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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 10:08 pm
Dythus Ashizi
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"The Silence..."
The Third| Unbreakable| Elven| "Ash"| Expert Swordsman
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . :㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Dythus' eyes widened and he instantly gripped his sword, so it was threats now? "I ... Neću dozvoliti vas uvrede početka. i neće igrati tvoj malen utakmica ili, ako mislite da ste može ubiti me onda pokušavaju da." He responded. Dythus wouldn't just be insulted and threatened like that, and Vincent decided to make a game out of it too, which angered him. "To answer your...question, I don't know." Dythus admitted, he knew that Vincent would probably have a brand or something on him that symbolized his clan though, Asha had one of the Pylantuh on her right arm. His facial expressions were shrouded by his cloak, but he was enraged, it could be told on his face if it could be seen. Dythus' best guess was it was one of the clans who hated the Pylantuh, that was easy enough to know, but he didn't know which one. "I bet you have your own somewhere on you." Dythus said, referring to the mark of Vincent's clan, he still didn't know which one though.
Dythus attempted to keep control over himself however, but his grip did not come away from his blade, he had to be ready for anything, anything at all. No matter how much he hated it, he had to take this guys smack talk with a smile since they'd be traveling together, he normally had zero problems with other Githzerai, but he doubted he and Vincent would become fast friends. He was about to actually draw his blade before he remembered that he couldn't fight to kill another one of the guardians, but he would make it clear who he was himself. Dythus was tempted to actually throw something at Vincent using the telekenisis he'd been developing for years, first learned from his parents, later trained by Asha. "Sve se a oruzje za moj vrsta. ne zaboravite da." He said in a hushed voice.
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"You do not know true pain...
Until you've crossed my path."
[[Sorry if you don't understand exactly what that is...the translator is acting oddly. I'll do a personal translation if you need it.]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 11:18 pm
Vincent Cryssagrim Vincent chuckled at the boy's retort. It really tickled him, hearing him speak in his own language. He wants to fight but knows he can't since I'm a guardian. The remark about his clan symbol made the smile which had consumed the majority of his face fade a bit, but not much. "Here child." He said extending his palm to show him the emblazoned mark. "Sve vaše oružje su mina kao suvise." After a moment or so he retracted his hand, and took the other off his sword. "Krivoverje' s istoriju zadatak. Ikada čuli za Asmodeus? Pravedan seti se priče da kažem da ga pred izbor borbi sa mnom." The whole scene was rather loud, as Gith was a somewhat difficult language to understand in a hushed tone. But the boy seemed well learned in the tongue, so it would probably wouldn't matter either way. Vincent stood from his chair and beckoned towards the door. "Ako želite da se bori protiv onda se dozvoljava da stručna. I obećanje i neće ubiti te." He said with a smile. Oh how he hoped Dythus would take him up on said offer, and oh how he hoped the boy knew what he'd said before truly meant. This should be entertaining. Maybe the King should be informed, perhaps all of them should be informed. "Da ili ne? Ste im kažu." He muttered bending down to the table. One of the servants had refilled his glass with wine, and he might as well drink it now. And now he waited, the next moments it seemed as if time slowed. The first major confrontation to be met on the journey, and they haven't even left the castle.The events occurring were all rather funny in Vincent's mind. Insulting someone to that degree always was. And the reaction he received was just what he'd hoped for. He respected the boy for talking back to him, he wouldn't stand to be talked to like that. But, he was still a Pylantuh in Vincent's eyes, and until he proved his worth, Vincent's statement would remain true in his own eyes, and perhaps in even Dythus's eyes if he wouldn't accept the challenge. If he was truly raised by Gith he'd answer it, hands down. The King, however, might not approve of such a thing, especially between two people entrusted to protect his daughter. Oh we're merely sparring my lord. He thought to himself, thinking of way to explain the ordeal if questioned. Oh yes, we're just practicing sire. He continued, chuckling to himself as he went. Slowly once more that familiar smile crept across his face.(( Its Serbian everyone ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 11:57 pm
Dythus Ashizi
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"The Silence..."
