Warriors RP.

"Yes. It looks like the humans are gathering over there. To good to sit with others. Not that anyone would want to sit with them anyway." Sovan said looking at them. "Some of them from the looks of it have even brought their...what do you call them again? Guns." He said shaking his head. "Such an unhonorable weapon."

"a piece of weaponry such as that does not belong in a world of honor, why they even invented such a thing is a dishoner itself. This is a weapon." he says as he unsheaths his fathers sword.

"Yes. A sword, a dagger, a bow. Those are true weapon. They require skill to use. Talent and persaverance. One day humanity will be looked down apon by the divinity." Looking at them with narrow eyes. "We shall show them the power of true weapons and warriors."

(Like the new avatar? Made it myself.)

"That they shall." he said. then the announcer had began to speak, Algadrais took a knee to relax himself and listened to what the announcer had to say.

(I'll do the announcer.)

"Honored warriors. You have indured combat in the feild already. Showed your prowes with stealth. Now you will prove you might in straight forward combat. The matches will be two on two. I you have entered the compition alone you may ask another to be and ally during your bouts but you may fight alone if you so desire. But you do so at your own risk. I ask that you fight with honor. But I say this. These matches have no rules other then this. Win. You win either when an opponet is knocked our or killed. Do you have any questions warriors?" He asked looking out at all of them.

algadrais begins to speak with a loud and firm voice, "If a challange may so happen to arise, can a party of two face off against more than just two others?" he asked as we begins to walk to the center of the arena.

"If cercomstances arise then yes if you so desire. But these challenges will be done in tournament style. Every team of loner will be given a number. Those numbers will dertermin who you face off against. Their will be two elimination rounds. The last wich will only be 10 teams will be a free for all." The announcer said as a large shere with a hole in top rise out of the ground. "Reach in and pic a number. I warn you all though. Should you try to influence the outcome of the drawing. You will regret it. The effects will be quite detramental to your ability to fight." He said as Sovan drew his teams number. "We've got one." Sovan told his team mate.

"who shall we face then? i am truley hoping many of the humans will survive so you and i may battle them all in honor of our people." he said as he looked at the rows of humans whom have entered the tournament, but his eyes laid rest on one soul human, one with a small crown atop his head. "look there," he said quietly pointing to the one he was looking at, "their prince, the one whom had killed my father, i want him alone, he must die by my hands so i may regain the honor of my father. i ask this of you, if he survives allow me to face him alone, you can have everyone else whom faces us at that battle." he said with a fist full of hatred held to his chest.

"Very well. I see his General is the one who attacked our kingdom. Slughtered my family and savagely shot my brother. Looks like they're on the same team." He said with a reptilian his at the humans. "I beleave we're facing the team of aquarins first. Swift and intelligent. But not quite as strong out of the water. They can also manipulate is as well. Luckily their isn't any close enough here for them to use."

"the fact they would enter such a tournament boggles me, they are at a severe disadvantage, o well, a fight is a fight, as long as it is an honerable one." he said still staring at the human prince.

"Yes. Well the Aquaians are still brilliant tactitions. Keep you eye out on them. As for the humans. Who knows what they have up their sleeves." Sovan said as they walke to ther starters cercle at the center of the arena.

algadrais set his gear down on the ground placing a bit of ritual dust around it then pulled out his flute. as he walked to the starters circle he played a vigerous tune which was the theme of battle for his kind. he left his weapons in their sheaths and remained in the circle playing the flute until the battle began.

Sovan simply drew his swords and looked at their appontents. "This is gonna be good." He said in a low excited voice.

as the two aquarians charged sovan and algadrais, he had drawn out his fathers sword and attempted to kill the aquarian in one blow, but the beast blocked his blow and unlike his usual weapon choice he drew out his dagger instead of his own sword. he had lunged his daggar at the beast, but like the swing earlier, it was bocked. "This is going to be a great challange." he said to sovan.

The other drew a staff made of a strange blue metal. The Aquaian lashed out. It matched Sovan blow for blow. "Yeah I think your right." Sovan said.

Algadrais had used his sword to swing and as the aquarian blocked, he lunged his dagger into its stomach, barley peircing through its armor and skin, but enough to make it back up a couple of steps. sa algadrais lunged for a second attack, the aquarian drew a second sword and pierced him through the leg, evading his attack. as algadrais dropped to his knees, a worthy death indeed, the aquarian had raised both its swords to remove his head, has the aquarian brought his swords down, algadrais lunged under him sending his sword through the aquarians chest, the blow had devestated the creature and it collapsed down onto algadrais, and one of its swords had been sent through his back, almost piercing his spine, but luckily missing only hitting a few inches off to the side. Algadrais rolled the dead aquarian off of him, and he lay there, waiting. he brought out his flute and began playing a tune that had been long lost to all, a secret drudaic healing tune. he sprinkled dust onto his woundsas he had played the tune. the music was quiet at first but as his wounds began to heal, the music got louder, eventually loud enough to where everyone in the arena could her it over the fight between sovan and the other aquarian.

