Duel:Mythayus v Tyler, Chartsend Fighting Championship

Duelists: Tyler vs. Mythayus.
Duel: Traditional 3 posts each, with final defense. 15 minute posting limit.
Stakes: Autohit post. Advancement in the Chartsend Fighting Championship.
Judges: Vakko, Lanlan and Kovl (mid).
Commentary by Raphaline

Floating Village

Tyler :: A figure steps out from the tunnel formation to the south of the Floating Village. A single being donning a black traditional ninja suit with blue trim and a similar colored mask shielding his mouth descends down the beach beneath the setting sun of Chartsend. The warrior makes his way to the battlefield and positions himself in front of one Mythayus. Offering a nod of the head to the combatant to confirm that he would be his competition for the evening, an idle hand makes its move to a steel canister that is latched to a belt wrapped tightly around to the man's waist to position it firm behind his back. Blacked out eyes make contact with the well armored opponent as Tyler's right hand is raised facing his left and the other hand brought to a soft touch with the open palm via steady finger tips. Two puffs of black smoke would appear on either side of the warrior as doppelgangers appear in place, and then again beside the copies. Five images of the same man now stand before Mythayus and each reaches to pull an eager kitana's blade from it's hold. Offering a few stylish twirls of the blade before lowering into an attack position the five men rush. Weaving between one another to distort their image the ninjas proceed with light feet towards their opponent. When they are close enough two would go for the knights left hand in an attempt to disarm him while two more would aim for his legs. The final ninja goes straight for a kill shot by aiming for the necks weak spot despite the heavy helm that made it's rest atop of Mythayus' shoulders.

Raphaline, sitting somewhere in the sands along with many of the folks living in the Floating village, are trying to watch without getting caught up in the storm. While the bard is standing off to the side, making mental note of the choice in moves, a boy alongside her calls out, "Everyone was kung fu fighting!" The bard pauses her thought to try and comprehend such an odd statement. Ninjas, in hollow? Odd.

Mythayus smirked. His royal blue eyes focused on his opposition. He took the opportunity to use the two going after his left arm against them swinging the bastard sword in a powerful swoop, He would at the same time bring his shield up to protect his vitals. A faint glow came from under the helm as the sky darkened. Flashes of lightning seemed to getting pulled towards the combatants but wasnt much of a treat for the moment. He would attempt to move to avoid his legs from getting hurt, but he was to focus on the storm he was creating. One of the ninjas manages to find a weak point in his armor and manages to draw first blood on the knight.

Another figure, probably the boy's father, scoops up the small child, chiding him for making such a crass statement! He walks off, mumbling about the indecency of people with weapons and fighting so close to homes! On the other hand, the bard is trying to look between the two figures, one she hardly knows and the other a complete mystery. As first blood falls, she hollers, "Be careful with that dragon blood!" Somewhere in the crowd, she can hear a collector of such things rubbing his hands together if that blood ever hits the sand.

Tyler :: The duo aiming to disarm the hefty knight are discarded just as fast as they were summoned. The bastard sword colliding with their small frame causes them to explode in a puff of smoke with a light popping noise as each faded. The air born would slam into the surface of the kite shield and offer and "Umph!" as he fell to the sand below before quickly rising to his feet. The trio regrouped after the first successful blow had been dealt and the one who broke flesh swiped his blade by his side to toss excess blood to soil the ground below. The brewing storm was paid no mind as they spread out and began to circle Mythayus in a menacing manner with blades raised high above their heads. A battle cry was given from behind the knight as a distraction tactic while the two by his sides charged in for another assault. Coming from his left a ninja would perform a roll and aim his kitana for a thrust to the pin point opening Mythayus' armpit. From the front, another would jump into a spin with another swipe aimed once again for his neck and from behind the third ninja charged towards the humanoid and leapt into the air kicking both feet towards the breastplate in an attempt to drop kick Mythayus to the ground.

The crowd roars at the triple attack being administered to the dragon! It was a shame that they were so hopeful for the attack to land, and land with a bang I might say! Raphaline on the other hand can practically feel the sharp cracking sound of bone and flesh meeting bone and flesh.

Mythayus gritted his teeth and smiled. He wasnt distracted by the shouting this was a tactic used on him many times before. He shouted a single word,"Toten" A flash of blinding light, when recovered from the light the knight was no longer in the middle of this onslaught. The storm had finally made it to the combatants, Streaks of lightning started to strike the ground seemingly aimed for the ninjas. The disturbing sounds of bones popping and cracking seemed to be coming from not to far from the were the knight was once standing. HIs black armor faded as blue scales appeared, he was showing his true self. Once fully in his new form he lashed out with teeth an claws at the remaining ninjas. His hind leg still bleeding. He left out a mighty roar in hopes of startling the ninja.

The crowd goes absolutely silent, and that sneaky trader in the crowd seems to grinning with such glee! If scales were to be knocked off at any point in this fight he would make a fortune. Counting his chickens before they hatch, he pushes his way closer to the front, that a way no one else could take his scales! The bard notices the movement, but only before the crowd begins to surge backwards, not wanting to get squished in this whole ordeal!