The Third| Unbreakable| Elven| "Ash"| Expert Swordsman
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . :㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "I am no child." Dythus remarked quickly, he already didn't like being called a child, and he certainly wouldn't start liking it now. "Asmodeus? Yes, I know..." Dythus responded before grabbing his shield, for that name he actually had to do a little bit of thinking to figure that out, why hint at that name? Vincent had said the conflict would have to be taken away from here. "I ne može i neće odustati je protiv Moja priroda." Dythus could never simply back down, it'd not only be a major blow to his pride, but if he backed down from a challenge he'd be proving that what Vincent said about him was true, and he was desperate and practically obsessed to prove that he wasn't. The challenge was accepted, and their stage was set, all he had to wait for was Vincent, and he was sure the Gith was already prepared due to him starting them off. Dythus only hoped that he'd have the ability to match up, he'd only been around for a few years, and compared to Vincent's age...he really was nothing but a child, but that wasn't going to stop him. "Vincent and I are going out for a second to settle a few things." Dythus said in a louder voice so everyone could hear him, he didn't want them to think the two of them were plotting against them or anything.
Dythus also knew what Vincent was from him talking about his ability. Then it all clicked in Dythus' head, though he wasn't really believing it himself. "He's not...could he...no way." Dythus supposed he was just creating far-fetched ideas now, there was no possible way. Dythus refocused on his current mission for himself, to prove that he was more than Vincent made him out to be, and to do that he'd simply have to duel him, and he wasn't planning on losing a battle. "Come on, the sooner we do this the better." Dythus said, his voice making it clear he was determined not to fail. He'd also need to remove his cloak again, it'd just get in his way during a battle he needed complete focus in, he only wore it when he was certain he could win with little to no effort.
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"You do not know true pain...
Until you've crossed my path."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 3:07 pm
Vincent Cryssagrim "I ne može i neće odustati je protiv Moja priroda." Such eagerness. Vincent thought to himself when the boy said these words. And, he doesn't even know who I am. He was sure the fight would be quick enough, but who knows the boy may be more skilled than he thought. It had been awhile since Vincent had fought someone, the Dol had no need to fight others, so he didn't really receive any opportunities to train there. Might lose. He thought to himself with a laugh. The chances of that were slim even with that. "Vincent and I are going out for a second to settle a few things." The boy told them, good. Vincent hoped that their would be no distractions. All too often were these things nullified by non understanding people. Vincent hated how most of the Gith customs were taken lightly in the eyes of other races, then again most of their customs were them fighting each other for different reasons. Whatever the case no one had the right to interfere. They walked outside and almost instantaneously the boy told him to get ready. Vincent gave a scoff at that note. "One does not rush a fight." He retorted, but he did unsheathe his Kilij, the ebony sword strapped to his back, and unstrapped the sheathe as well as the Talwar at his side. Didn't want those to get in his way later.
As he laid these items on the ground he muttered, "Možete početi.", then returned to his original stance. To signal he was ready he flicked his sword. His first fight in around seven hundred years. Lets hope we haven't forgotten anything. He thought to himself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 3:28 pm
Dythus Ashizi
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"The Silence..."
The Third| Unbreakable| Elven| "Ash"| Expert Swordsman
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . :㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Dythus removed his cloak before gripping his own blade and shield tightly, his snow white hair fell over his face as he removed the hood and his flame-red eyes watched Vincent, he wanted to make sure he didn't make a mistake in this battle. Because of the light armor Dythus wore he had more speed than he naturally would have, and his training increased how quickly he moved too, making him enough of a threat for a quick battle, but when battles dragged out his endurance would fail him eventually. Dythus didn't waste time swinging his blade, even though it'd cause more damage he knew it would take longer than to stab with, and a second was all it took to change a battle in somebody else's favor. So with that in mind he stabbed out with his unbreaking sword, holding his shiled in front of his torso to defend at the same time he attacked, he wasn't expecting to defelct any attacks like that, he was actually just putting it in a place where it was easy to move around.
He didn't do anything flashy with his stab, doing fancy moves in the middle of a battle would result in death normally, he kept his movements basic, but the strength he had came from the simplicity of his moves, nobody he'd ever fought expected something as simple as being stabbed to happen to them or having their head removed with a single long stroke, putting them at a disadvantage, always. His blade was pushed forward toward Vincent's chest with as much energy as he could put in to his strikes, he knew that even though it increased the speed of his stab he would take a second to recover from such a big attack, and that'd put him at a slight disadvantage against Vincent if the stab was deflected, he didn't worry about it being dodged since he still had his shield handy.
