The Savant
Danyel
Crusader Lord
shylarah
Lord Shaxx
Birdboy
Quest Abandoner
pandapolio
Sir LurksalotULTFIC
Ultfic examined the poster that his friend was holding weight in front of his face. Taking it he looked more closely. Truth be told he had been waiting for the tournament. Today seemed to be just a starting round and would mainly be a warm up for most fighters. With a wide smile he said with a puffed up chest “of course, what kind of question is that?” he handed the flyer back to Solveig as he turned to the King. “Sir with your permission I would like to enter in these fights and prove we are the best and are not to be trifled with and hopefully knock everyone down a peg or two.” after gaining an encouraging yes he quickly went to the nearest guard and promptly signed himself up.
Ultfic was lead by one of the guards to the staging area for all the fighters to get dressed in their armor and be given weapons. As he was inspecting the equipment two female ladies walked up to him giving him a small bow before saying “We are here to help you sir Ultfic.” He turned around a little surprised by them being right behind him. Giveing a bow of his own he replied “Terrible sorry ladies I didn't see you there.” raising his head he looked again as they had brought before him armor and a sword for the use in the tournament. As he changed out of his normal attire which was mostly leather he accepted the chain shirt they offered along with the steel arm guards. After inspecting himself he settled that would be adequate protection figuring anything more would slow him down to much. Turning to the two young ladies still waiting for him he asked “Would by chance have any type of face paint preferably green?” looking at each other for a moment one went off before returning with a small jar of green paint as she handed it to Ultfic. “Thank you.” he said as he took the jar and gave them his belongings to watch over. Just as they were about to leave he stopped them “Here you go this is for your troubles.” he said as he reached into the coin pouch that was hidden under the cloths he had just given them. Pulling several coins he handed each of them a decent amount and asked if they could take his thing to his assigned room. Looking in the mirror he dipped his fingers in the jar of paint. Make sure to do so with care he applied one line above his right eye with another two lines below it. Being satisfied with the results he set down the jar as he walked towards the exit with the rest of the warriors.
As he joins them at the gate many of the Earthicans were chanting and conducting a variety of other rituals which were common for his people. Grabbing his fellow kings guard he dragged them to the center of the cluster as they formed a circle by linking arms over one another's shoulder. Each of them began shifting side to side as they began chanting/ singing a sort of old warrior song. Almost perfectly timed, the doors leading out into the great arena opened just as the song ended as all the Earthican guards gave out a mighty roar as the marched out into the field clanging their weapons together. Ultfic himself slammed his sword into the shield a couple times before sticking his hands out and yelling out to the crowd which caused a massive roar from the section closest to him.
After all the contestants entered into the center they were greeted by a speech form the princess and were given the rules that were to be followed. She then went on to introduce the more prominent fighters from each of the nations. He took note of some high class individuals were currently in the arena with him. Summing, he was quite glad to hear this hoping that he could beat them personally to submit his people's place as the best. To his surprise Laurel had also joined them in the arena. He had seen her in passing in the palace but nothing really more. He knew she could handle herself but this seemed out of her normal realm being that she had a lack of arrows on her back. He snapped out of this thought when he heard his name being called out as the captain of the Earthicans. Upon hearing this some of the other competitors gave him looks both of slight fear and of hatred. ‘Well this will make things interesting’. He thought to himself.
Once the flag dropped and the fight began he saw many fighters charge out into combat. It was quite clear that Luthrans, and Earthica were in there element amongest the chaos of battle. The Exodus warriors were not very comfortable with the idea of a full on brawl and seemed to prefer one on one dueling. Scanning the battlefield a bit more he saw one of his men be attacked by three armed men with spears. Running up behind them Ultfic slammed his shield into the back of the knee causing the man to collapse. Spinning around as he moved closer making sure the spear that was incoming was brushed off on his shield he pushed forward slamming into the man head on taking them both to the ground. The distraction was enough to allow the other guard to strike the last Exodus warrior eliminating all three. Getting back to his feet Ultfic nodded his head at the guard before heading off back into the heat of combat.
Continuing forward he fought in a contradictory style that was his people's stereotype. Most Earthicans used large weapons and used there much larger size to overpower their opponents. Ultfic rather, preferred to use more speed and waited for opening in his opponent's attack. Looking across the field he saw a Luthran helping out Laurel from his own people no less. “What is that about.” he said allowed to himself as he dodged an incoming strike spinning around and slamming his sword into the assailants back.
Looking around he realized that he had been surrounded by a group of Exodus warriors all slowly closing spears at the ready. Dropping down once again into his stance behind his shield he yelled “well come on then, don't let me die of old age!”
