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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 14:50:39 GMT -5
Ursus rode on the outskirts of Gondor at dusk. He had his Haradrim armor on but the helmet was removed and tucked away safely in the pack that hung from the silver gelding he was riding. Ursus was wearing a long black cloak covering his armor and a hode covering his face. The Easterlings were not welcome in these parts and the Champion did not want unwanted attention.
As Ursus rode on he became aware of the fact that he was being followed. A small smirk danced across the lips of the cloaked rider as the thought of bloodshed swept threw his mind. Ursus reigned his gelding to a halt and hopped off landing gracefully." Come out." He said in a cruel dark voice that drew the attackers out.
The three attackers charged Ursus once and he parried each blow with his Gladius. Then he launched a counter-attack never over extending himself with each attack. One slash tore threw one throat as his disembowled the other." Are you going to attack me aswell?" He asked in a calm voice. The man threw his weapon down and ran away quickly.
Ursus walked the gelding alittle ways further looking for aplace away from the city where he could set up cam and hopefully not be attacked by anyone.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 14:59:40 GMT -5
The sun was warm in the middle of the day and beat down on the smooth white stome of the city battlements, where a wood elf sat, silently watching the people who bustled about the city and walked near her, without noticing she was there. Her long hair picked up in the breeze and she stood up, seeing what looked to be a Haradrim armoured man in a fight with gondorian men who fled at the sight of his weapon. 'Having fun,' she said from behind him, '....you didnt come here to cause trouble now, did you?'
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 15:08:00 GMT -5
Voltan turned around upon hearing someone's voice." That is none of your business elf." He said quietly as he walked to the horse and set it lose to graze as he started a fire." What are you doing out here, Elf?" He asked simply as he pulled the bloodied sword out and began to to clean it.
The Easterling was never one for small talk but he didn't know if she was important to gondor and killing a noble was not on his list of things to do. " Learn waht you can and get out!" That was the last thing the king had said to him nearly two months ago.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 15:10:05 GMT -5
'Humour me, Im nosey like that, I have friends here and I dont like anyone causing trouble for them, edain. What business does an Easterling have in the city of kings?'
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 15:16:21 GMT -5
The Easterling looked up at the Elf." That is my business." He said as he put the short sword down and looked into the fire." Tell me have you seen any other of my people in these parts?" He asked curiously tearing his gaze away from the fire. He had sent his friend Connavar here earlier to scout ahead and hadn't seen or heard from him in a long time.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 15:23:03 GMT -5
'I havent seen anyone....you do kind of stand out,' she twirled a long knife absently in her hand, not in any way that was threatening, but a training habit she had to keep her hands and her fingers nimble. 'Are you looking for someone?'
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 15:41:12 GMT -5
Ursus looked up at her and the knife and instantly drew his two Gladius's and tensed as he watched her." No i'm not looking for anyone in paticular." He said as he stood up." I think you should get back to the city, Elf." He said as he prepared to kill her. THe Champion was very confident in his combat abilities and one elf was not a threat to him.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 15:44:25 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and dropped her knife back into its sheath at her side. '...Twenty? twenty five? How old are you and how long have you been poking people with those rusty things,' she gestured her head towards his ugly looking blades. 'Even if I were inclined to fight you or kill you, I wouldnt need any weapon to do it so put those way before you take your eye out with it,' she said, folding her arms.
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 15:47:58 GMT -5
Ursus let out a small cruel laugh. In his land an insult was grounsd for an attack. Without warning he launched a powerful barage of attacks at her swinging at her throat with one gladius and sending a disembolwing cut at her stomach. As he attacked her he jumped back. Her words had never even fully registered and now he was ready to fight. He stood looking at her after his first wave of attacks and was waiting for her counter-strike.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 15:54:41 GMT -5
She was short and slender and as nimble as a willow in the wind and without raising a weapon she curved herself away from his attacks and used the flat of her arms to block any blows that fell down on her from above. Bloody human men, wraught with testosterone.. she thought, dropping to the floor and sweeping out her doe skin booted foot to take his ankles out from under him. 'if you are finished already,' she said, annoyed at the attack, 'if you are looking for someone, I will help you, if you wish, if you are just attacking me for the sake of being a git then I give you fair warning that you will be carring each of your teeth back to the sunlands with you in a leather purse.'
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 16:10:26 GMT -5
He laughed as he went down and threw his gladius at her when he hit the ground he slashed at her ankles with the other blade. He was up again in a flash and he tossed the other short sword to the ground and unsheathed his long curved saber. HE watched her again looking over her body. He was looking for signs of her attack, Everyone had them his was his eyes blinked right before he seung, once he found out hers he would kill her.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 16:19:23 GMT -5
She watched his dark eyes which were lined with opwered khol to darken them still. She saw and picked up on sighs of his thoughts, his attacks, she could tell after two centuries of training how a person moved before they attacked, how their breathing changed, how their pupils dialated and their muscles stiffened eevr so slightly, their ballance shifted, their hands tighten on their weapon, so many things to look for and to pick up on, so many things that were as bright as a night time beacon saying Im about to attack!! She was highly skilled and hightly trained in the most un-usual and most unused fighting styles in every realm of middle earth, styles that in future millenia would be addopted by some Edain, mortal cultures and re discovered and given the name martial arts. 'Im waiting,' she said, calmly, a womans best attack was one made when a man was off guard and indulging himself in his own attack.
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 16:43:12 GMT -5
Ursus was growing annoyied with this elf. The Easterling warrior looked at the Elf and let a small smirk cross his grim gace as he sheathed the saber and threw his hood back on. Without a second word he jumped into the gelding's saddle and rode away from the elf. He had left the fire burning and his two swords behind because he intended to return later. He didn't care if the elf was there or not though.
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Post by Ryoko on Nov 2, 2005 17:05:45 GMT -5
'....Men,' she watched him ride away and then kicked dirt over the fire to extinguish it. She had no interest in hsi weapons, to her they were ugly and bulky and un graceful, moer a tool for butchering meat than a weapon of battle. Coward, she thought, men would always rather fight than talk and then run than loose or die or come to harm or admit that they were not invunerable. A last check of the fire to make sure it was out, and she walked back to the walls of the city, but thought she would keep an eye out for the Easterling.
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Post by Ursus Voltan on Nov 2, 2005 17:20:09 GMT -5
The Easterling rode into a small farm house he had seen on his way here. He knew how much elves loved life and he also knew that when he butchered this family it would effect her more then any slash from his sword could. As Ursus wode in the family scattered as he threw his cloak off showing his Easterling armor, he then pulled the helm out and placed it on his head.
Ursus dismounted and walked into the house and watched as two men charged him carrying knives. They were cut down in seconds with the saber. Then he looked at the three women and a dark thought reached his mind.
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