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Oi, DJ should go next then IN.

Interesting how people placed the weight of their weapon but not their width.
I just want a win dammit, @DJAtomika is not making it easy. *shakes fist* I'll get you DJ and your pretty dog too. . . . Ahahahahahahahha!!!


Git Gud.
I thought it was, it was made in the ranking headquarters thing, that's why I was asking how this ranking thing worked. o.o
C'mon guys lets get going, this should be a short and brutal fight. Crush the losers under the winner's heel.


The first battle will be us finding each other. :K
Tordor nodded in agreement, smiling at the exchange between Itsuki and her pistols. He bowed elegantly as he took Itsuki's offered hand and kissed the back of it. "I am Known Simply as Tordor. At your service."

That done he pushed back the edges of his coat and pulled free his own twin pistols before turning to the rack. He could feel the pulses of energy within them; the spirits of Minx and Pixie hummed, vibrating their concern to Tordor. A pale blue light floated over Tordors shoulder as he set this firearms in place despite their apparent displeasure.

”Is this wise?” Whispered the blue spirit. The drowned child was often the most talkative spirit among the souls anchored to his own. Along with being the most easily frightened.

Tordor shrugged. “To tight quarters for them to be of proper use. Besides we’re hardly unarmed.”

Unconsciously he touched his hand to the longsword strapped to his back. He felt the rolling and frightening power within, but didn't move to draw it quite yet. He turned his attention back to the chamber they found themselves in and thought about their next move. If they were going to find this tome, they'd need to find where this keep stored its library. The best way to find it would be to reach the highest tower in order to get a clear view of the entire fortress. It was as good a place as any to start.

He turned to Itsuki,“Alright lets get going, we should head for high tower, it should give us some perspective on the layout of this place.” He moved to one of the long hallways from where they would start moving upwards through the halls and up the staircases toward the central tower.

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That's what you said earlier, so that's your mistake.


I said dialect/slang....not accent..

Whoa, whoa, cockney would be way to strong. Iron Kingdoms slang has some similar words to British slang, but using some of the same words is not the same thing as sounding the same.
I should probably point out My character does not have a British accent. Mostly because I find a black guy with a British accent disconcerting for some reason.

Like giving a giant the voice of a small girl.

Though he is well spoken.

Btw, how do multiple player matches work for teams? Does the winners from one team each get 100 points? Or 200 for defeating two opponents?

And what happens if one person dies but their partner still wins?
The stuttering sound like metal hitting stone greeted Khanza’s ears as his sword struck the back of his opponent's neck. This new information was quickly figured into Tablurath’s battle strategy. What did it mean? Even the kinetic force from his momentum had proven to have no effect. His blade deflected toward the ground sinking into the dirt. He left it there as he landed in a crouch, knees bent not wishing to waste a second as he used that position to spring forward. Despite his first attacks impotence he had no intention of stopping. His first blade had curiously been found lacking, but he’d see how his second sword would fare.

As Rodetta came up from her roll, Tablurath brought his left handed sword up and around, cutting in a horizontal swing from the right of his opponent aiming for her neck while she was still in a crouch as she started to stand from her roll. Seeking to take advantage of her awkward position as she recovered from her backward roll to fully stand and before she could clear her sword from its sheath. Tablurath had kept track of the descent of his two newly forged swords in his mind's eye, his right hand ducking the behind him palm up.

If his first swing was blocked, a difficult proposition given his opponent's position and the speed of his attack, he’d go low in his next swing with his newly caught sword coming around aiming for the side of her knee; the sword held in a hammer grip but with blade reversed. Going for the gap in the armor there while he retracted the first sword back. His opponent had proven quite resilient thus far. He almost hoped she continued to prove as hard to kill just to see how well she was with that sword of hers.

If she ever got the moment to draw it.
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