failed!
Aureliano appears slower and looks depressed.
Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
CS: +415 - TD: +323 + CvA: -21 + d100: +3 - -5 == +79
Warded off!

Aureliano glares at Naamit and lets out a nerve-shattering bellow!
Naamit is unaffected!
Naamit takes a few steps back.
Links of ethereal chain appear and wrap themselves around Naamit's right wrist, clinking noisily as she prepares a spell...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Aureliano.
CS: +415 - TD: +323 + CvA: -21 + d100: +94 - -5 == +170
Warding failed!
Aureliano reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 78 damage!
... 68 points of damage!
Spine ripped from Aureliano's body and thrown to the ground.
He is knocked to the ground!
He is stunned!
The faint blue glow fades from around Aureliano's hands.
Aureliano no longer appears depressed.
* Aureliano has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Aureliano's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Aureliano has been defeated! Naamit is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Bristenn!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Archales, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Bristenn glares intently and lets out a nerve-shattering bellow!

Bristenn looks determined and focused.
Bristenn spins about looking mighty stirred up!
Archales comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Bristenn.
CS: +477 - TD: +320 + CvA: -21 + d100: +74 == +210
Warding failed!
Bristenn reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 75 damage!
... 49 points of damage!
Bristenn's left leg crumbles briefly and explodes in a shower of gore.
Bristenn screams and falls to the ground grasping his mangled left leg!
He is stunned!

Archales looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Archales engages Bristenn in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Archales thrusts with a sonic trident at Bristenn!
AS: +552 vs DS: +114 with AvD: +11 + d100 roll: +72 = +521
... and hits for 30 points of damage!
Strike to the chest breaks a rib!
Archales thrusts with a sonic trident at Bristenn!
AS: +552 vs DS: +114 with AvD: +11 + d100 roll: +44 = +493
... and hits for 24 points of damage!
Wild slash bounces off the back of Bristenn's hand.
With a loud snap, a blast of energy bursts from Archales's sonic trident!
... 5 points of damage!
Nice blow to right leg!
Archales thrusts with a sonic trident at Bristenn!
AS: +552 vs DS: +106 with AvD: +11 + d100 roll: +74 = +531
... and hits for 29 points of damage!
Slash to Bristenn's shield arm!
Shears off a thin layer of skin!
Archales thrusts with a sonic trident at Bristenn!
AS: +552 vs DS: +106 with AvD: +11 + d100 roll: +94 = +551
... and hits for 32 points of damage!
Strike to the chest breaks a rib!
Archales's sonic trident unleashes a blast of sonic energy at Bristenn!
... 1 point of damage!
Blow connects with abdomen.
Bristenn lets out a loud snarling growl and goes berserk!
* Bristenn has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Bristenn's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Bristenn has been defeated! Archales is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Orssus!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Krystalena, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Krystalena channels at Orssus.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Orssus!
CS: +384 - TD: +239 + CvA: -21 + d100: +12 - +5 == +131
Warding failed!
Orssus shudders with moderate convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Orssus is smashed for 40 points of damage!
... 10 points of damage!
Light strike to chest.
... 10 points of damage!
Strike to head reddens cheekbone.
He is stunned!

Krystalena channels at Orssus.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Orssus!
CS: +384 - TD: +239 + CvA: -21 + d100: +33 - +5 == +152
Warding failed!
Orssus shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Orssus is smashed for 50 points of damage!
... 20 points of damage!
Good blow to left leg!
... 20 points of damage!
Good blow to back!

[Roll result: 125 (open d100: 48)]
Orssus feints to the left, Krystalena buys the ruse and moves to block the blow that never came!
Orssus looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Orssus engages Krystalena in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Orssus swings a towering executioner's sword at Krystalena!
AS: +404 vs DS: +404 with AvD: +44 + d100 roll: +66 = +110
... and hits for 5 points of damage!
Weak slash across chest!
Slightly less painful than heartburn.
Orssus swings a towering executioner's sword at Krystalena!
Amazingly, Krystalena manages to parry the attack with her runestaff!
Orssus swings a towering executioner's sword at Krystalena!
AS: +404 vs DS: +404 with AvD: +44 + d100 roll: +59 = +103
... and hits for 2 points of damage!
Swing at Krystalena's eye catches an eyebrow instead!
Orssus's executioner's sword sprays forth a shower of pure water!

Krystalena channels at Orssus.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Orssus!
CS: +384 - TD: +239 + CvA: -21 + d100: +12 - +5 == +131
Warding failed!
Orssus shudders with moderate convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Orssus is smashed for 40 points of damage!
... 20 points of damage!
Good blow to chest!
He is stunned!
... 10 points of damage!
Light blow to back.

Krystalena gestures at Orssus.
The glazed look leaves Orssus.
Krystalena channels at Orssus.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Orssus!
CS: +384 - TD: +239 + CvA: -21 + d100: +72 - +5 == +191
Warding failed!
Orssus shudders with severe convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Orssus is crushed for 50 points of damage!
... 9 points of damage!
Nice blow to neck!
He is stunned!
... 20 points of damage!
Good blow to left hand!
Kakoon laughs!
* Orssus has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Orssus's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Orssus has been defeated! Krystalena is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Aurach!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Hoy, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

Hoy gains a look of renewed cognition of his affairs.
The barrier of thorns surrounding Hoy becomes slightly more dense.
The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"
A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Aurach looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Aurach engages Hoy in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Aurach attempts to jab Hoy!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Aurach's attack!
Aurach attempts to jab Hoy!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Aurach's attack!
Aurach attempts to jab Hoy!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Aurach's attack!
One of the vines surrounding Hoy lashes out at Aurach, driving a thorn into his skin! Aurach flinches slightly.
Aurach attempts to jab Hoy!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Aurach's attack!
Aurach attempts to jab Hoy!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Aurach's attack!
Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Aurach.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Aurach! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 14 points of damage!
... 10 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
He is knocked to the ground!
... hits for 10 points of damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Glancing strike to the head!
Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Aurach.

Hoy comes out of hiding.
Aurach comes out of hiding.
Wisps of pale viridian light begin to swirl around Aurach's hand as he prepares a spell...

Hoy comes out of hiding.

Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures.
Aurach comes out of hiding.
Aurach stands up.

A thorny vine suddenly sprouts from the ground and begins to thrash about violently!
The thorny vine lashes out, but is unable to grasp ahold of anything.

The thorny vine lashes out, but is unable to grasp ahold of anything.

Aurach comes out of hiding.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy tucks a sacred golvern link staff with veins of writhing eahnor into one of the large pouches lining the inside of his cloak of shadow.

Aurach comes out of hiding.
The wall of force disappears from around Aurach.
The thorny vine lashes out, but is unable to grasp ahold of anything.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy gestures.
Hoy suddenly starts moving light-footedly.