Sovan and the other Aquarian fought hard against one another. Matching each blow. Eventually the aquarian landed a deep blow to his right arm. Thinking it's fight was nearly over it rose it's blade slowly and smiled at him thinking him dooomed. As it brought the sword down their was a flash and Sovan was now behind the being. He drove his other sword through it's back and then sliced it's head off with the other. His arm already nearly healed.

realizing the battle was over, Algadrais stood up and stopped playing his flute. he walks over to Sovan, "An honerable battle indeed. i must aquire their names from the announcer, i keep this on me at all times." he pulls out a small book fromone of his many pouches, then opens it showing it th Sovn. "these are the names and races of the most honerable battles i have ever been in, wether one on one or teams verses teams." he flipped through almost fifty pages, full of many names and races, before he came to a blan page.

"Ah. I see. I do not keep those things written down in such a way. I keep them in my mind. And my swords remember them as well." Sovan said as they walked back to the rows of seats to watch the next bout.

"my mind is full with drudaic spells and rituals, that is why i keep these things on parchment, so i do not ever forget an honerable name. i wish that all honerable ones i have faced will be remembered, and when my kingdom is rebuilt, i will create a monument of honor and place their names in the monument, and when i do so die, i will have my name written in the book, and etched into the monument." he said, with a strong face of pride and dignity, as he placed the book back in its respected pouch.

"Ah. I am sure many will go to see it and know of those honorable warrior's written their. I keep them in my mind for a simple reason. There is nothing that can destory it. Paper can burn but a memory can live forever. I do intend to write it down someday though." Sovan said as the took their seats and the second fight begain below.

"it is better to write it soon, unforseen, unfortunate events may ever occur, making ones life cease before those names can be remembered. The monument i intend to make will be made from the most durable crystal ther is, making it a beutiful site all will come to see one day, even those who are human. Your name will be placed on that monument along side mine and our fathers, though i have never came across your father or your brother in past times, they both seem to be honerable beings, foreso they will be placed in that monument. though, i do ask, if i die in your steps from any sword or other weapon of choice, play this tune on your flute, so i may venture my body and soul, to the Den Mother, the goddess of the wolves. this is a common ritual to our drudaic kind, but takes great discapline to recite, our peoples fur is removed, or skull, we choose when we are elected into the durdaic order, i chose both, then the song is played at the time after the removal in which our body evaporates into the air, sending us to the Den Mother." he says as he hands a small piece of parchment to Sovan with some musical notes drawn on it.

"I thank you and I am truely honored. Thankyou for your kind words of my family. My father was a shoman. My brother had the same nact for nurturing things. I remember him always bringing home a small wounded animal. He'd treat it till it was well and then send if off to it's home." Sovan siad smiling as his hand drifted to the crystal hanging from his neck. "And as for those names. Remember I said my swords remember them too. I meant that literally. A simple spell withll cause the swords to show the names of all those who have fallen in battle to me."

"Ahh, much abliged, your father was a shaman, and your brother had a drudaic sense to him, if his spirit is young enough, i could possibly teach him the ways of a druid when he is returned to flesh and bone. My people do have their own ways, a spell, though it takes five nights and ten druids to compell, we have this ritual using merley a small animal and a spirit of a fallen one, we can transform the small creature into a humanoid for the spirit and replace the creature with the spirit who is honerable enough to return, but we have to find nine more druids to do this ritual, and they have to have great knowledge of the Earth Mother and her ways. Find me nine druids, and a small creature you want his body to take after, and the ritual will be conducted. but be weary, it will take five days and no trespassers may enter the alter, even you, unless yourself is one of those nine druids that we must find. we can have a host for your brother sooner than you have anticipated. a search, a secondary quest has been brought before you for the return of your brother, and before he is ressurected, i wish to prepare a ceramony of honor, to knight him, and to give him the oppertunity to become a FeralClaw Druid of the Den Mother." he said with great care and pride. he pulls out a piece of parchment which held a map of a large outlaying area, where the temple was held was secreted in the mountains where his people had resigned for many years in past times. "after the tournament, we should venture here," he pointed to a mountain on the map, "there may still be drudaic priestesses living there. The ones who cannot fight a horde of men often retreat to the temple for safety, and stay there until a warrior returns for them, if one does not, they remain in the mountains or venture off to a newer location." a small tear shead from his eye as he looked away from sovan.

"I thank you my friend. I was thinking of another way to bring him back. But your's ultimately sounds more in line with nature and less dangerous. I beleave my brother would be honored to learn from you. As for his age. Well..he's diffinately young enough to learn openly. He was eight when he died. That was three years ago. We'll venture their after this." Sovan said as at last the firts round of elemination ended.