Skallagrim

The God-Killer vs The Baron

Well, well this is getting interesting. And I do feel miffed that Seed is considered the top dog, no offense Seed. Just hurts that people see me as a decrepit old man who has lost his skillz.

Arena Chat Thread

Ohhhh a challenge . . .

End of a Dreamer

Alright. I must apologize beforehand. I most likely won't respond before Sunday. I will try but I cannot make any promises.

End of a Dreamer

Hmmm . . . at our speeds I think realistically we are no further than 21 feet, if I were to hazard a guess, and you can decide if it makes sense, we are within melee range for a second or two before we start moving away from one another, thus a melee exchange or two.

Also, I figured you could move faster but had mentioned the above mentioned 300 somewhere. Being that I am using EM to move, I can also accelerate to greater speeds, only limited by friction. But then those speeds would not be fun and not allow us to hash things out.

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Good. It'll be Tasuke and I against the world. How romantic. Oh yeah, and my students. They're included in that...somewhere.

@Seed

You sure Tasuke is joining you? Also, should I get in this secret war. I am torn between being a heel or a face.

End of a Dreamer

Fury- He burst forward and rightward, there was still some small distance to be made, he’d look into the eyes of the monster who destroyed Antire before this was done, of that he was sure.

Forward and right

Skallagrim-The magnetic force accelerated the Dreamer who was also dropping in height as the pull of gravity tugged on the man as he flew towards the pillars.

Forward and down.

Hence- As the Dreamer moved, he spun on his body axis, whipping around so that he was facing towards the man who had come to kill him. Whirling so that the black pulsating shield came around first, followed by the luminous war sword, which ripped through the air. Ionizing the air, trailing a plasma stream behind it.

We are being pulled away from one another, we can strike at one another albeit briefly then rely on ranged as we are going separate ways.

Speedwise we are not far apart, once I get moving it will only be about 270 miles per hour, slightly faster than you. Initially, I am probably accelerating at close to 100 mph in this movement allowing use to exchange blows before our combined speeds pull us apart.

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Regardless if Melon beats me or I beat him I probably will get involved in this dustup.

End of a Dreamer

Time was nigh at hand, the battle would culminate. The Dreamers; whispering, screaming, imploring for Skallagrim to try one last time to spare the last member of the Fireen species. When the man once known as Manadar Rane stopped, paused to compose an answer there was hope. Many voices cried out that perhaps reason had broke through the fog of misguided hatred. For a brief second, even the Walker between Worlds felt that he had broken through the great veil, that he had given the man a niggling doubt, one that would require him to examine the events that led him to this point.

That hope was dashed when the man’s weapons flared. The multitude of voices that had a moment before prayed for peace now lay silent. The Dreamers removed their consciousness from that of the Cughtagh, from the Queens champion. From the grand executioner of all events, that required an extinguishing of possibilities.

The floating Fury circled the Dreamer who merely lowered his head, there was no hope now. The last of the Fireen would die this day, the last of an entire species and he would never know that his enemy, his creator and his destruction had hidden within his very being. Fury's very words carried the truth. He was far too gone to be a rational being, he was naught but a mindless puppet.

“We have failed then,” Skallagrim spoke to himself, to the other Dreamers. “Such a species, flawed and damaged, but one that held such promise.”

Then it began the last dance as the Fireen moved. He was nothing if not predictable. Movement, a burst of speed by one man. A simple release of control by another. Fury detected by the galdhr, movement and mass. It was all an intricate dance of move and counter. A shimmering ran through the tethers holding the Dreamer in place, then they exerted their control over the form of Skallagrim. The parabola between the metal pillars and the man who was now being summoned to them via the great pull of the highly charged pillars. The magnetic force accelerated the Dreamer who was also dropping in height as the pull of gravity tugged on the man as he flew towards the pillars.

As the Dreamer moved, he spun on his body axis, whipping around so that he was facing towards the man who had come to kill him. Whirling so that the black pulsating shield came around first, followed by the luminous war sword, which ripped through the air. Ionizing the air, trailing a plasma stream behind it.

The warships far above moved with great haste to escape. The beginning of the end was near. The atmosphere was being consumed by the gamma energies of the sword. How far apart were the two men, both traveled in the same direction, yet their trajectories were far different. The Dreamer was being pulled to his left as he accelerated towards the pillars of metal while the Fireen was moving away.

The Black Mountain (open tournament)

Looking good, this should be a great way to start off the fighting season.

Arena Chat Thread

The problem Seed is there are slew of people lining up to fight you and your missing students. Also some of us, like me, don't have a character capable of facing your characters. *sob*