Duel:Noemi v Trishtar

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Place: Blood Fountain

Judges: Saiyuri, Aranhil, Trigatoth (?)

Stakes: 2k and Noemi leaves the Tower alone or 5k if Trishtar looses

Winner: Trishtar (unanimous)

Trishtar walks towards the fountain in his mismatched armour, as he was currently in the process of outfitting himself with more chaos, rather than just his plain mithril. Thank goodness though that it all fit rather well together. At his waist would be six bottles of water, and a wand on each side. As his wings flitted nervously behind him, he felt an uneasiness as he searched around for the feline. A steady hand draws one of his wands out and holds it at the ready as he remains silent, head searching in all directions.

Noemi was just standing a few meters away from the fountain, she had a scheduled duel today and Trishtar is late, makes her wonder what happened to him, making her alittle worried, ofcourse, what if he got hurt? then she won't be able to hurt him further because he was already wounded, the feline idly taps the ground, flicking two daggers from her belt, waiting.

Trishtar finaly sees the feline in the distance near the fountain. It would be a shame if this duel ended up destroying such a beautiful monument and yet he couldnt help but laugh on the inside at the image of hurling it towards her and knockin her unconscious. Shaking it from his mind, he holds his wand steady and takes careful aim from where he was standing. "Dont even breath wrong Trish." he told himself in his mind. The smell from the blood fountain started to make his mouth water with a sick and twisted thirst. True he was a dragon and not a damned leech, he still enjoyed drinking blood every now and then. Thinking better of his situation, he holds the wand in his mouth as he reaches down to his waist and takes one of the bottles with the water and unscrews it. A grin purses past his lips as he finally knows what he will do now. Concentrating on the contained water, he makes it spiral out from the glass container and form a ball in the air in front of him. He had to admit, being a water dragon certainly had its advantages. Recapping the bottle and placeing it back on his hip, he concentrates again even harder now, changing the stability of it into one of its more useful properties...ice. It wasnt long before the ball of water was now a sphere of perfectly cold ice floating above his hand. Grasping it and purring at the feel of the cold and seeing the mist waft from it, he winds up his arm and hurls it at Noemi, aiming for anything above the waist. If things went perfectly, the ball of ice would strike her right in the chest and knock the wind of her. Immediately after the object was lobbed, the real attack would begin. He takes both wands from his hip and quickly fires off a series of three fireballs towards her. Naturally, he would also move so that he wouldnt be standing in the same place very long after his attack.

Noemi was clapped idly as the man suddenly appears, "Finally you are here!" seeing that he was drinking something, ofcourse Noemi has to do the same thing, taking a bottle of crimson liquid from her belt flicking away its cork as she started drinking its contents, throwing the bottle away as she said, "Lets do this.." seeing a ball of ice hurling toward her, the feline started tapping the ground, blinking slowly as her eyes changed from normal pink to slit-crimson, using her feline agility, the feline starting taking gracious steps toward the man, for a normal person who would watch her move, they would only see as if she appear and disappear again and again as she move forward, cleanly missing the ice ball, as for the fireball, the feline just charges thru it, being a Demolition Expert, wearing a ring of fire resistance is always useful, ignoring the dragon's attack the feline threw the two daggers that she was holding earlier toward the man, moving her left hand toward her back, taking a fang like dagger and holding it safely infront of her, chest level, if ever she gets close enough, she would use the dagger to make a slash, diagonally, hoping to slash his stomach and chest, which may aswell leave his body completely exposed, she may aswell send her right hand to punch his core.

Trishtar was amazed at Noemi's speed and agility. He barely had time to jump to the side, using his avian-like wings to give himself an extra boost. The two daggers she had thrown missed completely however the one she used to try and slash his chest and stomach with made contact with his breast plate. He had to remember to thank Awne for his armour, as all the knife managed to do was make a small knick in the middle. Grinning to himself and her he uses his wings yet again to get airborne, roughly about twenty feet or so, and loosens another bottle. This time, instead of making a ball of ice, he makes the water snake its way to his palm and form a cone-like structure with a -very- sharp end. Taking careful aim he rears his hand and arm back and hurls it towards her, this time not aiming for any place in particular. As it flies towards her he rushes through the air at a slanted angle towards her. When he gets close enough, about the time the ice would make contact should it hit her, he would aim his fist right for her face and punch forward to her. The added speed from him flying would certainly add to the force behind his attack. In his mind he could only wonder if he would win this duel or have to go home in shame. Either way, he would make sure that the feline would not very soon forget his face or this night.

