Post by Busterman Zero on Mar 11, 2003 23:24:07 GMT -5
You are in the temple's courtyard at night. It is a plain, grassy field surronded by a metal fence with spears for posts. In the center of the courtyard is a stone pedastal (it looks kinda like a stereotypic bird bath). Inside the pedastal's bowl are magical seeds capable of allowing you to fly if you squeeze one or if you throw one and once it hits the ground it takes root and grows into a full Willow in about 5 seconds. You both have black robes on and torches on poles stuck in the ground light up the area. Hot coals are on the ground that surronds the pedastal.
Just a reminder to Legolas he can not be called Khan. Also, remember, elemental weaknesses are NOT in effect.
Post by Mr. Fangora (Wum) on Mar 13, 2003 3:08:34 GMT -5
The hunched, dumpy figure waddles up to his opponent. Under his hood you can see his less than flattering features. "So y'are meh challeenger?" Jarrod smiles and awaits for his enemies first move, whilst scratching himself.
Post by Mr. Fangora (Wum) on Mar 14, 2003 1:03:31 GMT -5
Jarrod starts to step backwards in order to escape this attack. "Hur hyuck!" he giggles. Just as Morbizan reaches him, Jarrod moves to the side. Unfortunately in doing so he crashes into the fence. Getting up and brushing himself off, Jarrod grunts and readies himself for his next move.
Post by Blue Barry Jam on Mar 17, 2003 20:47:43 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry for the late post .
"Hmm...he seems to be more agile that he appears, but not fast enough."
Morbizan runs toward Jarrod again. Morbizan starts to swing the burned out torch. Jarrod tries to do the same as before and step to the side. As he steps, Morbizan brings his massive fist into his side. As Jarrod was falling in the opposite direction, Moribzan brought the torch down onto his back to slam him into the ground.
Post by Mr. Fangora (Wum) on Mar 18, 2003 1:03:05 GMT -5
"Gawsh! That reeelly hurts!" Jarrod starts to prance away from Morbizan so as he can get a torch of his own. He grabs one but doesn't blow it out. Instead he comes running at his opponent, torch flaily in front of him.