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Battle #03 - Ulster
Topic Started: Jul 16 2008, 07:39 PM (4,428 Views)
Alexiel Shinteiv
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[You're probably gonna get better results if you plan out in a little more detail how you plan to do the fighting part. What to dodge and how, where to hit (if you see an opening) and what to do afterwards, etc. Otherwise I don't have much to go on, and that leads to bad ends...]

Stefan darted forwards as well, closing the distance between them at twice the speed the big man had originally been moving at. His opponent's eyes widened in surprise, but within them still sparked the mad glee that this would be a kill, that he would avenge the Pokemon that had been his partner for years, whom he had raised since its time as an egg, and whom he had seen slaughtered before him.

Though it was true that Stefan was closer to him, and therefore within the 'blind spot' afforded by so large a weapon, he was not entirely out of the clear. As he sank one fist deep into the big man's stomach, a very clear opening with both of his arms raised as they were, the much larger man collided with him and and brought his weapon down regardless.

The blade missed Stefan.

But the hilt and the man's beefy hands did not.

As Stefan's fist sunk into the man's gut, sinking only an inch or so before he found hard muscle, the proof of his fitness, a massive weight seemed to descend upon his shoulder, forcing him to his knees and sending colorful starbursts before his eyes from the pain. His entire left arm felt numb, and he was clearly a little dazed. The other man devolved into a fit of coughing from the blow, the breath knocked out of him from a lucky punch to the diaphragm.
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A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.
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Azrael didn't verbally or visibly respond to anything Lorelei said or did; he just kept walking forward, except for when she stopped. His steps were slow, not out of fear but more out of exhaustion. In addition to his injuries, the fatigue from the fighting had been slowly creeping up on him with every step, and it was all he could do to keep walking forward.

Continuing to walk was the only thing he was really focused on, so any sudden stops would come as quite a shock to him. If they stopped for too long, he might just collapse, because focusing on every step might've been all that allowed him to keep going.

He wouldn't have thought this such a problem, perhaps, if he knew he was so close to help... but for all he knew, after the hours and hours he must've been walking, he was still an eternity away from the soothing magic that would heal his wounds.
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Alexiel Shinteiv
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As Lysander back-pedaled away from the still quietly-flaming mass of man that was his opponent, yet another source of flame converged on him, not counting the small one that followed his commands.

There seemed to be much fire today. The fires of war itself, the flames of destruction, the flames of camaraderie, and now the flame of hope, burning as it galloped towards them.

The form that hope had taken was that of a horse, aflame as those that had been trying to attack the small group earlier, and that both of the other girls were gravitating towards. Albeit this one's neck was snapped. Atop the horse sat a slim rider, gold hair flying behind her like a banner to announce her arrival into the fray. She was dressed in leather armor adorned with thin plates of metal, to give it added durability, and on a large shield (not the small buckler that Lysander was equipped with), was the insignia of the Lady LaRaquel Feidhelm, Baroness of Belfhaste. It was from she, a good friend of the local ruling lady, whom most of the reserve soldiers had come.

She was armed with a lance, and a spear beside that with a sword on her belt, and as she neared Lysander she slowed, looking from him to the still-unmoving flaming lump on the ground.


"Do you not need reinforcements now?" she questioned, dubious given the level of his injuries, but not seeing any other enemy soldiers running around anywhere...
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Stefan Morton
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[And we all know how much you enjoy killing me XD]

Stefan had to think his battle plan through a whole lot more, otherwise he wouldn't magical powers to show him his upcoming fate, he would die, and there was no way that he was going let that happen, he needed to fight. Various plans began to pass through his head at this head. Of course the seering pain now passing down one of his arms was going to be a bit of a hidnerance to the fight, but when Stefan glanced ti the man, he noticed that he was breathing heavily too, it seemed that he had fallen prey to a lucky punch from Stefan's fist.

This was great, his arm was killing, he was going to have to fight one armed for a while, his right arm was uninjured, now he was going to have to look for gaps in the sword. Stefan knew where he would be weakest, his whole head was a weak spot, so that was one target, if the sword moved out of the way, he might be able to get enough strength for a nice hard swing.

Of course, the death of his partner was something that he could try and manipulate too... Something else passed his mind, Despair, he could try and get the attention then get to Despair to attack, the only question was, would she be up to it? Hopefully if he could catch her eye she would understand. However, if she didn't he would have to get the swordsman to to take a shot at him once again, and he could try for the head, or even better, the stomach or groin area, that would really hurt, it could even get him on the ground, then it would be pretty easy to beat this fool.

'How come I am in this situation, if I had chose someone else I might have been sent elsewhere, and wouldn't have to face this oaf and have him cry about his Electabuzz.' Stefan wasn't even going to waste his breath speaking to this "gentleman". Here, his actions would tell a thousand words. So by the punches he was going to throw at this bloke, he was going to try and "speak" about five thousand words, maybe even more. Five punches could do some serious damage if he performed them properly.

There was no holding back now, Stefan's own life was on the line.
Edited by Stefan Morton, Nov 8 2008, 07:57 PM.
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How much more of this.. His mind groaned, at the pain she still felt in the shoulder. The walk itself wasn't that bad, but of course would be so much better if his shoulder hadn't gotten so mangled up in the process. Though, he try to think it could be worse. There was a possibility his arm wouldn't even be here if the man had come down with a harder strike.

