[Anthonius Fighter's Pit] Nobles and Champions (Kreig, Wade)

by **Wade** on July 24th, 2013, 9:42 pm

Wade frowned as his opponent spoke so condescendingly toward him. He felt anger surge through his limbs, pushing away the aches in his stomach and head, but he forced himself to take measured strides forward toward his opponent. His sponsor was egging him on, spoiling for a fight. He wondered if the fat man was so determined to win or if the spoiled man was just looking for a fight. Wade's confidence was not high after being so easily handled in his first attack, but he knew where he had made his mistake and was determined not to make the same one twice.

Though, once Wade was in range and could hear the man humming peacefully, he almost threw caution to the wind and went for a swipe that would remove the man's head. Instead, he feigned an anger-driven, heavy handed strike at the man's face but planned to jump back and counter whatever the man did with a vicious sweep of his battleaxe. Maybe that would shut him up.

by **Kreig Messer** on July 24th, 2013, 10:25 pm

Kreig chuckled once more but felt a slight tinge of guilt, egging the young man on like this and Fatty Bel certainly didn't help the boy any with his outbursts. He continued humming as he draw a smiling face in the sand ' just a lovely circle, two dots and a locely curbed line.....this is ART' He silently declared before glancing a the poor youth 'ah to be young and foolish...Well actually I still am foolish so just youth would be fine' The boy looked to be boiling over as he crept closer, Kreig's calm humming perhaps edgin at his nerves.

He continued running a finger through the sand, the boy looked to prepar for a strike 'ine of anger? Feint? No difference' As soon as he crept close with that heavy strike of his, Kreig would sweep up a bunch of dirt at the boys face then wage a heavy handed punch at his abdomen with his armored left fist then proceed to strike at his back with a punch with his right and force him again to the soft earth.
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by **Wade** on July 25th, 2013, 1:11 am

Wade brought both of his arms to his left as he shifted his weight onto his left foot. He stomped his right foot down just as he came into range of his opponent and swung at his opponent, all of his weight shifting to the right even as he swung. He stopped suddenly, completing his measured feigned strike as he watched his opponent react. He set his teeth as he pulled away from the blow suddenly jumped backwards as his opponent's hand shot out at him.

Wade's eyes suddenly burned and he tasted dirt once again. He forced himself not to throw his arms up in protection as he was instinctually led but instead sent his arms down from the upward position they were in to about level with his waist and, shifting his weight from his left to his right once again, swung his battleaxe with all of the strength he could muster. He could only see the man slightly through the tears that were gathering in his eyes to fight off the dirt. He was certain he could plow through whatever hasty defenses the man threw up after realizing his other attack was a feign and he held nothing back as he pictured smashing the look off of the arrogant man's face.

He planned to reverse his axe's momentum and sweep it across heavily if it hit only open air. That had always been his go-to disengage when he had faced his sister and in the past it had given him the breathing room to get his axe back up and ready to fend off any attacks. He dearly wished to wipe off his eyes with his sleeve but he could not risk doing so with three-hundred gold mizas on the line.

by **Radiant** on July 25th, 2013, 1:26 am

"WHAT?! That's foul play! Foul! Cheating! Unacceptable!" Kale was shouting curses and profanities soon after Kreig thew some sand to Wade, he didn't thought of the unarmed brawler could think of something like that. It was rather odd for Kale to say as he's a ruthless businessman who used every 'legal' way possible to expand his economic empire. He was a mere hatchling in terms of physical combat though... as evidenced by his body stature.

Smart. Leo just kept silent, his eyes judging and impressed. Unlike Kale, Leo knew that nothing was stopping his champion to use every possible way - except lethal force - to win this fight and there were no rules saying that you could not throw some sand to your opponent's face. He slightly faced the fuming Belmont and threw him a 'gentle' smile as if saying 'We will win this one, old friend'.

by **Kreig Messer** on July 25th, 2013, 1:29 pm

'Hmmm....' The boy was rather persistent, admirable as it were, the boy simply lacked experience however. Even in his partial blindness he did not heed his instincts and raise his arms, preventing Kreig from striking him with his heavy handed punches. Instead the youth revved up for an axe swing coming for Kreig's waist... He seemed to think the brawler wasn't going to be lauging, but he had that amused grin on his face all the same as looked at him while crouching, before dropping to the side following the Axe's direction as narrowly missed him. Kreig followed up with a sweeping kick from his left, wanting to drop the lad to the ground and then raise said leg and bring the back of of his heel to his abdomen and finally push him away by kicking his sides.

If the youth were to evade that sweeping kick however, Kreig would simply roll back, subtly grabbing more sand in his clenched fists as he stands up and wait for the youth's next move. Though he was quite interested in pro longing this if it meant infuriating Belmont even more.
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by **Wade** on July 25th, 2013, 9:37 pm

Wade saw the man evade his axe swing again through the blurriness in his eyes and stopped his swing and started to bring it back across so that he could get space to leap back, as he had planned.The man, however, followed through with a sweeping kick aimed at Wade's left leg while his axe was reversing its momentum. Wade's weight was all on his right leg but shifting to his left even as he brought his axe about.