Dythus' young features lit up with something akin to excitement as he entered a battle with somebody who he assumed was stronger than him, if what he'd believed was correct and Vincent was indeed who Dythus thought he was then he would be impressed with himself for gaining a victory, he didn't expect it to come easily however. It was hard to believe Dythus was a fighter though, from looking at his face one could tell he'd yet to face a true battle, only battles between him and another, or him and a few others, he hadn't seen more than three people in a fight before and he always fought solo so he didn't know the first thing about losing or giving up. And he certainly wouldn't give up on trying to prove his worth, that was the only thing that make his existence valid, the fact that he had worth...anywhere.
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"You do not know true pain...
Until you've crossed my path."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 7:22 pm
He has white hair like me. Vincent thought, still not really taking the fight seriously. Red eyes too, this guy could be my brother if he wasn't an elf. He joked in his head. A simple sword and shield is what the boy used. Vincent was never one for shields, they just slowed him down, and the protection they gave didn't size up to the mobility they took away in Vincent's mind. Besides if the person whom you were fighting was experienced enough, then a shield wasn't going to stop them from killing you, in fact it might help them do it. To many negative factors for a shield to be effective, but whatever worked for the boy.
The boy started off with a job straight for Vincent's chest. To the point. Vincent thought as his reaction played out into the fight. As Dythus's arm began to extend Vincent started to move, to his right to be more specific. As he did this he moved forward, leaving space between his arm and his abdomen as he did. This left room for the boy's arm to go right through, and Vincent used this too his advantage. He wrapped his left arm around Dythus's right and held him there so he couldn't re position himself, then he kicked the boy's shield aggressively, sending it hard back into his body. Proving the point, shields are not worth it.
"Please try a bit harder than that, it's good that you're not trying to be fancy and all, but it's rather insulting if you don't try." Vincent said turning about and walking to his gear. I think I've still got it. He thought chuckling to himself a bit. But, it was just the beginning of the fight, who knows how things would play out. At least now he was warmed up and ready for action. He flicked his sword again waiting for the next move.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 7:40 pm
Dythus Ashizi
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"The Silence..."
The Third| Unbreakable| Elven| "Ash"| Expert Swordsman
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . :㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Dythus mentally berated himself for not remembering to never let his guard down, no matter what opponent he was fighting. "You want me to try harder, then fine." Dythus said, he cringed when he moved, taking the full force of impact from his own shield actually hurt a little bit since he was only wearing a light set of armor. He threw the sword behind Vincent before stopping it mid-flight and aiming it at Vincent's spine, the blade sped forward to impale Vincent through his back soon after Dythus stopped it using his telekinesis. Dythus kept his shield up, as long as he didn't take another imapct like that it wouldn't hinder him, shields were meant for blocking everything except force after all, if somebody tried to cut him his shield would likely stop it, if somebody hit him with a log or a hammer then he doubted he'd be able to keep going on.
This shield wasn't only meant for defense, Dythus could also use it to attack given the proper chance, and when a shield hit instead of blocking it hurt just as much as any other weapon, if it worked then it was his best bet to use it. Dythus fully expected Vincent to block, dodge, or deflect the blade, and when he did Dythus would be prepared to make his next move. The sword itself, while still dangerous, was not Dythus' true attack, rather a distraction, he took the time it spent flying and the time Vincent took to most likely turn around to move forward a few steps, getting in closer would give him much needed force to bash Vincent with the shield.
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"You do not know true pain...
Until you've crossed my path."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:51 am
Vincent Cryssagrim The sword thrown at him through telekinesis was deflected easily enough. Vincent merely parried it with his Kilij then grabbed it with his free hand. "Telekinesis, you really have learned a lot." He said. He actually was impressed, developing mental capabilities of that degree truly was a featue worth complimenting. However the moment soon ended, as Vincent flung the sword in a spiral behind Dythus, then imitated his last move by using his own telekinesis to send the sword directly at his spine. The maneuver mimiced Dythus's in every way except Vincent charged at Dythus after he flung the sword.
