[@ZekariVoblis][@TheDarkTemplar]


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The big orc didn't back down from the gazes of his opponents, did not wilt under the stare of the Dullahan and her bow wielding ally. The way of the orc was direct confrontation. Kill or be killed. Glory in life and death. Mogesh, who had claimed the title of Warlord, would never allow himself to be bested without giving everything he had to the confrontation and earning his place beside his gods. 
The two began talking in long-winded explanation of names and customs but the Orc merely tracked the Dullahan as she made a slow turn about the room hoping to force him to turn his back on the archer. Not that it mattered.

[color=9e0b0f]"Your names are meaningless to me."[/color] An almost idle wave of his hand initiated the fight. With the Archer dealt with, or at least occupied, Mordesh returned his attention to the Dullahan woman with nothing but contempt hiding behind his helmet. wordlessly he crossed the space between himself and Alisa, his strides eating up the distance in seconds, to sweep his axe from right shoulder to left hip before halting the momentum of the downward swing and pushing forward with the handle of his weapon to simultaneously block any attempt at counter attacking and also throw the girl back. 
With such a power difference between the two, even a glancing blow would tear open the Dullahan. 


[hider=Syndana 'The black']
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The archer never realized his shots. Triangular pieces of sharpened metal took every arrow out of the air mid flight before a fifth cut the string of his bow. The only shadows in this room would be Syndana. Last of the Lost. When an elf betrays their kind, kills their kin, and forsakes their homelands, they are branded Lost. Syndana was one such Elf.
From the skylight she dropped into the room, a tight roll that put her back on the balls of her feet in a lunging rush at Djin. Twin daggers flashed in a dizzying display of thrusts, jabs, swipes, her footwork was losing momentum as she continued her sudden rush upon her opponent but confidence oozed from every inch of her. 
With a quick double slash of her twin daggers, Syndana disengaged with a simple springing kick backwards. Her next move was one of complete grace as the Elf deftly tossed her dagger up into the air and flicked another sharp metal triangle before catching her blade again in the same movement. 
Then she came right back in again.