[CLOSED] Domestication of Gladiators

[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv5 (Sang the Pitmaster L4– 34hp) – Spiked Chain / Short Sword (Kobold Patrolman #1 L2 –0hp) – DEAD! (Kobold Patrolman #2 L2 – 0hp) –DEAD! (Direwolf #1 L2 – 0hp) – DEAD! (Direwolf #1 L2 – 0hp) – DEAD! Relsialle oozed confidence as the final patrolman fell, the pit-master may have specialized in single combat but was at a severe loss when facing the superior odds of the pair...especially when they knew each others combat styles to a point of sync...playing off each others moves and attacks perfectly. As Rue pushed the enraged Sang away, the distracted kobold found himself face to face with the bigger sister...her sharpened knife glowing bright red. “Hello hun!” The rogue teased, looking into the black eyes of her attacker before trusting the weapon forward, the brilliant colors of the weapon shedding its unholy energy and vicious poison status, the icon appearing just as the second and third cuts slashed through the leather armor and red hide of the flailing and surprised quest-boss. The Irish-woman gritted her teeth as she pushed the roman-themed monster to Rue, the creature pushed back and forth between the two girls like a soccer ball on a playing field. (Sang the Pitmaster L4– 18hp) – Spiked Chain / Short Sword (*Poison*) (Kobold Patrolman #1 L2 –0hp) – DEAD! (Kobold Patrolman #2 L2 – 0hp) –DEAD! (Direwolf #1 L2 – 0hp) – DEAD! (Direwolf #1 L2 – 0hp) – DEAD! Even she was surprised how they were able to play off of each others strengths so soon, the damage dealer utilizing a tank of her abilities to the fullest, all while Rue was able to call the shots that enabled the most efficient use of both her stun and damage. The sudden turn of the tide allowed the thief to relax a measure, a bright smile appearing on her features as the enraged reptile slung its chained weapon around...predictable enough for the pink-haired musician to dip back slightly to sail by her...only for it to crash on the unbreakable shield of her counterpart. Sang screeched loudly as he saw the situation rapidly change...slinging its weapon around a second time...only directed at the comfortable figure of the DPS'er instead of the tank...her lithe form thrown to the side from the impact. The sound of the chain collapsing on her was sickening as her health bar dropped, the aggro redirected at the drop of a hat.

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[Rue]

"Never Falter Never Look Back!" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ Rue Lv4

As Rue pushed the kobold into the venom embrace of the rogue's dagger. The older sister would volly the duel wielding kobold back to the younger sis who in turn punished the gladiator’s in turn. Trying to break free of the girls assaulted, the gladiator would swing his flail around Relsialle. Dipping away from the spike ball and chain it would head for the direction of the young girl's head. Bringing her shield up and defecting to weapon off of her shield stopping the sisters constant barrage of attacks. The leader would screech in frustration at its inability to defend itself from the flanking of the sisters. Swinging it's flail at the older women once again. It would connect, the ringing of the chain and the sick smack off metal on flesh made Rue's eyes widen as her older sister was batted aside by the kobolds chain. Rue paused and looked to Relsialle as she laid on the floor. The kobold kept his attention on the downed rogue. rue eyes narrowed at the beast that caused her sister pain. Rue clenched her teeth and moved in front of the kobold, putting herself between the monster and Reliable. Glaring at the monster with anger, Rue would not forgive this soon to be discarded code. The pitmaster swung it's spike chain at the small girl who smacked it back, causing it to smack into it's face. Staggering back she would charge in not giving it anytime to recover. It would swing its sword in a daze to get her at bay. parrying it to the side, Rue smashed her shield into the kobolds face making it move back even more. Driving her sword down and all the way through it's body, even time it got stuck in flesh and bone Rue hit the top of the blade with her shield forcing it through. Two parts would fall to the ground and turn to blue pixels. Sheathing her sword Rue would turn and move towards Relsialle. Kneeling down to her older sister she would have a look of worry as she check to see if she was alright. " Relsialle are you okay. It's okay the fights over you don't have to force yourself, if you need to rest, i'll keep watch". Rue voice was upset as she hovered over the older women, with watery eyes.