Noemi was never good at attacking, maybe it was because she was lazy, so she usually try to irritate the enemy so they would approach her. This time, she is fighting against a dragon named Trishtar, unsure what to expect to this one, the feline must not underestimate him, taking a few steps away as she try to evade the icicles, watching him charges forwards Noemi positions her fang-like dagger again at chest level, with an open right palm just below her sights, as if ready to make a counter attack, Noemi would try catching the man's hand with her gauntlet covered right hand as she would try to move it away, making a simple spin in front of the man, sending her left elbow upon his face, then maybe continue the flow and stab his face with the fang-like dagger, that makes Noemi think… today is not Saturday, so she can't kill him, so instead of stabbing his face, she could simply use the back side of her gauntlet covered hand to slap the man, after it she would stab the dagger upon the man's shoulder to hopefully stop it just incase the man is thinking to attack her with it, then recoiling her arm, sending another punch toward the man's face, then letting her arm slide, hitting him again with her elbow, then with the force of her left arm she would try to hold the man's wrist, as she would twist it, forcing the man to drop his weapon, moving down her right arm as she would force it back toward the man's twisted elbow, wanting to break the other limb as well, after which, she would smile at him and show him what she drank earlier, by breathing fire at him on close range. then the feline would kick him away toward the dagger she threw earlier, Noemi is a demolition expert, an exploding dagger won't be hard to make, the explosion won't be powerful enough to remove a limb or so, some burns, shrapnel and the blasting force would be the only problem.

Trishtar sees all sorts of things wrong with what he was about to do, but as soon as his hand was close enough, he pulls it back and leans quickly back to rocket his feet right towards her chest. It was a split second decision that did also have some drawbacks, but those were outweighed still by the sheer force that would be behind the newly revealed kick. His eyes glared though at her arm. Would she grab him with that hideous decoration? The entire world seemed to go in slow motion now and he could hear every single thing around him, as well as notice it. He saw the fountain of blood near them spewing forth the liquid, the tail behind him that was swaying back and forth in the wind, and the rustling of the feathers in his wings. Should his feet make contact with her face or chest, he would use her as a vertical doormat and walk up her face, and jump with a somersault clean over her. The image of that also made him smile inwardly. How many people could boast of using a living doormat? Before his feet could make contact he makes one last change to his plan. Unhooking one of the empty botles of the two he had previously used, he chucks it right at her face and braces himself for impact.

Noemi frowns as it seems the man doesn't want his face get battered, instead of catching his leg she feline moves her left leg behind, forcing her frame to make a turn, holding her fang like blade, wanting to make a large slash upon the man's leg, after such she would drop the blade and try to catch his arm as she would move behind him and send a punch to his spine, her right arm appears normal, it is because it was covered with fake skin, the truth is, it is made from purified solid mithril, normally it would feel as if the was was hit by a sledgehammer, but a rune that is engraved upon the mechanical arm's knuckle side, Rune of Destruction : Shockwave, Shockwaves are not that powerful at long range, but if it used on close combat, it is known to break through armor and may aswell some bones.

Trishtar blinks as she is suddenly out of his way, and he sails right past her. The knife however makes a gash across his back as she spins, and he grits his teeth and wills the pain away for the moment. He was in danger and he knew that vey well. It was a very good thing she had moved and made his attack miss, otherwise the shockwave would have been all the more dangerous. He scrambles to move aay as quickly as possible, but the shockwave went off before he could get far enough and it splintered the bone in one of his wings, causing him extreme agony but not to where it would cripple him too much. He truns quickly and assumes a normal defensive stance, wondering if the bottle he had thrown had hit or not.

Aranhil ooc: Both of you did well. This was trishtar's first battle and it was well played. The Duel goes to Trishtar.