Though, that thought process wasn't really helping him now. As he could lose his arms if he didn't find someone who could patch him up soon. Though shortly after, he could see something else that was heading towards him. Please. Not another enemy soldier, I don't have the energy for it. His mind prayed silently as the large flame approached him. Though, to his surprise it wasn't a large flame but rather those large flaming horses that some people possessed. To even top it off, there was a female rider on it, who was equipped with a larger shield and more assortments than him.

Blond hair that glistened in the sun, it was a very lovely sight.

He was speechless at first, perhaps shocked by the coming of this rider in his time of need. The only thing he could do was nod slowly, showing that he needed her help. Schneider looked on him and the large steed. He approached it with a step, though almost instantly retracted it back. The flame on his backside died down itself and that's when Lysander was able to take his attention off the female. He took one of the Pokeorbs from off his belt and the rune began to radiate with a light. A beam shot and surrounded Schneider, effectively pulling him back in the orb.

In Lysander eyes, the Cyndaquil had been the reason for him still having his life now. Though he wasn't showing signs of it immediately, remembering what happened din the last battle when the Pokemon had used that same attack twice, Schneider couldn't even muster another breath of flame. At least now, he could get some rest until they were able to find someone who could heal the both of them.

His vision turned to her once more, as Schneider was now in his respectable place.
Edited by Lysander, Nov 25 2008, 06:45 PM.
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Whether it was because most Caledonians were on the other side of the route, because the soldiers were busy, or because they just didn't care, Luci was able to search the body without interruption. Naturally, Luci kept everything she could carry, though to be discreet she wasn't able to get a good look at everything yet.

The ponyta's head and part of its neck, Victoria found upon approaching, was indeed at an impossible angle, and the eyes rolled strangely in their sockets as one fixated on her. It let her get on, though it didn't help by lowering itself; it was awkward, getting on the ponyta's back with only one usable hand, but Victoria managed.

Although it was quite obviously getting impatient, the ponyta waited until Lucianna finished her looting and her game of charades, and let her hop onto its back. Then, with a relieved cry, it took off, running through the fields and laughing in exhilaration.

The ponyta's body practically flew over the grass, leaving the battle behind in short order, as well as most everything else. The rest of the world was a blur, and the only thing for certain was the howling of the wind and the rhythmic sound of the ponyta's hooves hitting the dirt.

After a while, it finally slowed to a trot and then stopped, just in the middle of a wide expanse of tall grasses. Pokemon flitted through the grass too quickly to see, and the walls of Ulster were visible, well within walking distance - though it looked like they'd have to make it around the walls to the gates if either wanted to get inside the city. Surely there would be healers there, and both could use some healing.


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The plea for help was received rather well, seeing as Lorelei's companion was far from 'happy cheery peppy healthy' as he probably could have been after this battle. A couple of the nurses came over and took the man to one of the nearby cots, where they furiously began to work on putting salve on his burns, as well as patching his injuries up. If he made a fuss about where exactly he was hurting otherwise, they probably would be able to catch just about everything they would miss if he did not. Otherwise, they were very ginger with their details, trying their hardest not to put him under too much duress. The pain from having such wounds would be enough to put anyone into shock.

An armored man came up to Lorelei, having seen them come inside the tent. It seemed he was the guard, and was very interested in what was going on. Thankfully, he was not high enough up to tell her to go back into battle. It seemed he noticed the arrow sticking out of her shoulder at that moment, and turned towards one of the nurses.

"Ya missed one!" he called out angrily, "Get dis girl patched up too!"

The nurse came over in an instant, helping Lorelei to another of the cots, but not before the man grabbed her other arm and gave her a rather stern glare...

"Ay tink it'd be best to talk to ye after ye get better..."

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It was apparent the man did not need reinforcements at the moment, as the fighting was... not here. It was over there, away from him. Despite this, the woman awaited an answer fore a few moments. Upon not receiving a vocal one, the woman gestured with her hand towards one of the men behind her. He responded almost instantly, and, along with another member of the army, walked over with a stretcher for Lysander. He examined the man a moment before nodding at the other. The both of them held the stretcher out.

"Ye should get on... ye dun' look so good," he instructed, "Y'need medical treatmen, an' fast."

As he said it, a Chansey came over, to help him with his duties probably.

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Stephan did indeed perform his punches properly, or as properly as one could under his conditions. If the man could hear fists speak, he would have most certainly heard five thousand words being screamed at him. Instead, he just felt the pain, as five thousand words being thrown in one's direction hurt. A lot, as one would expect. It probably felt like five punches.

Well at least this five thousand words.

The man stumbled backwards and fell over, not exactly dead, but knocked out to the point of not getting up anytime soon. If Stephan wanted to kill him while he was down... now was the chance... but that was all his choice.

It seemed that things were beginning to settle down now that the battle was mostly over. Did Caledonia win? It was hard to tell at this point, soldiers were lying all over from both sides...

It did look like reinforcements were here... but that could mean anything.

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