LeeRoy

A Clash Of Steel, Battle in the Courtyard

Posting once I wake up, man I hate forgetting to do things.

A Little East in the West, Shin Hunts his First Weapon

The Portal lead him into an outhouse, unfortunately still in use. In this western venue he had managed to stumble upon a man who had pinned the Sheriff's star to his breast. He scrambled desperately to grasp his iron from the belt partnered with a pair of pants on the floor. His fingers had just found purchase on the leather fasten as a fancy leather shoe struck like a dagger into his knuckles. A gross crack filled the outhouse for a moment after, he screamed and found no sound leaving his mouth. Shin had covered it with his hand and held tight.

Bruises formed quickly on the man's face as his grip was iron. The Sheriff would have cried if he were a lesser man but his constitution was admirable. In a moment he would be dead and in another ten minutes Shin would be adorned with his fancy black duster and broad brimmed black rawhide cap. Not particularly his style but this outfit would shield him from any suspicion, the hat would conceal his mask just enough to blind people from his strange manner of dress.

He'd forgotten to take the Star from his chest, or maybe he willfully neglected this detail. Maybe the symbolism of an evil sheriff hunting a man literally followed by darkness was irresistable.

Maybe he just didn't care if people questioned it.

With the setting he couldn't resist preparing himself before hand, something he hasn't played with in centuries. Literal centuries. The Black Staff formed in his left hand this time, despite his left being dominant he normally formed it in his right. Note, he was doing this as he walked through the dusty road. A black gun grew in his hand, little details were obviously ignored due to their superfluous nature in this particular weapon. After it formed, Shin realized his staff had begun to move against his will.

Not a good sign.

It was an extension of his will, if it moved against him there was an issue somewhere. He'd identify the issue after he got the weapon, but right now he needed to keep it reigned in. After a moment of struggling with it, he managed to get it to stop. It had enveloped his entire left hand and forearm, the gun was fused with the mass on his arm. He flexed his fingers and made sure to check that he could in fact use it to its full ability. After another few moments he found it fully functional, but he could not retract the arm into the body.

Shin would have been panicked if he weren't so dead set on his objective. After his preparations were complete, Shin moved towards the center of town. Sundown was upon him and he was upon the end of the road. The sun beat at his back and he stared down the dusty trail. The Tired Old Gun was here, he was fully aware of his presence. Now all he needed to do was summon him. "Jonah!" His voice echoed in the crimson tinted corridors and streets of the small Western American vista. "I've come for you, I've come to put you in a grave!"

With his challenge still floating in the air, Shin waited.

A Little East in the West, Shin Hunts his First Weapon

@MelonHead

-Arenaverse Hub-

Scanning the board slowly he noticed a few tha piqued his interest, though almost all of them hadn't actually come here. Who had put these on the wall though?

Not thinking about the implications of time travel, he took one from the board with some degree of zeal. The first weapon on his agenda would not come to him, he would go retrieve it.

After whipping the paper off the board he dashed out of the room and into the hallways. Past Corban as he made his mad dash out, they had not failed his notice but he was not concerned with just them today. Shin was off and down towards the various exits into different realms, he quickly raised the banner up to his face to see which his charge would be in. It seemed like the western exit into a dustbowl, the time on the paper ticked as if it were electronic. It was just about evening in that realm, Shin made a note of where it would let out so he could get back in.

Shin dropped the paper on the floor as he tore his way into the exit, any passerby could see why he was after him.

Tired Old Gun
With a picture of his face and rough description of who he is.
Unique Weapons: Spouse and Mistress.
With a picture of each and description of both.

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@MelonHead
Certainly lemme write up my exit post on the Arenaverse and we can get started.

A Clash Of Steel, Battle in the Courtyard

Name: Ansgar Nolen

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 160 lbs

Equipment:
Ansgar Sacrifices some defense for more natural movement.

Hand and a Half Flamberge: These swords make parrying difficult as the notches cause vibrations down the attacker's blade. As well their serrated edge causes severe bleeding and wounds that cannot be easily closed. It has a crossguard that extends just far enough to shield his fingers should a blade come down its length. His blade has shallower serrations to allow for a more natural blade, rather than the curved mess of other flamberges.


Lantern Pike Shield: A strange piece, this shield is functionally a part of his armor. As it is fused to his gauntlet. It has a hole where a lantern's light can be shone through as well as a long serrated spike on the front of it. It serves as both a decent shield and weapon.


Sallet and Bevor: A helmet and collar compliment that protects his head, neck and jaw while offering a full range of motion. As well it has a full radius eye hole to allow for natural vision. Rather than crowding his vision in favor of protection.


Brigandine: A cloth and leather body piece that is lined with smaller plates and lines of metal that stops cutting weapons dead simply by virtue of being difficult to cut. More effective against slashing and chopping weapons than stabbing and smashing weapons. His brigandine is plain brown colored.


Chainmail Leggings and Sleeves: Pretty easy to understand simply by the name alone. They cover from his groin down to his shins, shoulders down to wrists. Protecting his arms and legs readily from harm.

Right Hand Gauntlet with Built In Knuckle Duster: The name is more than enough to understand what this is. Since his shield functions as his left hand gauntlet, he obviously needs a right hand gauntlet.

A Clash Of Steel, Battle in the Courtyard

@Doc Doctor

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@Skallagrim
I'm thinking heavyweight, the character sheets aren't quite necessary at this level without equipment.

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@Skallagrim
I was thinking conventional MMA in a ring preferably a cage. Also I totally understand I don't even have a kid and work is taking up all my time.

-Arenaverse Hub-

@ImportantNobody

Ahem. *Puts on reading glasses.* As stated in the original post. Any sort of character is welcome.

Feel Free to post entire character sheet threads into the Characters tab to save time. Anyone and everyone is welcome.

@Doc Doctor

Honestly I'm just trying to keep the thread alive with colorful commentary.