Once the sword changed directions Vincent did a sliding manuever that turned into a sweeping kick from behind. At the same time Vincent also stabbed his Kilij toward his stomach. The ultimate goal was to attack from as many ways as possible. With any luck one of them would make contact with Dythus. With much luck, they'd all hit. Vincent was still pondering over Dythus knowing telekinesis. Who knows what else these guardians may have taught him in the time they cared for him. I didn't matter ultimately though. Vincent could mimic anything dished out that he may have been taught by these Pylantuh.(( Gah, I hate posting such little posts. Try to put more in yours, it effects how much I put in mine. ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:19 am
Dythus Ashizi
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"The Silence..."
The Third| Unbreakable| Elven| "Ash"| Expert Swordsman
± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . :㊋ : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Dythus caught his blade by continuing to move it with his telekinesis, he turned it so it was faced away from him and the grip was what pointed toward him. As the blade slipped in to his hand he was quickly back on the offensive and continued his own charge, planning on using his shield to stun Vincent for a second before delivering the true strike itself, he still needed to get an edge over Vincent to make this easier on himself. Dythus made a quick move over to Vincent's left hand side before attempting to slam the whole shield against his upper body, due to the move he'd made he effectively dodged the stab, not to mention that since he continued to move toward Vincent he actually got beside him as soon as he attempted the kick which meant that was also easily avoided, it was just a matter of being in the right position in this battle.
Dythus would have to be extremely careful with this next move if Vincent attacked him again with that sword, because Dythus knew that if he could see the attack coming he could parry it with ease, no matter who he was fighting or how much stronger than him the enemy was, Dythus had faith in his defensive skills, that was the reason his armor was so light, because instead of hiding behind a plate of steel he had faith that he could survive any encounter with minimal injuries. The fluid movements he made while doing something as simple as trying to shield bash Vincent were something impressive that he'd been working on since his childhood, he had his natural agility and skill, but he turned what could have been something as simple as dancing in to a tool for battle.
Dythus had to recall what happened after he parried the enemy strike, he'd need to riposte before Vincent could attack or he'd risk losing early, if he could be focused enough to actually try to do that landing the single blow on Vincent would greatly boost his own morale. While he fought Vincent he also remembered to make note of every move Vincent made and to remember it later, his examination of Vincent that was being done during the battle only happened because he was searching for any kind of weakness or opening in Vincent's defensive stance. So far he'd only seen a few, where Vincent may have seen many falws in Dythus' stance, he would have had zero flaws if he wasn't fueled by rage in this battle, but Dythus couldn't contain his emotions that well when somebody insulted him or the Pylantuh.
He also made sure not to use too much of his special ability, he remembered that things like that were draining, and if he drained himself too early in this battle then he'd lose quickly. If he couldn't defeat Vincent then he'd drag this battle out as long as he possible could, he'd consider that a half of a victory, and while it wasn't a true victory it'd mean something that he was able to hold another at bay with his own skills, more so if he was fighting a legend. The more this battle dragged out the more Dythus adapted however, adapted to match Vincent and stay alive, and no doubt Vincent was also adapting to the changing situations, they'd both be even if it wasn't for so many factors that kept Dythus from being a master swordsman. He worked his best to remove these factors while fighting Vincent though, he wanted to make sure he could smooth out his own fighting style during this.
His facial expression changed as the battle progressed too, from being completely enraged to actually having a look on his face that hinted he was thinking. The long scar trailing from underneath his right eye started to burn, as he remembered it was a sword wound that caused the scar. He was glad Vincent was taking this fight seriously rather than noticing anything about Dythus' features however, such as his feminine face or the slight looks of caution that randomly crossed his face since he remembered to be careful. If you were to look closely though you'd see that Dythus was trying his hardest to keep from going all out since he knew it'd result in another quick defeat, and he wasn't exactly ready to go down, not without a fight.
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"You do not know true pain...
Until you've crossed my path."
[[Alright, but I'm a little tired so they may not make too much sense right now.]]
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 2:53 am
Very good. He though as Dythus dodged the attack. This was getting more entertaining by the minute. Possibly the most entertaining portion was how seriously Dythus took the whole issue. To Vincent this whole fight was a game for his amusement, but for Dythus this was about honor, and proving himself. And, to this point he had done a superb job of doing so. He was definatly no rookie in battle, but there was much to learn. Although there was always something to learn in times like these.
