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Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

The crunching of bone was more than audible to everyone watching the fight, as the assassin's back contorted in ways it shouldn't within Claude's grapple. With a mighty warcry, Claude torqued himself over backwards, pile-driving his opposition into the dirt.

Almost. Once again, the deft rogue escaped the brute's grasp as Claude flailed onto the grass, except that this time, the assassin reappeared only five feet away, hunched over on the grass. It was clear that the bear hug more than incapacitated the assassin, who had only used the very final bits of energy he had to escape what would otherwise have been a neck-snapper.

"Enough..." he called in between coughs of blood as he slumped onto the ground even more. "How could something so foolish-" hacking of his battered lungs interrupted him, and the magician guard stepped forward, placing his hand on the assassin.

"With equal foolhardiness. Stand," he commanded as a gold and white glow passed from his hand onto the back of the assassin. In only a short moment, Claude's sparring partner was on his feet again, brushing himself off. "You are alive by my choice. You would not have even had a chance to fight back if this were not an exam. Remember that," he spoke venomously towards Claude, his pride bruised almost as badly as his body was, as he and the magician turned and stood in line with the other royal guards.

Davos looked towards Claude, eyeing him up and down. His methods were... unorthodox. But he was indeed the victor of the first duel. When it came to the most proficient combatants in Jotenvarr, results was the only thing that mattered. As far as Davos was concerned, Claude provided results. He gave the mercenary an approving nod before turning his head towards the axe-fighter of the guards.

The heavily plated guard swung his great axe up onto his shoulder. This massive weapon seemed almost too heavy to use with two hands, and yet this man effortlessly maneuvered it with only one. Stepping forward, he eyed the remaining members of Trignita before meeting the gaze of their emerald lancer.

"You, there." he pointed to Mikhail. "I issue my challenge to you."

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Claude kept both eyes on the image at the right. Somehow, he taught that was the real one. Or if they were both real and Claude was just seeing the afterimages, well, that was cool too.

@GrafRoy Zeppeli

Yeah they're both him. The idea is that he's moving back and forth between the two places so fast that is looks like he's in both spots at the same time.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Can you open that icon and screenshot what that looks like?

Operation: Shadow Sabre (NEED PLAYERS!!!!!)

Man this sucks. There was a bunch of people on the interest check but look what happened here. Bump looking for people I guess

Fire Emblem 1x1 Tabletop (Player vs GM)

@Shorticus
Actually with the three other people in this thread and one other person who sent me a pm, I'm actually full on this for now. Sorry..

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

What carrier is it?

Fire Emblem 1x1 Tabletop (Player vs GM)

Now isn't this interesting? Count me in if you're still looking.

@Powerpeon

Sure! Sent you a PM.

Operation: Shadow Sabre

bump

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

The only thing to hit the soft grass in front of Claude was his own bloodied hand. While he was sure that his opponent was firmly in his grasp during the down swing, the flailing lanky assassin's body was replaced with the familiar streaks of gray as Claude struck the earth with a thunderous impact. After a moment of glancing back and forth, a loud whistle in the distance drew the attention of both the red combatant and the audience. Standing over fifty feet away and thirty feet up on top of the south courtyard wall, with his back to the sun, was Claude's foe. Or rather, two of the assassin's silhouette stood on the wall as their images blurred the space between them.

The distance between the figures increased along the wall until they were on the due east and west edges of the courtyard, showing off that this man was to crossing the one-hundred foot courtyard and the walls on both sides fast enough to produce stable images of himself on both sides. With a smirk visible underneath the hood, the images rose one hand each, and perched over the walls, kneeling towards the center where the others were. And in a blink of an eye, both images of the assassin sprinted down the walls and leaped at Claude from either side.

Upon their arrival, the assassin began slashing and stabbing at Claude from both sides with a flurry that made Aika's electric-powered swordplay look like an incapacitated soldier by comparison. With so much effort devoted to speed, Claude's armor was able to take the brunt of the onslaught, but he could not get away without several cuts before trying to retaliate.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

With the tip of a great-sword only inches from his face, the assassin's demeanor remained hidden underneath his hood as he slowly lowered his hand and dagger to his side, taking a position of ease instead of one of battle readiness. After a long pause and no response to Claude's comments, the man lunged forward suddenly. The on lookers of Trignita, the Royal Guard, and Davos would be sure that the assassin would immediately impale his own head on Claude's blade if he didn't completely vanish as he lunged.

The streak of dark grays left behind were barely visible to those who believed they were even there, as the assassin reappeared behind Claude in almost the same instant that he lunged, crouching low with his dagger ready to strike. "Normally, I would end you silently, but you need to be taught a lesson," he remarked as he rocketed into a standing position and thrust his small blade up towards the back right side of Claude's neck.