Aurach leaps from hiding to strike!
Aurach attempts to punch Hoy!
The thorny barrier surrounding Hoy blocks Aurach's attack!
One of the vines surrounding Hoy lashes out at Aurach, driving a thorn into his skin! Aurach flinches slightly.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Hoy engages Aurach in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Hoy attempts to jab Aurach!
UAF: 749 vs UDF: 581 = 1.289 * MM: 87 + d100: 25 = 137
... and hit for 2 points of damage!
Fast but ineffective blow to right hip.
The guiding force leaves Hoy.
Hoy attempts to grapple Aurach!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 581 = 1.160 * MM: 103 + d100: 23 = 142
... and hit for 13 points of damage!
Sudden twist to right wrist!
He is stunned!
Hoy attempts to jab Aurach!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 565 = 1.192 * MM: 106 + d100: 11 = 137
... and hit for 4 points of damage!
Quick blow to right knee makes Aurach wince!
Aurach starts to favor his wounded leg!
Hoy attempts to jab Aurach!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 553 = 1.218 * MM: 108 + d100: 78 = 209
... and hit for 8 points of damage!
Fast strike to inner thigh knocks Aurach off-balance!
He is knocked into a sitting position!
Hoy attempts to jab Aurach!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 553 = 1.218 * MM: 116 + d100: 60 = 201
... and hit for 18 points of damage!
Lightning fast jab to the right arm, which goes limp.
Aurach starts to favor his wounded arm!
Hoy suddenly stops moving light-footedly.
Aurach muscles tremble with fatigue.
Hoy looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Hoy engages Aurach in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Hoy attempts to punch Aurach!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 513 = 1.313 * MM: 113 + d100: 15 = 163
... and hit for 43 points of damage!
Fully extended punch crushes the bones in Aurach's right arm.
Hoy smacks Aurach with his shadowy ebon gloves on one side of his head, then reverse direction rapidily to crack it across the other!
Aurach slumps to the ground as his eyes roll up.
... 1 point of damage!
Hearty smack to the head.
Hoy attempts to punch Aurach!
Aurach is awakened by Hoy's attack!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 459 = 1.468 * MM: 121 + d100: 42 = 219
... and hit for 65 points of damage!
Fist drives through ribs and into chest! Cold hands, meet warm heart.
Hoy attempts to kick Aurach!
UAF: 651 vs UDF: 449 = 1.449 * MM: 123 + d100: 71 = 249
... and hit for 92 points of damage!
Flying axe kick brings full weight to bear on Aurach's left shoulder, ripping it from its socket!
Hoy attempts to punch Aurach!
UAF: 674 vs UDF: 420 = 1.604 * MM: 141 + d100: 58 = 284
... and hit for 86 points of damage!
Amazing full-arm haymaker smashes stomach out through the back! Disgusting!
The white light leaves Aurach.
The very powerful look leaves Aurach.
The misty halo fades from Aurach.
Aurach no longer appears to be listening intently.
The powerful look leaves Aurach.
Aurach appears less powerful.
The deep blue glow leaves Aurach.
The air about Aurach stops shimmering.
Aurach seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Aurach is no longer moving so silently.
Aurach seems to lose some dexterity.
Aurach looks less aware of the surroundings.
Aurach seems to lose some internal strength.
Aurach loses a thorny barrier.
Aurach returns to normal color.
Aurach appears to lose some internal strength.
Aurach becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
The guiding force leaves Aurach.
The green and gold energy fades from around Aurach.
Aurach no longer seems distracted.
* Aurach has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Aurach's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Aurach has been defeated! Hoy is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Kakoon!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Leafiara, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara sways her hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, attempting to entice the local spirits to offer aid...
Leafiara gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Leafiara. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe her skin, she unleashes the radiance before her and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
Kakoon is forced out of hiding.
The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon
CS: +491 - TD: +405 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +34 - -5 == +167
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 5 points of damage!
Kakoon's hand blisters and bleeds from intense heat.
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Kakoon.
He is stunned!
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.

Leafiara sways her hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, attempting to entice the local spirits to offer aid...
Leafiara gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Leafiara. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe her skin, she unleashes the radiance before her and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon!
CS: +491 - TD: +405 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +9 - -5 == +142
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 4 points of damage!
Blistering strike to leg shrivels skin and causes excruciating pain.
Kakoon is already blinded.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at a jade green leaf.
Kakoon appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail.
Nothing happens.
A shimmering aura surrounds Kakoon.
A faint blue glow surrounds Kakoon's hands.
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at a jade green leaf.
Kakoon appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail.
Nothing happens.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at Leafiara.
Kakoon appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail.
Nothing happens.

Leafiara's hazy and indistinct form returns to normal.
Leafiara hums a cheerful tune! Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance about her like wind-borne leaves, then pulse brightly as she sings a sylvan phrase in a strong, clear voice.
Leafiara gestures.
Leafiara tilts her head slightly, as if listening to something, and her face lights with a warm smile.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.

Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at Leafiara.
The evanescent shield shrouding Leafiara flares to life and absorbs the essence of the spell, dissipating it harmlessly.

Turning inward, Leafiara focuses and appears to ground herself. A shimmering wave ripples outward from where she stands, expanding the evanescent shield about her.
Kakoon steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.
Leafiara begins to hum softly, a sweet, soft melody that somehow manages to harmonize with every random noise and tiny sound of your surroundings.

Kakoon is forced out of hiding.
CS: +523 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + d100: +6 - -5 == +101
Warding failed!
... and hits for 20 points of damage!
... 13 points of damage!
Kakoon's neck bones snap.
Head looks precariously balanced now.
He is stunned!
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.

Leafiara sways her hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, attempting to entice the local spirits to offer aid...
Leafiara gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Leafiara. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe her skin, she unleashes the radiance before her and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Kakoon suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +491 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +5 - -5 == +118
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 1 point of damage!
A curling tongue of blue flame sears the skin on Kakoon's stomach.
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Kakoon.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Leafiara sings a wordless, beautiful melody at Kakoon.
CS: +523 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + d100: +75 - -5 == +170
Warding failed!
... and hits for 34 points of damage!
... 29 points of damage!
Kakoon's wrist bones explode, leaving only a stump.

Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.

Leafiara sways her hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, attempting to entice the local spirits to offer aid...
Leafiara gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Leafiara. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe her skin, she unleashes the radiance before her and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Kakoon suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +491 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +24 - -5 == +137
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 2 points of damage!
Intense blast to Kakoon's eyelid causes it to sizzle and pop.
Kakoon is already blinded.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Azaton slowly rolls his cigar between his thumb and index finger.
The faint clinking of chains can be heard from Azerik's leather shirt.
Leafiara sings a wordless, beautiful melody at Kakoon.
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Kakoon suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +523 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + d100: +29 - -5 == +124
Warding failed!
... and hits for 24 points of damage!
... 16 points of damage!
Flesh and muscle stripped from Kakoon's stomach.
Kakoon appears less powerful.
The powerful look leaves Kakoon.
The deep blue glow leaves Kakoon.
The misty halo fades from Kakoon.
The white light leaves Kakoon.
The very powerful look leaves Kakoon.
Kakoon returns to normal color.
The air about Kakoon stops shimmering.
Kakoon no longer appears to be listening intently.
Kakoon seems to lose some internal strength.
Kakoon seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Kakoon is no longer moving so silently.
Kakoon seems to lose some dexterity.
Kakoon loses a thorny barrier.
Kakoon appears to lose some internal strength.
Kakoon becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
The faint blue glow fades from around Kakoon's hands.
Kakoon steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.
* Kakoon has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Kakoon's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Kakoon has been defeated! Leafiara is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Nuadjha!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Nihrvanah, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Ethereal carnelian foxfire flickers into being along Nuadjha's hands, slithering across his palms...
Nuadjha gestures at Nihrvanah.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Nihrvanah! Several of the thorns jab into her!
... hits for 25 points of damage!
... 10 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
She is knocked to the ground!
... hits for 17 points of damage!
... 10 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
... hits for 17 points of damage!
... 10 points of damage!
Nice puncture to the back, just grazed the spine!
A spectral faceted crimson blazestar appears on Nihrvanah's forehead and rapidly dissolves into a dark crimson radiance that suffuses her hands as she prepares a spell...
Nihrvanah skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Nuadjha.
Nuadjha seems mesmerized by the tune.
Rendena softly says, "Your probably that person who leaves all the leafs on the ground where you live."
Ethereal carnelian foxfire flickers into being along Nuadjha's hands, slithering across his palms...
Nuadjha gestures.
Nuadjha blends into invisibility among the surroundings.
A spectral faceted crimson blazestar appears on Nihrvanah's forehead and rapidly dissolves into a dark crimson radiance that suffuses her hands as she prepares a spell...
her harmony.
Speaking to Leafiara, Favlardio says, "It seems Imaera was on your side for this one."
A straight ruic arrow flies out of the shadows toward Nihrvanah!
AS: +593 vs DS: +242 with AvD: +34 + d100 roll: +23 = +408
... and hits for 101 points of damage!
Incredible strike pierces heart and runs Nihrvanah clean through!
She is stunned!
Favlardio smiles.
Nihrvanah appears to be less protected.
Nihrvanah seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
Nihrvanah appears to lose some confidence.
Nihrvanah's flame-wreathed scythe dissipates.
Nihrvanah's flame-hued barrier dissipates.
* Nihrvanah has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Nihrvanah's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Nihrvanah has been defeated! Nuadjha is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Archales!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Naamit, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Naamit changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Archales.
Archales falls to the ground in a deep slumber.

