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"Hah! I'm not letting that-" Ross paused as flames bathed his shins, singing his rocky armor, "-Hit me again!" Ross didn't notice Jenso right away, but he summoned his sword immediately, to his right, and swung it towards Jenso, sweeping it low and aiming for his ankles.

A Hero Tale: Oswald

"Hah! I aint exactly a guru, but if there's anything I know about magic, it's where to take your questions!" Freddie assured Oz, "Er, well, not exactly. I mean, I know a guy, or knew a guy, once, but I aint got no idea where he is, or what he looks like anymore! Haha.. It was at least 11 years ago..." The trees surrounding them began to rustle as they traveled forward. Fred looked around cautiously. "He was a mage, or somethin', spouted all kinds of nonsense when he first met me. Said he was headed for some altar beyond these 'ere forest. His name was.. Ehm.. Setsu? or Saizuro? Somu..bu.. I can't remember for the life o' me!" The rustling began to intensify, but Fred didn't pay much mind to it. "If yer lookin' to get stronger, or anything like that, I'd say find yourself a mentor like him!" Freddie didn't really know where to send Oz off to. At the southern edge of the forest, his knowledge on the landscape ended, and the great unknown truly begun.

"Might wanna keep your wits about you, by the by. We might have company soon."

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Ross closed his eyes as the fireball exploded against his face, creating a plume of smoke that trailed past his head, but didn't make him flinch or stagger. Jenso's strike against his foot, similarly, did nothing to upset his balance. But this time, Ross knew to avoid taking another one of those punches. As Jenso launched his signature technique, Ross dispelled his sword and attempted to block it with both of his hands, catching Jenso's fist mid-swing. The power of the plow however, pushed Ross off the ground slightly. The skin around his palms cracked and tore, revealing the layer underneath, but right afterwards, he pulled Jenso by his arm, and smirked, throwing him across the Arena with a spinning toss.

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Ross pulled his blade back and slashed as the ground in front of him, rising a wall of stone to block Jenso's flames. The result was a wide explosion of smoke. Ross jumped through the smoke quickly though, and swung his blade at Jenso horizontally with both hands, while stomping the ground with both feet during his spin, and rising stones around his ankles. Every point of ground that his feet touched seemed to jut upwards, protecting his feet ever so slightly.

The Faraway Land

Could we have a list of the races and their special attributes in the OOC by chance?

I'm toying with an Orc, since they're not nearly as stupid as the typical Orc stereotype in this RP.

Edit: Also, why aren't CS' being made public...?

A Hero Tale: Lystra

~ Chapter 3 ~

_{Honor Bound And Lost To The Moonlight}

Fuso coughed a hefty gust of air as he felt the cold press of wet cloth against his torn abdomen. Several feet away, his wife slept, and opposite to her, Lystra found herself under the watchful eyes of the village's doctors, just as Fuso had moments earlier. They searched her body in panic and pelted her with questions. 'Does it hurt here?' 'Is your breathing normal?' 'Can you move so-and-so?' Emilia watched them both cautiously, still emotionally overtaken by the recent occurrences. Fuso coughed again, and turned his head towards Lystra, who appeared to be having far less trouble than him.

"Is your wrist.." One of the paramedics started, grabbing Lystra's wrist and feeling for any serious injury with their fingers.

A Hero Tale: Lystra

As Zelriane and Kalen walked off into the endless bounty of hills and trees, away from the crystalline lake, Kalen took one final look back to the temporary home of his people. His brother was gone, and his father had been shamed before every last member of his family. Worst of all, Kalen's own honor was robbed from him, forced into the teachings of a madman for the sake of his village. Putting hope in Lystra may have been foolish, but even if she'd failed to save him, or avenge his brother, she'd done more than he could have ever hoped to with the power she'd been able to call upon. It defied all expectations, but this was still his fate. Kalen and Zelriane disappeared over the horizon, bathed in twilight as the sun fall past mountains that hugged the lake's edge.

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~ End Of Chapter 2 ~

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Ross wiped his stomach clean and the cracks began to seal. There was still a gaping hole, about two feet in diameter, where his inner skin layer was visible, but it was closing slowly. "Now that I know you can hurt me," He shouted, wielding his blade with both hands, "The real fun can begin!" Ross charged Jenso and swung his sword overhead with both hands from a few feet away. When it struck the ground just inches in front of him, rocks flew up from the impact point towards Jenso.

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Ross's blade swung overhead, and he spun towards him, exposing his stomach, but preparing to cast another stone spell in his direction, but Jenso's attack that followed hit first. The force of the blow struck powerfully against his stomach. Flames whirled and lashed out as Jenso's fist pushed against Ross' defense. It didn't seem to do anything at first, but as the seconds passed, Ross began to slide back. His heels dug into the white paneling, and after the attack resolved, Ross found himself sliding several feet back, away from Jenso. When he stopped, Ross fell forwards onto one knee and coughed. The area where Jenso had struck seemed to crack and tear, like Ross' skin was made of stone, revealing his abs behind the parts of his shirt that were burned away. His skin beneath the initial layer was slightly lighter, and now, there was a hole in his defense. Ross looked up at Jenso and grit his teeth into a huge smile.

"Oh-kay! That's what I was looking for!" Ross shouted, standing up straight. "That's. What. I. Was. Looking for!!"

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Ross' sword crashed against the white tiles and send shrapnel flying in all directions. The power behind his blow was real even if his speed wasn't all that great. Despite that, Ross kept an eye on Jenso, waiting for his next move. His uppercut was too fast for him to dodge, but once again, Jenso's fist met the durability of stone, crashing against Ross' chin to no avail. His head didn't even wobble, but he smiled and looked Jenso right in the eyes.

"I think I felt that one," He mused, twisting his blade and swinging it around his body in a 90 degree arc in an attempt to strike Jenso.