Tyler :: The trio collided into one another as Mythayus vanished in a flash of lightning. Scrambling to gather their weapons and regain lost bearings one of the remaining clones was hit by a bolt causing him to evaporate like the two before him. The remaining ninjas offered one another a quick glance and nodded before they began wildly evading the forces of nature that sought to destroy them. As the storm grew stronger and thunder blocked out all but the roars of the dragon they now faced the duo were hard pressed to find time to strategize. In the confusion, a blow is landed by Mythayus' massive claw on one of the agile warrior's chest. It would appear this was the illusionists' true form for once he was hit and began to fly across the battleground the remaining doppelganger vanished in a puff of smoke. Landing on his back the male struggled to catch his breath but pushed himself to quickly regain his footing. Gripping his stomach Tyler notices that his blade is no longer in his possession, but instead is sitting by the massive beasts' feet. Eyes shift from the dragon to his blade but before he can make a call a bolt of lightning strikes less than four feet from his position causing the wounded warrior to begin evading once more. As he jolts around the beach, Tyler's right hand finds it's way to the steel canister resting on his back and begins to fumble with the lid. Upon release a rise of steam emits into the atmosphere and the ninja grounds himself. As he pulls his hand from behind him a steady stream of water from the geyser to the south follows just beyond his touch. Pulling the liquid to his center the human begins twirling his hands in a graceful spin until the scalding liquid forms a perfect sphere. Open palms aimed to either side of the orb, Tyler proceeds to jerk his limbs out to his side facing away ripping the ball into two separate pieces. A spinning jump is presented before thrusting his right arm forward sending the first projectile towards the beast followed by the left. Both projectiles aimed for each of the Dragons' eyeballs in hopes to blind him.

The crowd does pause as the whistling sound of projectiles being flung into the air is overheard. They turn, only for a moment to register where the projectiles might be going, before turning and dashing for their homes. A blind dragon?! That would only result in disaster for them all! The bard begins to step back, unsure if she should move a greater distance away or not. For now, as long as Myth did not get too close to her, she would stay put.

Mythayus let out another fierce roar. He would start to begin a charge, taking the first few steps of the charge were no problem for the dragon, However when placing weight on his injured leg it buckles stopping the mighty beast in his tracks. The frequency of the lightning strike began to fade as time stretched out. The mighty beast Rise his massive wings wings and sent a mighty gust of wind towards the the two projectiles while taking to the sky. They were delfected enough not to hit the beasts eyes, He took and deep breath and sent a river of tongues of electricity at the last ninja. The projectiles however were not thrown off course enough not to hit the blue beast. They landed squarely in the under scales as the beast rose into the air.He let out a roar of pain, as he flowed his wings in and began a final dive hoping to end the match.

As the lightening begins to make a mess of things, she can almost hear the cringing sound of someone being shocked by a stray bolt! And too the dismay of the collector, it was his sorry soul that was being charged full of it! Shouldn't have gotten so close! The bard herself is doing a sort of jig to dance out of the way of stray bolts, to the point she feels like it might be able to be converted into a dance, later, when she wasn't in emminent danger!

Tyler stumbles a few steps backwards attempting to stand his ground against the dragons' gust. The string of electrical bolts strike all around him and a few manage to collide with his torso and arms sending the man to his back once more with a chilling scream of agony. As he lay the smell of burned sizzling flesh rose to his nostrils causing him to nearly vomit from behind his mask. Taking a few drawn-out blinks of the eyes the human is disoriented and dazed. However, the roar that rattled the entire village caused him to snap back to reality in time to face the horrible realization that a giant scaled beast was now on a crash course for his vulnerable frame. Rolling over, Tyler begins to crawl on his hands and knees before pushing himself to his feet and sprinting in a hunched motion with his left arm wrapped tightly around his mid-section. As the dragon collides with the beach the shock wave sends the human to the sand once more this time face down. He had managed to dodge the blow but his stamina was drained. Turning to face his right the ninja coughed and tried to focus blurred vision on the cheering, screaming, shouting and quite frankly annoying crowd of people that had gathered to view the battle. A sigh was given as he simply lay still awaiting to see what would happen.

And the ooos and aahhs of the crowd begin to reverberate, as the dragon diving and the ninja rolling out of the way become the only two things of concern to them. Who would win the fight!

Split decision winner: Tyler

Tyler fights the urge to close his eyes. The exhausted, beaten and burned human lays stomach down for a few moments before raising his right palm and pressing it into the sand to lift himself back to his feet. His stance is shaken as he rocks slowly back and forth trying to find balance. His eyes look down to his ninja wear which now sports multiple tears from the torso down. Reaching up to confirm his mask is still in place a sigh of relief is given. It is at this time that the ringing in the humans ears finally clears and he hears it; The sound of the crowd screaming and cheering in his name. Caramel eyes raise to scan the crowd to see people of all races clapping, cheering and whistling in his name. Turning his head slowly he sees that the dragon remains motionless where he had crashed into the ground causing a crater of sand to rise above his form. He did it. Tyler had won. The masked man looks back to the crowd and slowly allows the feeling to set in. Thrusting his right fist into the air he releases a celebratory shout as he basks in the glory of victory. Lowering his fist he turns begins to stumble to the dragons side. The human manages to make and hold eye contact for a few moments before turning and advancing to the south without another word stopping only to collect his kitana from the ground and place it back into it's holster. A moment is given to catch his breath before the wounded man takes off into the tunnel with a fast paced limp. He had done it. The crazy, skinny, weak and socially awkward bastard managed to win a fight. He began to chuckle to himself as he moved to escape through the tunnels end. Had the dragon caught wind that the water was simply an illusion and that Tyler was no elementalist the tables could've been far, far worse. He looked to the geyser and couldn't help but laugh as he began the long journey back to Kelay. Summoning himself an appearance of large dragon-bone armor to hide his identity from the civilians of Chartsend.

Raphaline looks about for the champion, but alas, he is gone! Well, she would find him later at his next duel so she could interview the strange man.