Naamit flashes a quick grin.

Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Naamit.
Archales is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves.
Talanta winces.
Naamit changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Archales.
Archales is awakened by Naamit's attack!
A dull keening quickly crescendos into a singular shrill note focused directly at Archales.
CS: +415 - TD: +417 + CvA: -6 + d100: +78 - -5 == +75
Warded off!
For a fleeting moment Archales looked a bit riled up.

Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures at Archales.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Naamit.
Fulmen says, "That will be a close one."
Naamit changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Archales.
Naamit sings a harmony of depression and lethargy.
Archales appears to be struggling with the debilitating force!
CS: +415 - TD: +417 + CvA: -6 + d100: +39 - -5 == +36
Warded off!
Archales is unaffected.
Naamit seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
Naamit snickers.
Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Naamit.

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
Nothing happens.
Leafiara removes a tear-cut emerald bracelet from her wrist.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
Nothing happens.

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
In response to the piercing, shrill tones of Archales's song, the normal flow of mana and magic seems to become disrupted.
Naamit changes her tune, adding a new element to her song...
Naamit skillfully weaves another verse into her harmony, directing the sound of her voice at Archales.
The disruption of the noise in the area causes the spell to fizzle.
Archales stands up.
Naamit moves into a defensive stance, clearly guarding herself.

A hazy glass vial flies out of the shadows toward Naamit!
A tempestuous pulsating barrier is overwhelmed by the onslaught of the impact attack.
AS: +487 vs DS: +412 with AvD: +97 + d100 roll: +35 = +207
The hazy glass vial shatters upon impact!
... and hits for 4 points of damage!
Blow grazes cheek.
A white cloud of dust issues from the broken hazy glass vial and surrounds Naamit!
Naamit appears to be agitated by the dust.

Translucent streams of mana cascade across Naamit's form as she lets loose with a rallying cry!
Naamit quickly snaps her head to the side and gives a loud sneeze.

Naamit moves into a defensive stance, ready to fend off an attack.

Naamit scrunches up her face, losing focus on her environment.
Archales comes out of hiding.
Archales looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Archales engages Naamit in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 819 = 0.780 * MM: 53 + d100: 62 = 103
... and hit for 1 point of damage!
Slow jab barely brushes the palm! Maybe it was only an awkward handshake?
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 819 = 0.780 * MM: 27 + d100: 2 = 23
A clean miss!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 819 = 0.780 * MM: 24 + d100: 94 = 112
... and hit for 1 point of damage!
Poor form! Barely brushed the right arm.
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 819 = 0.780 * MM: 60 + d100: 42 = 88
A close miss!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 819 = 0.780 * MM: 65 + d100: 13 = 63
A close miss!
Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures.
Nothing happens.

Naamit traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Naamit gestures.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Naamit.
Archales is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves, and is knocked to the ground.
The faint blue glow fades from around Kakoon's hands.
As Archales drops his tenebrous wall, it hovers in mid-air and gently bobs up and down.
Naamit gives a couple of short sniffles, appearing more relaxed.
Naamit moves into a defensive stance, ready to fend off an attack.

Naamit places her hand on her black leather girdle.
Naamit shifts her weight.
Archales comes out of hiding.
Archales looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Archales engages Naamit in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 829 = 0.770 * MM: 54 + d100: 24 = 65
A close miss!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 829 = 0.770 * MM: 60 + d100: 54 = 100
A close miss!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 829 = 0.770 * MM: 46 + d100: 59 = 94
A close miss!
Archales attempts to jab Naamit!
UAF: 639 vs UDF: 829 = 0.770 * MM: 48 + d100: 92 = 128
... and hit for 1 point of damage!
Fast but ineffective blow to right hip.
Archales's golvern-buckled gloves release a twisted tendril of force!

... 30 points of damage!
Forehead strikes the ground!
She is knocked to the ground!
She is stunned!
Translucent streams of mana cascade across Naamit's form as she lets loose with a rallying cry!
Naamit breaks free from her senseless daze!
Naamit rises smoothly to her feet!
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
The disruption of the noise in the area causes the spell to fizzle.

Naamit moves into a defensive stance, ready to fend off an attack.

Reaching over his shoulder, Archales draws his blue rolaren partisan from a series of straps on the back of his reinforced harness.

Archales grips his blue rolaren partisan with both hands.

Archales's blue rolaren partisan lashes forth to its fullest extent, separating smoothly into long, rolaren-linked segments! A quick flick of Archales's wrist sends a blue rolaren partisan head trailed by a shimmering rolaren chain into flight!
Archales throws a rolaren partisan head at Naamit!
AS: +462 vs DS: +372 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +52 = +164
... and hits for 18 points of damage!
Nice shot to the head gouges Naamit's cheek!
She is stunned!
The partisan head ricochets away from Naamit, landing nearby.
Translucent streams of mana cascade across Naamit's form as she lets loose with a rallying cry!
Naamit breaks free from her senseless daze!
Archales deftly pulls back on the faewood spear shaft, causing the partisan head to to retract and clack back into place! With a subtle skittering of fine chain, the blue rolaren partisan is made whole again.
Yakushi renews his songs.
Archales's blue rolaren partisan lashes forth to its fullest extent, separating smoothly into long, rolaren-linked segments! A quick flick of Archales's wrist sends a blue rolaren partisan head trailed by a shimmering rolaren chain into flight!
Archales throws a rolaren partisan head at Naamit!
AS: +462 vs DS: +333 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +61 = +212
... and hits for 29 points of damage!
Strike to the chest breaks a rib!
Glancing blow. Momentum carries a blue rolaren partisan head trailed by a shimmering rolaren chain past Naamit to land nearby.
Naamit moves into a defensive stance, ready to fend off an attack.

Archales stands up.
Naamit swings a kroderine morning star at Archales!
AS: +493 vs DS: +366 with AvD: +42 + d100 roll: +44 = +213
... and hits for 43 points of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
He is knocked to the ground!
Archales starts to attack, then stops with a glance at his broken faewood spear shaft.

Archales stands up.
Naamit moves into a defensive stance, ready to fend off an attack.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
CS: +477 - TD: +380 + CvA: -12 + d100: +6 - -5 == +96
Warded off!

Naamit swings a kroderine morning star at Archales!
Archales evades the attack by inches!