Vincent gave a scoff regarding that ast remark. He wished he could really get into the spirit of things like Dythus, he fought for not only his honor, but an entire tribe's, and he wasn't even of the same race. It was a very dignifying act for the young elf. Nothing was dignifiable about Vincent anymore. He was an outcast of his own kind, an outsider to his adopters. And one to be questioned to his employers. No, it didn't seem like anyone could really accept him now. Partially he was to blame for this, he let the Dol turn him into the egomanical, self-loathing, and troublemaking, monster he was today. He hated what he'd become, but their was no use in fighting it anymore. Nothing worth fighting for now.
The next move came quick. Vincent almost wasn't ready for it, but he caught himself from the daze just in time. The shield headed for his body was about to collide with him at full force, until he stopped it. Dead in middair. Telekinesis, the boy unlocked that potential, and he had to thank him for it. While the elf might've been capable of small telekinesis like moving his own sword through the air, Vincent's was much stronger, since he was a Gith. The whole move only took a moment. The shield stopped and Vincent spun away releasing the shield just as he did so. Was almost like cheating, but the boy was to blame for it. If he hadn't exposed his powers, Vincent would never have known he could use them.
Seizing the moment to attack, Vincent performed another spin putting him behind Dythus. The sudden halt and then resumption of his attack would cause him to be stumbling forward at this point, giving Vincent the perfect chance to strike. Not wasting any time, Vincent kicked Dythus in the back of the knee to make him fall. Then he kicked him again in the side of his abdomen, all the while prepared for blind strikes he may throw from that sword of his. He was messing with him. He didn't want to beat the kid yet, he just wanted to injure him and watch him try to escape his fate for the next few moments before putting the poor thing out of his misery. It was all a game to Vincent, nothing more, and Vincent had to admit he did respect his opponent for lasting this long, and for even indulging him in the first place.
After kicking the boy in the side Vincent used his other leg to knock Dythus's stable leg out from under him, leaving him lying on the floor. All the more just to increase the amusement he got. But, if he continued this he wouldn't be able to restrain himself from having too much fun. So in good show, he backed away from the poor child to allow him to get up and fight again, if he wanted to continue. Vincent was sure he would, so he waited for him to make the next move, this one would be the last. If this fight didn't end soon Vincent would wind up killing him, or someone would come out and see the whole ordeal, and that wouldn't bode well, he was sure of that.
Pity he had to abide by the rules of these humans. He'd forgotten how much fighting someone truly was. Was as fun as playing music, in fact fighting was like music in a way. You had to stay in key with the other person or you'd hit the wrong note. And with the training Vincent had been through in his past life, it was hard for him to hit any of the wrong notes, in music or in battle. However it was not impossible, if true emotion could be seized from him, or if the other person was talented enough, then victory or at least hendrance from defeat could be achieved. Vincent cracked his neck. He knew that in order to finish this in the next move he would have to be serious. Otherwise this could drag out for awhile, which wouldn't be good for his reputation, or the current circumstances that he and Dythus were both in.
(( Lets wrap this up, otherwise we're gonna make a plot hole. And thanks for putting in more, that makes me feel more comfortable. ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 8:56 pm
[What's going on? It would be nice if you guys included others to try and get everyone to talk...aren't we suppose to get knowing one another?]
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 1:19 pm
(( We're fighting. We did include you, back before we started fighting. It's just that no one posts actively so we went ahead with it. ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:57 pm
[My internet was down due to the box breaking and what not so I couldn't really respond..i'll just wait till you two are done..nothing much I can do now]
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 5:34 pm
(( Really all you need to do is read the first three posts between us and know we're fighting. Just type a response that leads up to this point now. Let it bee known that if Riovas and Ryonara don't post by tomorrow I'm having them replaced. ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 5:38 pm
[Did you send them PM's about posting? Perhaps they have things to take care of, you have to understand that people get busy randomly or something happens to their internet like what I had to deal with. And beside that, what would I post in response I'd rather wait till you two are done, and I'm sort of waiting for Norschtalen to respond]
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