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[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv5 (Sang the Pitmaster L4– 0hp) – DEAD! (Kobold Patrolman #1 L2 –0hp) – DEAD! (Kobold Patrolman #2 L2 – 0hp) –DEAD! (Direwolf #1 L2 – 0hp) – DEAD! (Direwolf #1 L2 – 0hp) – DEAD! Relsialle lay crumpled next to a wall as her HP gauge stabilized deep into yellow, the surprise of the impact more damaging than the actual statistical hit…the chain sailing out of nowhere to impact her lithe form, a credit to the unpredictable style of combat that the unusual weapon demanded. Her crystal-blue eyes were blank for a few seconds as her consciousness reset, the blue pixels raining over both of the girls in a torrent...the last creature’s fall now leaving them alone for the caged wolves still stirring in their shelters beside the pit. The pink-haired musician’s breathing slowed for a moment as she lay there, her chest rising slightly as her head rebooted back to life after the sudden stunning blow. The Irishwoman breathed in deep finally in a sudden recovery, her bright eyes fluttering to life with renewed energy as Rue stooped down to check on her. “Ugh…” Relsialle managed to say as she lifted her hand to rub the side of her head where the blow concussed… ”Damn thing had some moves…” The girl dusted off her woolen skirt before feeling around for the iron blade that skittered free on the damp stone. Her fingers stretched out slightly as she broke eye contact with Rue to snatch up the prized weapon, bending her leg slightly to replace it in the leather leg-sheath. The older girl shifted her head slightly to the side to pop her neck before turning to check on Rue, noticing the teen’s look of worry. A bright smile formed as a measure of reassurance as she pushed herself up to her feet again, “No need to worry love, just a single hit…” The girl grinned as she dropped her foot back to steady herself slightly, the thief shaking her head slightly to allow her hair to hang more naturally. “Definitely not the first time I’ve seen yellow…” The girl added with a grin in her trademark accent before offering a soft giggle at her lowered health bar, turning to catch a glimpse of an exit in the distance. The lithe figure of the kunoichi rose up slightly to stretch, her feline grace unaffected by the intense battle or the well-placed impact, she was tired…a feeling no doubt shared by her comrade, but still a speedy exit sounded much more preferred to rest to her at the current moment. ((Shall we wrap after your next? ^_^ ))

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[Rue]

"Never Falter Never Look Back!" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ Rue Lv4

As Rue saw the Irish women would grimace in pain and lift her head. Rue looked at her older sister as she rub the side of her head. Rue smiled as she tired to play it of casually, commenting on the pit masters ability. " He certainly did have skill in fighting, but it's a good thing we were better and equal with it or we would have been in trouble". Rue looked at Relsialle as she dusted herself off tried to play it off as she was fine. He smile grew as she felt around for her weapon, Rue understood Relsialle feeling of not having her weapon near by. It made Rue uncomfortable as well. The roguish women smiled at Rue to reassure the small tank. Pushing herself off of the ground, and saying that theirs no need to worry. Rue frowned at her sister and helped her up. As she helped her sister now she chastised her warmly, " I thought we talked about me worrying for the both of us". Smiling at the older women as she gave her some support. " It's love now is it, I don't think we should refer to each other as love, people might get the wrong idea". Rue teased at her slightly at her older friend. Relsialle steadied herself and regained her bearings, and grinned at her little sister. Watching as she shook her head and let her hair go to it's own devices. Strands of pink silky hair framed the older women's face making it look more narrow and feminine. Mentioning that it's not the first time that she's been in the yellow, Rue nodded " Just make sure it does not go anything less then yellow". The small girl's words were more serious as she focused on Relsialle almost as if she forcing her to promise. Relsialle was just as tired as Rue, who wanted to take a break but agreed that sticking around was not in this place was not the safest thing either. " Don't pass out while were leaving. I saved you from the kobold, just as you spared me from the poison in are pervious fight that makes us even now". Rue started to walk down the hall."Honestly you so cruel to make your little sister worry and put her in danger such an irresponsible sibling.". Rue stuck out her tongue at Relsialle as she continued to poke fin at her as they started to make their way out of the dungeon.

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