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
The disruption of the noise in the area causes the spell to fizzle.
A light breeze cuts a swath through the cigar smoke around Azaton, making it eddy and whirl.
Naamit swings a kroderine morning star at Archales!
Archales skillfully dodges the attack!
The cacophony of sound finally passes away from the area.

Archales comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Before Archales's gesture is complete, he stares off into the crowd for a brief moment. After blinking a few times, he refocuses on you.
A seething tenebrous wall dissipates.

Naamit grins.
Archales comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
Nothing happens.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Naamit.
CS: +477 - TD: +380 + CvA: -12 + d100: +93 - -5 == +183
Warding failed!
Naamit reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt her for 59 damage!
... 70 points of damage!
Naamit's midsection swells painfully then bursts, sending Naamit everywhere.
She is stunned!
Naamit appears to be less protected.
Naamit appears to lose some confidence.
Naamit's pulsating barrier dissipates.
* Naamit has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Naamit's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Naamit has been defeated! Archales is the winner and receives a score of 42! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Krystalena!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Barthollomew, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

As Barthollomew stomps his foot sharply, the ground shakes wildly!
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Krystalena loses her balance and falls over.
Krystalena channels at Barthollomew.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Barthollomew!
CS: +384 - TD: +255 + CvA: +12 + d100: +45 == +186
Warding failed!
Barthollomew shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Barthollomew is crushed for 50 points of damage!
... 2 points of damage!
Light blow to left arm.
... 8 points of damage!
Nice blow to back!
He is stunned!

Krystalena stands up.

With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew fires a heavy blade-tipped bolt at Krystalena!
Krystalena deflects the bolt with her runestaff!
The blade-tipped bolt streaks out of sight!

Barthollomew kneels down.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew fires a heavy blade-tipped bolt at Krystalena!
AS: +285 vs DS: +356 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +48 = +10
A clean miss.
The blade-tipped bolt streaks off into the distance!
Barthollomew stands up.
As Barthollomew stomps his foot sharply, the ground shakes wildly!
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Krystalena loses her balance and falls over.
Barthollomew cocks his twin crossbow.
Barthollomew removes a single blade-tipped bolt from a bundle of blade-tipped bolts.
Barthollomew loads a heavy blade-tipped bolt into his twin crossbow.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew cocks his twin crossbow.
Barthollomew removes a single blade-tipped bolt from a bundle of blade-tipped bolts.
Barthollomew loads a heavy blade-tipped bolt into his twin crossbow.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Krystalena stands up.
Barthollomew kneels down.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew fires a heavy blade-tipped bolt at Krystalena!
AS: +285 vs DS: +356 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +13 = -25
A clean miss.
The blade-tipped bolt streaks out of sight!
Speaking in Elven, Desgan exclaims, "Get up!"
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew fires a heavy blade-tipped bolt at Krystalena!
AS: +285 vs DS: +356 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +95 = +57
A clean miss.
The blade-tipped bolt zips past its target to the ground.
Barthollomew stands up.
Krystalena channels at Barthollomew.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Barthollomew!
CS: +384 - TD: +255 + CvA: +12 + d100: +48 == +189
Warding failed!
Barthollomew shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Barthollomew is crushed for 50 points of damage!
... 2 points of damage!
Brushing blow to left hand.
... 1 point of damage!
Strike glances off the chest.
Barthollomew cocks his twin crossbow.

Barthollomew removes a single blade-tipped bolt from a bundle of blade-tipped bolts.
Barthollomew loads a heavy blade-tipped bolt into his twin crossbow.
With a twist of his wrist Barthollomew flips his twin crossbow over.
Barthollomew cocks his twin crossbow.
Krystalena channels at Barthollomew.
As an intense look of concentration crosses Krystalena's face, a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward Barthollomew!
CS: +384 - TD: +255 + CvA: +12 + d100: +14 == +155
Warding failed!
Barthollomew shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
Barthollomew is smashed for 50 points of damage!
... 13 points of damage!
Good blow to the abdomen!
He is stunned!
... 4 points of damage!
Light blow to back.
Krystalena's runestaff flickers as the space around Barthollomew folds inward and draws its surroundings closer!

... 25 points of damage!
Bones in leg crack and blood vessels burst!
He is knocked to the ground!
A luminescent aura fades from around Barthollomew.
Barthollomew becomes solid again.
The shimmering multicolored sphere fades from around Barthollomew.
The layer of raw elemental energy surrounding Barthollomew dissipates.
Barthollomew no longer bristles with energy.
Barthollomew appears somehow different.
Barthollomew just arrived. Wait, wasn't he here already?
Barthollomew loses some awareness.
Barthollomew suddenly stops moving light-footedly.
The translucent sphere fades from around Barthollomew.
Faint ripples in the ground beneath Barthollomew become apparent before quickly dissipating.
* Barthollomew has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Barthollomew's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Barthollomew has been defeated! Krystalena is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Archales!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Hoy, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"
The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Hoy gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Hoy gestures at Archales.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath Archales! Several of the thorns jab into him!
... hits for 19 points of damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Minor puncture to the right leg.
... hits for 23 points of damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Minor puncture to the right leg.
... hits for 6 points of damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Strike pierces thigh!
He is knocked to the ground!

Archales comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Translucent tendrils coil around Archales's golvern-buckled gloves.
his harmony.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
A shimmering aura surrounds Hoy.
A faint blue glow surrounds Hoy's hands.

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Hoy comes out of hiding.
his harmony.
CS: +477 - TD: +404 + CvA: +4 + d100: +96 - +40 == +133
Warding failed!
Hoy reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 38 damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Hoy's spine warps and protrudes through skin.
He is stunned!
Nairdin exclaims, "But he got up!"
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Hoy.
Nothing happens.

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Hoy.
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Hoy suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +477 - TD: +404 + CvA: +4 + d100: +56 - +40 == +93
Warded off!
Hoy's blue diamond brooch pulses brightly with light blue light, enveloping him in its scintillating glow. Hoy blinks twice, clearing the glazed look from his eyes.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Nothing happens.

Hoy comes out of hiding.

Archales comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Before Archales's gesture is complete, he stares off into the crowd for a brief moment. After blinking a few times, he refocuses on you.

Hoy comes out of hiding.

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Nothing happens.

Hoy comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Before Archales's gesture is complete, he stares off into the crowd for a brief moment. After blinking a few times, he refocuses on you.

Hoy comes out of hiding.

Hoy comes out of hiding.
Hoy gestures.
Hoy suddenly starts moving light-footedly.
Hoy rubs his bolt and arrow quiver.
Hoy rubs his bolt and arrow quiver.
Hoy rubs his bolt and arrow quiver.
Hoy rubs his bolt and arrow quiver.
Archales comes out of hiding.
Archales hums a short tune as he softly croons a lullaby...
Archales skillfully weaves another verse into his harmony, directing the sound of his voice at Hoy.
Hoy looks dazed as his eyes flutter slightly. He sinks to the ground in a light daze.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Before Archales's gesture is complete, he stares off into the crowd for a brief moment. After blinking a few times, he refocuses on you.

Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Before Archales's gesture is complete, he stares off into the crowd for a brief moment. After blinking a few times, he refocuses on you.
Nairdin exclaims, "Hoy changed bolts!"
The wall of force disappears from around Hoy.
The guiding force leaves Hoy.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Archales gestures.
Before Archales's gesture is complete, he stares off into the crowd for a brief moment. After blinking a few times, he refocuses on you.

Archales shrugs.

