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target practise II - Damascus - 10-11-2017

Battle Type: BATTLE 
Prize: xp
Contact Made: yeeee

Character #1: Arluin
Bonded: --
Magic: --
Armor: --
Weapons: --

Character #2: Damascus
Bonded: Long-Eared Jerboa
Magic: --
Armor: --
Weapons: --

Response Deadline: 18th october
Tags: @Arluin @kay, @inkbone, AND @Sid





DAMASCUS
HEAVY LIES THE HEAD THAT WEARS THE CROWN

"Being here by now should being of Arluins..." Damascus grunted as he swivelled upon his haunches, tossing his nose in the opposite direction in an annoyed, leg-wobbling fit of pure uncertainty. This was his big day! He was to train with the other warriors! 

....And that other warrior was no where to be seen.

All the huffing and dramatic hooting to the wind would not bring Arluin any closer, so it was when Damascus came to assume that the stag had forgotten their engagement that the overgrown child began to amble away through the sea of grass that carpeted the steppe, hooves taking him back in the direction of home. Dohv gave a happy, lucky and relieved sigh - no fighting would be endured, or so he thought.

The glimpse of white among the grey autumnal landscape, standing out as pristine and bloodied among the otherwise lifeless sky. So he hadn't forgotten.
Damascus stopped, legs wide and ready for what could come next; an attack of magic? From a bonded? He'd heard about what birds and snakes could be ordered to do. Though as he waited and watched, the more he wondered if he was invited to make the first move.


"Late be you Arluin!" Damascus cheered across the warflogged earth, tearing his own piece of the turf away with his monolithic offside hoof. It was with this declaration that he begun his march forward, back arching with his wings to gain momentum. With the weight of his tail keeping him from harnessing little more movement than a bowling canter, Damascus certainly was no pillar of agility like his vermillion opponent - an advantage the over-sized brute did have, however, was his brute strength and a pair of boundless wings. To make up for his lack of slinking and slicing across the earth, Damascus would made do with the little amount of surprise he could conjure - a simple beat of his wings, beckoning dirt, grass and other earthly debris into the eyes of his nemesis until he struck left, hopefully under the cover of a blind and fumbling Arluin,  to rise and strike. 

The tail end of Damascus was unlikely to ever lift far off the ground during a fight given his monolithic tail - his front end, however, was a different fable altogether. With a swipe of his jaws the primal stag aimed a well-aimed, jagged kiss toward the alabaster's whither, aiming every incisor over the crest of the man's back and hoping for damage and blood. The bite was swift but likely nasty should Arluin have taken it's damage, and as Damascus retreated to the left once more, taking care to avoid each one of his enemy's hooves, he hoped to Vespera that he had found purchase in his flesh.







Summary: Damascus complains a bit then spots Arluin, runs up to him and attempts to beat dirt into his eyes, then attmepts to bite him on the whither and runs to the left.

Attack Used: 1
Attack(s) Left:
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left:
Item(s) Used: --




RE: target practise II - Arluin - 10-17-2017


But would I run today just to die another day 
   He could not allow himself to be distracted by what he had heard from Sikeax; it would not be fair to himself, nor his fellow warrior waiting for him at the Steppe. Down into the depths did he shove each and every fragment of that conversation, drawing tight around himself an armor casing of apathy towards the destruction of the land of his birth. There would be time to mourn and hunt for answers later, to weep for what he had lost and pray to his dead gods that his family had made it out alive against the odds. He would not dwell on the fact that the Basin was gone, that the Time God had perished along with the rest of Helovia's deities, that his father and sister might not have made-

   'Stop that'.

   He chided himself, taking in a deep breath, deep until his lungs filled fully and his chest almost began to hurt. He held it for a half second, then let loose a quiet sigh, raising his horned skull to the sky, noting the sun's position amongst the pale blue expanse. He was late. The young stallion's pace quickened, ears flicking back slightly in irritation at himself. A longer route had, in unbiased honesty, proven better for what he had learned, but if he arrived late enough to find that Damascus had gone... he doubted he'd live it down for some time. As well, it wouldn't necessarily leave the best impression. He tossed his head, gazing out upon the landscape of the Steppe, searching for the oversized youth... and finding him standing in a dish in the land below him. Words carried on the wind, followed by the black pegasus breaking into a clumsy canter(another reason to dislike wings, they removed all grace). "I thought i'd give you some time to admire the landscape!" He called back, lips parting in a grin as his legs braced and neck arched. He held the high ground, and would hold it as best he was able, but he knew how fluid battle was, how easily positions could be gained and lost with the heaving and clashing of bodies.

   Yet another reason to curl his lip at the winged came to light as the young behemoth flared his wings and fanned them, tossing up dirt and debris in a move so inherently childish that Arluin's grin turned into a scowl, his ears pinning flat against the silver locks of his mane as grit stung at his squinted eyes. It disorientated him enough that he twitched backwards from the onslaught, and felt teeth in a searing flash of white pain grip and tear the hair at his nape, a startled snort ripping from his nostrils. His head twitched, blue eyes opening to scowl blearily at the youth as he tossed his head to try and slap the rump of the upstart pegasus with the flat of his horn, a scolding action he himself had felt often as a child whenever he did wrong. Damascus moved, flinching to the left, a large shadow in his vision, and Arluin twisted slightly, planted his forehooves, and turned his head to keep his eyes on Damascus as he simultaneously flicked his tail towards the other stallion's eyes, hoping to mask the movement of his cloven hoof as he kicked out towards the pegasus's barrel.

   If the kid wanted to fight dirty, Arluin would be more than happy to oblige.
Give up now and every fight has been in vain
ODDMOUNTAIN






Summary: Arluin arrives and calls back to Damascus, and holds his position as the other warrior charges. He's blinded for a second by the dirt Damascus' wings fling up, twitches in response, and gets bit just a bit higher than his withers on his neck, and in retaliation he tries to smack Damascus' rump with the flat of his horn(not to cause damage). He sees Damascus springing to his left and he turns to his right, flashing his tail at Damascus's face to try and hide the movement as he lashes out with his right hind hoof in a kick. He is not amoosed by the dirt-slinging, Damascus. Not amoosed at all.

Attack Used: 1
Attack(s) Left:
Block Used:
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: ---

Response Deadline: Oct 20
Tags: @Damascus, @kay, @inkbone, AND @Sid



RE: target practise II - inkbone - 10-27-2017


Congratulations!



Due to not replying by the deadline, Damascus forfeits the fight and @Arluin wins! 
This thread will be locked and moved to the Ruris Archives shortly!


All damage taken in the thread is still applicable and cannot be retconned.
Please be aware this thread cannot be claimed as a "completed thread" for signos redemption.



ARLUIN     
    Participate in a Battle or Challenge: +1 EXP
    Win a Battle: +1 additional EXP
    TOTAL: +2 EXP

DAMASCUS
    Participate in a Battle or Challenge: +1 EXP
    TOTAL: +1 EXP

Damascus and Arluin's official experience has been updated to reflect these changes (along with the +25 signos to Arluin for winning the battle), so there's no need to post in the Experience Updates or Signos Redemption threads!