Wade gritted his teeth, purposely accepting the heavy kick to his leg. It faltered, but he altered the leftward swing of his axe viciously towards the man's leg as it finished its own sweeping motion. He allowed himself to lose his balance as he swung with all his might at the leg, just at the knee, as it was exposed from his kick. He felt the muscles from his legs, back, and arms all join in to his swing as it speedily headed toward his target.

by **Kreig Messer** on July 25th, 2013, 11:00 pm

'Oh? more gutsy than I thought' Truly he didn't expect him to redirect his axe blow as he fell, Kreig's knee the target. There was nothing to worry about though as Kreig quikly pulled it back, the dull corner of the axe's blade 'cutting' flesh, Kreig gritted his teeth as he knew he was going to acquire quite the bruise. His right leg was quite safe from the onslought as it wasn't extended for a kick like the left and now that the left was bent and pulled, kreig kicked it forward like a spring with the sole of his boot aiming for the youth's face. Kreig would be quite impressed if the boy could endure or evade that somehow, but even so if it didn't knock him out he would follow by climbing on top of the lad, his knees pressing against his legs and his armored grip tightening a hold on the youth's wrists, immobilizing him and thus winning the fight.
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by **Radiant** on July 26th, 2013, 1:55 am

Kale was fuming like mad, Leo was calmly smoking his pipe, for both of them know that this fight would be over soon. Leo was already gesturing for Kale to give him the betting money he would soon rightfully acquire. Kale just scoffed him off and told him "Not yet! It's not over yet!". That plump man was sure a stubborn fellow.

OOCI'll let you guys decide on how the fight would end.

But if you can't come to a decision, tell me and I'll end it.

by **Wade** on July 26th, 2013, 3:44 am

Wade could hardly follow his opponent's movement as he, in a split second, recognized the threat, stopped his leg's motion, and retracted it safely away. He was rewarded with only a glancing blow for his efforts. He hit the ground on his side and, after taking the barest of moments to recover from the shock of his head smacking against a loose rock, he told his body to roll away from his vulnerably position.

The sole of a boot obscured his vision then and his face erupted in pain. He yelled in pain and told his arms to forget about rolling away and come up to protect his face, but they just wouldn't respond. His vision clouded over. He couldn't decide if he was staring at the ground or his opponent sitting securely atop him, his head pounded too much. He tasted something oddly metallic in his mouth and his ears registered nothing but a sharp ringing sound. He felt almost like a man submerged in water, all of his senses dulled.

He struggled to remember what put him in this situation but he just couldn't put it together. His opponent's face surfaced in his swimming vision, inspiring a surge of rage to force a thought through his mind. He realized he'd just lost a fight to this man. He turned his head and spat out some blood. "Sh.... Sh.... Shyke," he stammered past his cracked lips.

by **Radiant** on July 26th, 2013, 4:07 am

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!" Kale Belmont shouted at the top of his lungs. It was very obvious now, he squarely lost the bet. He fumed and stomped the ground in anger, his guards trying to calm him down. Leo just inhaled his pipe and made an O-shaped smoke as he exhaled, giving Kreig the 'good job' look.

"Now, Kale..." Leo calmly spoke, but he was interrupted.

"I know! I know! Here!" Belmont threw a pouch of mizas at Leo which he immediately caught, Leo then threw the bag to Kreig "Well done, Squire Kreig". After Kreig captured the pouch, Leo stood up from his chair and walked to Wade, he then did something out of the stereotype of a snobby rich merchant. He helped Wade to stand up and patted his back "Well done, boy. You need to train more though, keep it up" Leo then reached for his pocket and took out a smaller pouch of mizas "Here's a bonus, I know you lost, but you put up a good fight".

He turned his attention to Kreig "This boy would make a good squire, Kreig. Maybe you could get Sera Natasha to accept him, hahaha! Well done, gentlemen. I am satisfied. Until next time then" He bowed like a gentleman and gestured for his guards to move, he then followed them, heading back to his "humble" abode.

Belmont? He had left since after he threw the pouch to Leo earlier.

Kreig :

Wade :

Notes :

My radiance is not bright enough?

If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, beam me a PM and we can work it out.

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	+3 XP
Rhetoric	+2 XP
Brawling	+4 XP
Unarmed Combat	+3 XP
Wrestling	+1 XP
Endurance	+2 XP

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	+3 XP
Weapon: Battleaxe	+4 XP
Brawling	+2 XP
Endurance	+3 XP

Completed [Anthonius Fighter's Pit] Nobles and Champions (Kreig, Wade)