Hoy is startled awake!
Archales is revealed from hiding.
A quick flick of Archales's wrist sends a hazy glass vial containing fine white powder into flight!
Archales throws a hazy glass vial at Hoy!
AS: +487 vs DS: +654 with AvD: +103 + d100 roll: +16 = -48
A clean miss.
A white cloud of dust erupts from the broken hazy glass vial and settles onto the ground.
Reaching over his shoulder, Archales draws his blue rolaren partisan from a series of straps on the back of his reinforced harness.
Hoy comes out of hiding.

Archales comes out of hiding.
Archales sings with renewed vigor!
Archales continues to sing a disruptive song.
Archales sings with renewed vigor!
Archales continues to sing a disruptive song.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Khylynnia renews her songs.
Archales comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
A light breeze cuts a swath through the cigar smoke around Azaton, making it eddy and whirl.
his harmony.
Nothing happens.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
his harmony.
Nothing happens.
Hoy comes out of hiding.
Motes of silvery light sparkle across Archales's skin, twinkling like stars, as he prepares a spell...
Fulmen's black acorn amulet flickers various shades of red.
his harmony.
Hoy is forced out of hiding.
CS: +477 - TD: +404 + CvA: +4 + d100: +65 - +40 == +102
Warding failed!
Hoy reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 19 damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Chest spasm makes it hard for Hoy to breathe.
Archales says, "Hold still."
Sweetsin says, "Nice fight."

Archales sings with renewed vigor!
Archales continues to sing a disruptive song.

Hoy comes out of hiding.
Archales sings with renewed vigor!
Archales continues to sing a disruptive song.
CS: +477 - TD: +404 + CvA: +4 + d100: +100 - +40 == +137
Warding failed!
Hoy reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 40 damage!
... 30 points of damage!
Hoy's thumb explodes in a shower of flesh and bone fragments.
He is stunned!
Hoy suddenly stops moving light-footedly.
Azaton blows out a long stream of cinnamon smoke. It forms a cloud that slowly wafts away.
Limorten chuckles.
Archales sings with renewed vigor!
Archales continues to sing a disruptive song.
CS: +477 - TD: +404 + CvA: +4 + d100: +43 - +40 == +80
Warded off!
Hoy is unaffected.

Archales sings with renewed vigor!
Archales continues to sing a disruptive song.
CS: +477 - TD: +404 + CvA: +4 + d100: +99 - +40 == +136
Warding failed!
Hoy reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt him for 40 damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Vertebrae swell in Hoy's neck, thrusting through the skin.
The illusory framing around Hoy's body and muscles abruptly falls away from his corpse.
Hoy seems to lose some internal strength.
Hoy returns to normal color.
The air about Hoy stops shimmering.
Hoy seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Hoy is no longer moving so silently.
Hoy seems to lose some dexterity.
Hoy loses a thorny barrier.
Hoy loses his focused look.
The air calms down around Hoy.
The powerful look leaves Hoy.
The deep blue glow leaves Hoy.
The white light leaves Hoy.
The very powerful look leaves Hoy.
The green and gold energy fades from around Hoy.
The look of renewed enlightenment fades from Hoy.
The faint blue glow fades from around Hoy's hands.
* Hoy has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Hoy's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Hoy has been defeated! Archales is the winner and receives a score of 100! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Nuadjha!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Leafiara, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"
Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"

The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"

A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!
The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara hums a cheerful tune! Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance about her like wind-borne leaves, then pulse brightly as she sings a sylvan phrase in a strong, clear voice.
Leafiara gestures at Nuadjha.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the ground at Leafiara's feet as she releases a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Nuadjha!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Nuadjha suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +553 - TD: +413 + CvA: -18 + 50 + d50: +38 - -5 == +215
Warding failed!
Nuadjha is cloaked in a blinding platinum light and assailed for 130 points of damage!
... 37 points of damage!
Explosive blast sears Nuadjha's eye away along with most of the face!
He is stunned!
... 2 points of damage!
Chest spasm makes it hard for Nuadjha to breathe.
The shade of Leafiara's skin changes, as if some light has gone out of her.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
Leafiara chants a reverent orison and lightly clasps her note symbol. A rush of brassy light flows out of her symbol, attaching itself to her like a second skin of tiny metallic motes.
The air about Nuadjha stops shimmering.
Nuadjha seems to lose some internal strength.
Nuadjha seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Nuadjha is no longer moving so silently.
Nuadjha seems to lose some dexterity.
Nuadjha loses a thorny barrier.
The powerful look leaves Nuadjha.
The deep blue glow leaves Nuadjha.
The misty halo fades from Nuadjha.
The white light leaves Nuadjha.
The very powerful look leaves Nuadjha.
Nuadjha returns to normal color.
Nuadjha looks less aware of the surroundings.
Nuadjha no longer appears to be listening intently.
Nuadjha appears to lose some internal strength.
Nuadjha becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
The air calms down around Nuadjha.
The guiding force leaves Nuadjha.
The green and gold energy fades from around Nuadjha.
The look of renewed enlightenment fades from Nuadjha.
* Nuadjha has fallen unconscious!

Some medics scurry over and drag Nuadjha's limp form away.
An announcer says, "Nuadjha has been defeated! Leafiara is the winner and receives a score of 31! Congra --" The announcer's voice is drowned out by the thunderous cheers of the crowd as they echo off the surrounding walls.

ZENDADA

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/10/2017 08:15 PM CDT

Thanks for that! Fun stuff!

Chad, player of a few

LORDEVARIN

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/10/2017 08:25 PM CDT

Good job with the logs.

!>tell child to be quiet
The child cries, "I don't wanna!"

NAAMIT

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/11/2017 02:05 PM CDT

This was an amazing amount of fun. Thanks to everyone for participating and to the GMs for setting it up! I will definitely participate again.

Congrats on the win, Leifiara!

LUXELLE

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/11/2017 04:42 PM CDT

I wanted to cry inside when Naamit vs. Archales was announced!

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;tune towncrier

LEAFIARA

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/12/2017 12:56 PM CDT

I have some fun bonus material to share! First up is first-person perspective of my Kakoon match, as people noticed him aiming at a leaf (which ended up not mattering) but what they didn't realize was that I'd messed up in a similar way... And then three practice matches with Roblar after the tournament.

Vs. Kakoon

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"
The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"
The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"
A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!

The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"
>317s
>317s
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target.
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target.
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target.
>335

[voodoo]>incant 335

You do not currently have a target. <-- Right here I should have known I screwed up. Not having a target for 317 wasn't surprising since he had slipped into hiding, but since I had set 335 to evoke beforehand, that spell not working meant I'd forgotten to target Kakoon during the three second startup... same mistake he made not targeting me. With 316 not allowed, the next option besides 335 to pull someone out of hiding was 135.
>135

[voodoo]>incant 135

Swaying your hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, you attempt to entice the local spirits to aid you with the Searing Light spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before you. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe your skin, you unleash the radiance before you and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
Kakoon is forced out of hiding.
The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon
CS: +491 - TD: +405 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +34 - -5 == +167
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 5 points of damage!
Kakoon's hand blisters and bleeds from intense heat.
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Kakoon.
He is stunned!
The divine power suffusing your actions wanes, leaving you bereft of Tilamaire's aid.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>317s
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target. <-- Here I am still baffled and thinking maybe he had slipped into hiding while stunned or maybe the stun was only 1 round. But my next 135 doesn't have a message about him being pulled out of hiding, so nope!
>135

[voodoo]>incant 135

Swaying your hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, you attempt to entice the local spirits to aid you with the Searing Light spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before you. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe your skin, you unleash the radiance before you and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!

The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon!
CS: +491 - TD: +405 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +9 - -5 == +142
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 4 points of damage!
Blistering strike to leg shrivels skin and causes excruciating pain.
Kakoon is already blinded.
The divine power suffusing your actions wanes, leaving you bereft of Tilamaire's aid.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at a jade green leaf. <-- And here we have the famous screwup that's happened to like half of TSC. Either that or they'll cast at double leathers instead of Leafiara! But in the end...
Kakoon appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail. <-- ...it doesn't matter because the effects of 135 create a high spell failure rate?! I didn't even know that, I just lucked into it because 335 wasn't working.
Nothing happens.
A shimmering aura surrounds Kakoon.
A faint blue glow surrounds Kakoon's hands.
>317s
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at a jade green leaf.
Kakoon appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail. <-- spell failure again
Nothing happens.
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target.
>335

[voodoo]>incant 335

You do not currently have a target.
>incant eevoke 335 <-- Augh, combat typos. And syntax that probably doesn't even work anyway?
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at you.
Kakoon appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail. <-- Spell failure again. Since it failed, it didn't trigger my 319, which came next...
Nothing happens.
That is not something you can prepare.
You feel yourself being pulled back fully into the corporeal realm.

[ Symbol of Transcendence Cooldown: +0:10:00, 0:10:00 remaining. ]

>prep 335
Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance around you like wind-borne leaves as you hum a cheerful tune and sing a sylvan phrase, preparing your spell.
Your spell is ready.
>evoke
You gesture.
As you pour your soul into an appeal to Tilamaire, you know that you are heard. Every sound grows more distinct and acute, and, at the very edges of your awareness, you sense a greater harmony echoing softly through everything around you.
The divine power suffusing your actions wanes, leaving you bereft of Tilamaire's aid.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Kakoon gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Kakoon gestures at you.
The evanescent shield shrouding you flares to life and absorbs the essence of the spell, dissipating it harmlessly. <-- He gets a spell through, but now 319 blocks it.
>sdef
Cast Round Time in effect: Setting stance to guarded.
>s319
Turning inward, you focus on suffusing a fragment of your essence into the ground at your feet. A shimmering wave ripples outward from where you stand, expanding the evanescent shield about you. <-- Here's a 319 refresh, an often-forgotten cleric ability that's way more useful in a duel than a hunt. Also good in Duskruin arena during desperate situations.
Kakoon steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.
You begin to hum very softly, harmonizing your notes with those of the greater harmony in the background.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

You do not currently have a target.
>sdef
You are now in a defensive stance.
Kakoon is forced out of hiding.
CS: +523 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + d100: +6 - -5 == +101
Warding failed!
... and hits for 20 points of damage!
... 13 points of damage!
Kakoon's neck bones snap.
Head looks precariously balanced now.
He is stunned!

>317s
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target.
>135

[voodoo]>incant 135

Swaying your hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, you attempt to entice the local spirits to aid you with the Searing Light spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before you. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe your skin, you unleash the radiance before you and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!

The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Kakoon suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +491 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +5 - -5 == +118
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 1 point of damage!
A curling tongue of blue flame sears the skin on Kakoon's stomach.
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Kakoon.
The divine power suffusing your actions wanes, leaving you bereft of Tilamaire's aid.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
(Forcing stance down to guarded)
Listening carefully to the quiet harmony around you, you give voice to wordless song, and the notes of your song ring discordantly against the sounds of the world that relate to Kakoon.
CS: +523 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + d100: +75 - -5 == +170
Warding failed!
... and hits for 34 points of damage!
... 29 points of damage!
Kakoon's wrist bones explode, leaving only a stump.

>317s
You chant a reverent orison and lightly clasp your note symbol. A rush of divine power washes over you. Your symbol pulses once and you feel the song within your heart quicken with the presence of Tilamaire.
You do not currently have a target.
>135

[voodoo]>incant 135

Swaying your hips side to side in time with a hummed melody, you attempt to entice the local spirits to aid you with the Searing Light spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before you. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe your skin, you unleash the radiance before you and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!

The radiant burst of light engulfs Kakoon!
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Kakoon suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +491 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + 50 + d50: +24 - -5 == +137
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Kakoon's skin for 10 damage!
Some dark leather armor set with vaalorn rivets partially deflects the onslaught of the plasma attack.
... 2 points of damage!
Intense blast to Kakoon's eyelid causes it to sizzle and pop.
Kakoon is already blinded.
The divine power suffusing your actions wanes, leaving you bereft of Tilamaire's aid.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
You feel more refreshed.
Listening carefully to the quiet harmony around you, you give voice to wordless song, and the notes of your song ring discordantly against the sounds of the world that relate to Kakoon.
The dull golden nimbus surrounding Kakoon suddenly begins to glow brightly.
CS: +523 - TD: +425 + CvA: -8 + d100: +29 - -5 == +124
Warding failed!
... and hits for 24 points of damage!
... 16 points of damage!
Flesh and muscle stripped from Kakoon's stomach.

Kakoon appears less powerful.
The light blue glow leaves Kakoon.
The powerful look leaves Kakoon.
The deep blue glow leaves Kakoon.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Kakoon and fade.
The misty halo fades from Kakoon.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Kakoon.
The white light leaves Kakoon.
The very powerful look leaves Kakoon.
Kakoon returns to normal color.
The air about Kakoon stops shimmering.
Kakoon no longer appears to be listening intently.
Kakoon seems to lose some internal strength.
Kakoon seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Kakoon is no longer moving so silently.
Kakoon seems to lose some dexterity.
Kakoon loses a thorny barrier.
Kakoon appears to lose some internal strength.
Kakoon becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
The shimmering aura fades from around Kakoon.
The faint blue glow fades from around Kakoon's hands.
Kakoon steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.

* Kakoon has fallen unconscious!

And now some Roblar matches!

Vs. Roblar, Round 1

[Amphitheater of Heroes]
Smooth stone walls encase this sunken chamber and faint, dark red stains mar the scorched stone floor. Near the ceiling on one wall is a large window, providing a glimpse of the wall-hung tapestries in the room beyond.
Obvious exits: none
Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.
An attendant moves to your side and whispers, "Until the match begins, you will be unable to move or speak. If you wish to leave before the end of a battle, you may SURRENDER." Giving a slight bow, the attendant moves back out of the way.

The announcer's deep voice echoes off the walls, "Now entering is our first combatant, Leafiara!" A combination of cheers and jeers erupts from the nearby viewing room window.

Commander Roblar just arrived.
The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Roblar, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"

Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

I>sym protection
>sym trans confirm
>targ roblar
You feel a layer of protection surround you.

[ Symbol of Protection: +0:08:39, 0:08:39 remaining. ]

With difficulty, you manage to will yourself into the space between the corporeal and ethereal realms.
You are now targeting Roblar.

[ Symbol of Transcendence: +0:00:30, 0:00:30 remaining. ]

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"
I>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

You don't seem to be able to move to do that.
Roblar's form becomes somewhat hazy and indistinct.

[a whole lot more of me spamming 230]

The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"
A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!

The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

The evanescent shield shrouding you fades briefly, then flickers with a pale incandescence.
[Roll result: 196 (open d100: 192)]
Roblar feints to the right, you spot the ruse too late as you twist awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
Roundtime: 8 sec.

Roblar looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Roblar engages you in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
The evanescent shield shrouding you fades briefly.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +713 vs DS: +598 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +48 = +204
... and hits for 55 points of damage!
Attack whistles right through the lower back encountering little resistance!
You are stunned for 2 rounds!
The guiding force leaves Roblar.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +638 vs DS: +573 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +51 = +157
... and hits for 54 points of damage!
Massive blow obliterates the right knee.
You falter as a sickly light flows freely down your leg.

-- As you are hit, the outer rim of your vultite chain corslet seems to fold inward upon itself drawing Roblar along with it! --
Roblar manages to bring up his golvern shield in time to deflect the elements harmlessly away from himself!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +638 vs DS: +568 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +12 = +123
... and hits for 6 points of damage!
A weak tap grazes your left ankle.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +638 vs DS: +568 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +17 = +128
... and hits for 7 points of damage!
Half-hearted strike to the midsection.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +638 vs DS: +568 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +99 = +210
... and hits for 51 points of damage!
Left arm ripped in half at the elbow!
The fallen arm evaporates as a new one materializes.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +638 vs DS: +563 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +99 = +215
... and hits for 68 points of damage!
Tremendous strike!
Vapor rushes from your neck following the blow!

-- As you are hit, the outer rim of your vultite chain corslet seems to fold inward upon itself drawing Roblar along with it! --
Roblar manages to bring up his golvern shield in time to deflect the elements harmlessly away from himself!
A white glow rushes away from you.
You feel the protection of your deity's influence fade.
The air about you shimmers momentarily before the evanescent shield surrounding you collapses.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The powerful look leaves you.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
Deep blue motes swirl away from you and fade.
The misty halo fades from you.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around you.
The white light leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
The dim aura fades from around you.
Your breathing becomes more shallow.
The air shivers about you, glistening faintly before stilling to normalcy.
You feel less confident.
The brilliant aura fades away from you.
The opalescent aura fades from around you.
The air calms down around you.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
Your sense of faith and conviction wanes. You are less sure of yourself.
You suddenly feel less protected.
An ethereal golden collection bowl drifts out of your body, then vanishes.
The wall of force disappears from around you.
The layer of protection fades away.
You feel yourself being pulled back fully into the corporeal realm.

* Leafiara has fallen unconscious!

Vs. Roblar, Round 2

Commander Roblar just went through a brick-lined tunnel.
R>go tunn
Roundtime: 3 sec.
[Amphitheater of Heroes]
Smooth stone walls encase this sunken chamber and faint, dark red stains mar the scorched stone floor. Near the ceiling on one wall is a large window, providing a glimpse of the wall-hung tapestries in the room beyond.
Also here: Commander Roblar (Warrior) who is immobilized
Obvious exits: none
An attendant moves to your side and whispers, "Until the match begins, you will be unable to move or speak. If you wish to leave before the end of a battle, you may SURRENDER." Giving a slight bow, the attendant moves back out of the way.

The announcer shouts, "Our challenger, Leafiara, has entered the arena! Let's hear it for our fighers!"

Thunderous applause and raucous shouts echo off the stone walls.

The announcer steps between the combatants and raises a hand for silence. "Ladies, Gentleman, Squires, Royalty, and all you other people! Prepare to watch a truly amazing spectacle!"

>sym protection
>sym trans confirm
>targ roblar
You feel a layer of protection surround you.
With difficulty, you manage to will yourself into the space between the corporeal and ethereal realms.
You are now targeting Roblar.

[ Symbol of Protection: +0:08:39, 0:08:39 remaining. ]

[ Symbol of Transcendence: +0:00:30, 0:00:30 remaining. ]

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"
The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"
The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"
>230
A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!

The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"

[voodoo]>incant 230

>230
You feel fully energetic again.
>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

[Roll result: 80 (open d100: 76)]
Roblar feints low, you almost buy the ruse, but recover just in time.
Roundtime: 2 sec.
...wait 2 seconds.
...wait 2 seconds.
...wait 2 seconds.
R>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

Mana surges through you in a brilliant display of silvery motes which skitter across your skin as you prepare Spiritual Abolition...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.

A pale, flickering nimbus coalesces around Roblar, then vanishes in a brilliant flash!

The powerful look leaves Roblar.
The guiding force leaves Roblar.
The deep blue glow leaves Roblar.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Roblar and fade.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Roblar.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>230
Wait 3 sec.

[voodoo]>incant 230

Wait 3 sec.
[Roll result: 39 (open d100: 35)]
Roblar feints to the left, but you aren't fooled for a second.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Wait 1 sec.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance around you like wind-borne leaves as you hum a cheerful tune and sing a sylvan phrase, preparing your spell.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the floor at your feet as you release a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Roblar!
CS: +520 - TD: +480 + CvA: -40 + d100: +22 - +5 == +17
Warded off!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>squint
You squint.
>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

Mana surges through you in a brilliant display of silvery motes which skitter across your skin as you prepare Spiritual Abolition...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.

A pale, flickering nimbus coalesces around Roblar, then vanishes in a brilliant flash!

The light blue glow leaves Roblar.
The very powerful look leaves Roblar.
The white light leaves Roblar.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>317
[Roll result: 33 (open d100: 29)]
Roblar feints to the left, but you aren't fooled for a second.

[voodoo]>incant 317

Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance around you like wind-borne leaves as you hum a cheerful tune and sing a sylvan phrase, preparing your spell.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the floor at your feet as you release a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Roblar!
CS: +520 - TD: +450 + CvA: -40 + d100: +16 - +5 == +41
Warded off!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
[Roll result: 44 (open d100: 40)]
Roblar feints to the right, but you aren't fooled for a second.
>gaze up
>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

You gaze heavenward.
Mana surges through you in a brilliant display of silvery motes which skitter across your skin as you prepare Spiritual Abolition...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.

A pale, flickering nimbus coalesces around Roblar, then vanishes in a brilliant flash!

The silvery luminescence fades from around Roblar.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Roblar.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Wait 1 sec.
Roblar summons a torrent of spiritual and elemental mana and releases upon himself a flurry of abjurations. <-- Done in by the warrior who can mana spellup to undo all my dispelling!
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance around you like wind-borne leaves as you hum a cheerful tune and sing a sylvan phrase, preparing your spell.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the floor at your feet as you release a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Roblar!
CS: +520 - TD: +495 + CvA: -40 + d100: +55 - +5 == +35
Warded off!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
You feel yourself being pulled back fully into the corporeal realm.

[ Symbol of Transcendence Cooldown: +0:10:00, 0:10:00 remaining. ]

[Roll result: 110 (open d100: 56)]
Roblar feints to the right, you spot the ruse too late as you move to block the blow that never came!
Roundtime: 3 sec.
R>laugh soft
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
R>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

...wait 2 seconds.
R>sdef
...wait 1 seconds.
R>sdef
You are now in a defensive stance.
>230

[voodoo]>incant 230

Mana surges through you in a brilliant display of silvery motes which skitter across your skin as you prepare Spiritual Abolition...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.

A pale, flickering nimbus coalesces around Roblar, then vanishes in a brilliant flash!

The light blue glow leaves Roblar.
The powerful look leaves Roblar.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Roblar.
Roblar becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
(Forcing stance down to guarded)
Roblar glares at you and lets out a nerve-shattering bellow!
You are startled enough to lose initiative!
Roundtime: 20 sec.
Roblar's face contorts as he unleashes a guttural, deep-throated growl at you!
You are overcome with an irrational and terrible rage!
R>pale
You feel the blood drain from your face.
Roblar glares at you and lets out a nerve-shattering bellow!
You are unaffected!
Roblar looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Roblar engages you in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +633 vs DS: +598 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +97 = +173
... and hits for 43 points of damage!
You are knocked back several feet by a blow to the abdomen.
You are stunned for 5 rounds!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +633 vs DS: +578 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +95 = +191
... and hits for 37 points of damage!
Neck broken.
You twitch several times before dying.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +633 vs DS: +573 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +38 = +139
... and hits for 29 points of damage!
Diagonal slash leaves a bloody trail across your torso.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +633 vs DS: +568 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +30 = +136
... and hits for 54 points of damage!
Left eye ripped from head, along with most of brain.

-- As you are hit, the outer rim of your vultite chain corslet seems to fold inward upon itself drawing Roblar along with it! --
Roblar manages to bring up his golvern shield in time to deflect the elements harmlessly away from himself!
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +633 vs DS: +528 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +66 = +212
... and hits for 77 points of damage!
Smash to cheek driving bone through the eye and into the brain.
Roblar swings an immense rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +633 vs DS: +525 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +73 = +222
... and hits for 59 points of damage!
Your right hand falls to the ground, independently of your arm.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The air calms down around you.
The powerful look leaves you.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
Deep blue motes swirl away from you and fade.
The misty halo fades from you.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around you.
The white light leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
The dim aura fades from around you.
Your breathing becomes more shallow.
The air shivers about you, glistening faintly before stilling to normalcy.
You feel less confident.
The brilliant aura fades away from you.
The opalescent aura fades from around you.
A white glow rushes away from you.
Your sense of faith and conviction wanes. You are less sure of yourself.
You suddenly feel less protected.
You feel the protection of your deity's influence fade.
An ethereal golden collection bowl drifts out of your body, then vanishes.
The air about you shimmers momentarily before the evanescent shield surrounding you collapses.
The wall of force disappears from around you.
The layer of protection fades away.

Vs. Roblar, Round 3

>sym protection
>sym trans confirm
>targ roblar
You feel a layer of protection surround you.
With difficulty, you manage to will yourself into the space between the corporeal and ethereal realms.
You are now targeting Roblar.

[ Symbol of Protection: +0:08:39, 0:08:39 remaining. ]

[ Symbol of Transcendence: +0:00:30, 0:00:30 remaining. ]

The announcer shouts, "The battle will begin at the sound of the bell in THREE...!"
The announcer shouts, "TWO...!"
The announcer shouts, "ONE...!"
A loud *DING DING DING* echoes around the room, signaling the start of the fight!

The announcer shouts, "FIGHT!"
>230
Roblar looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Roblar engages you in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Roblar attempts to jab you!
The evanescent shield shrouding you fades briefly.
Roblar has decent positioning against you.
UAF: 719 vs UDF: 929 = 0.773 * MM: 74 + d100: 15 = 72
A close miss!
The guiding force leaves Roblar.
Roblar attempts to jab you!
Roblar has decent positioning against you.
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 929 = 0.693 * MM: 73 + d100: 60 = 110
... and hit for 1 point of damage!
Did that even connect?
Nope, that was just wind damage.

-- As you hit, the outer rim of your vultite chain corslet seems to fold inward upon itself drawing everything it touches along with it! --
... 15 points of damage!
Decompression causes muscles in arm to crack!
He is stunned!

[voodoo]>incant 230

Mana surges through you in a brilliant display of silvery motes which skitter across your skin as you prepare Spiritual Abolition...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.

A pale, flickering nimbus coalesces around Roblar, then vanishes in a brilliant flash!

The very powerful look leaves Roblar.
The white light leaves Roblar.
The deep blue glow leaves Roblar.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Roblar and fade.
The bright luminescence fades from around Roblar.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance around you like wind-borne leaves as you hum a cheerful tune and sing a sylvan phrase, preparing your spell.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the floor at your feet as you release a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Roblar!
CS: +520 - TD: +420 + CvA: -31 + d100: +75 - +5 == +139
Warding failed!
Roblar is cloaked in a blinding platinum light and assailed for 81 points of damage!
... 15 points of damage!
Plasma scorches a hole in Roblar's weapon arm!
... 2 points of damage!
Strike to Roblar's back causes minor spasms.
... 5 points of damage!
Throat strike causes Roblar to cough.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
You feel more refreshed.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Wait 2 sec.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Wait 1 sec.
>317
Roblar looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Roblar engages you in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Roblar attempts to jab you!
Roblar has decent positioning against you.
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 929 = 0.693 * MM: 86 + d100: 16 = 75
A close miss!
Roblar attempts to jab you!
Roblar has decent positioning against you.
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 929 = 0.693 * MM: 79 + d100: 75 = 129
... and hit for 2 points of damage!
Ineffectual strike knocks a wisp of ether from your left arm.

-- Roblar's golvern-banded gauntlets unleash an invisible burst of force! --

... 12 points of damage!
You fade for a second as the blow passes through your chest.
Roblar attempts to kick you!
Roblar has good positioning against you.
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 929 = 0.693 * MM: 83 + d100: 88 = 145
... and hit for 34 points of damage!
A strong blow bursts the right calf open in a spray of vapor.
New muscle erupts from the middle of the wound, consuming the injured tissue.
You are stunned for 1 round!

-- Roblar's golvern-plated boots unleash an invisible burst of force! --

... 12 points of damage!
A strong blow bursts the left calf open in a spray of vapor.
New muscle erupts from the middle of the wound, consuming the injured tissue.
Roblar attempts to punch you!
Roblar has good positioning against you.
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 920 = 0.700 * MM: 94 + d100: 12 = 77
A close miss!
Roblar attempts to punch you!
Roblar has good positioning against you.
UAF: 644 vs UDF: 920 = 0.700 * MM: 95 + d100: 56 = 122
... and hit for 24 points of damage!
Hit passes right through the midsection.
Nothing hurts like an empty stomach.

-- As you hit, the outer rim of your vultite chain corslet seems to fold inward upon itself drawing everything it touches along with it! --
... 22 points of damage!
Back snaps as ribs and vertebrae separate!
He is stunned!

Saved by flaring armor! ...and by Roblar intentionally not using a shield in this third round.

[voodoo]>incant 317

You are still stunned.
S>317
Roblar lets out a loud snarling growl and goes berserk!

[voodoo]>incant 317

You are still stunned.
S>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Pure white and bold red mana wisps dance around you like wind-borne leaves as you hum a cheerful tune and sing a sylvan phrase, preparing your spell.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Roblar.
Particles of dust and soot rise from the floor at your feet as you release a pulsating, platinum ripple of energy toward Roblar!
CS: +520 - TD: +420 + CvA: -31 + d100: +75 - +5 == +139
Warding failed!
Roblar is cloaked in a blinding platinum light and assailed for 81 points of damage!
... 22 points of damage!
A raw, red hole is drilled in Roblar's chest by a powerful bolt!
... 2 points of damage!
Roblar's right leg jerks momentarily.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>317

[voodoo]>incant 317

Wait 3 sec.
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Roblar.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Roblar.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Roblar.

* Roblar has fallen unconscious!

ROBLAR

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/12/2017 01:35 PM CDT

Ha, and since flare stuns halt mstrikes on you (as it should), I think I discovered a bug on a creature(s) that let you power through the end of the mstrike despite a reactive stun.

WORDMAGIC

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/12/2017 10:10 PM CDT

Great log, thank you for posting the tournament and results! Completely missed all the affairs of Sunday (woe for missing ball and dress up) but catching a log was excellent. Congratulations Leafiara on such an epic win! Those one shots, damn.

Thank you for the free festival, too! It's obvious that many hours went into said event and it showed.

~Amanda, player of Treeva

ARCHIGEEK

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Re: Festival of the Fallen Bouts 09/13/2017 07:39 AM CDT

Thanks for sharing. I couldn't stick around Sunday night. Nice to read the behind the scenes commentary.

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