Fight:Crimsona v Vaidhe
Spar Type: Regular Spar
Date: Saturday, September 10th, 2011 (9/10/2011)
Time: Somewhere Around 1 PM hollow time
Time Limit: No Real Specific Time Limit
Location: Scenic View
Judges: None
Stakes: None
Winner: Draw
Crimsona is a dark phoenix human hybrid and seems to be a pyromantress. Crimsona is wearing Breastplate of Damnation on her body, Black full-face Helmet on her head, Visor of Eternal Dark on her face, Symbol of Chekari on her left ear, Symbol of Chekari on her right ear, spiked-leather collar on her neck, Mantle of Chaos on her shoulders, black-chainmail sleeve on her left arm, black-chainmail sleeve on her right arm, Deluxe Hans Action-Figure on her hands, fitted-enchanted-leather tights on her legs, and titan soles on her feet. On one of her left fingers, you see bone ring. Crimsona is using Runic Stave of Chaos as a weapon. Crimsona is using black-spiked-round shield as a shield. Crimsona has glowing flaming crimson eyes, burning bright sunkissed skin, and lengthy fiery crimson hair, and is single.
Vaidhe is a Gold Dragon and seems to be a mage. Vaidhe is wearing ragged shirt on his body, ragged pants on his legs, and nothing on his feet. Vaidhe is using rusty dagger as a weapon. Vaidhe is not using a shield. Vaidhe has grey eyes, light skin, and no hair, and is single.
Vaidhe :: A dark speck glides high in the heavens, backlit by a distant corona of midmorning light. From the ground, the details of the flying creature are unlikely to register clearly on the naked eye, owing to the refraction of light from gold-tinged scales and the great beast's constant motion. Vaidhe, from his lofty vantage, gazes down upon the clifftop with avid hunger, as if intending to make sport, if not a meal, of the figure he sees below. The gold dragon is not known for subtlety; thus, his decision to descend is not shrouded in stealth, but instead is heralded by a tremendous roar, followed by a downrush of scouring wind from his plummetting form. More than seventy feet in length in his saurian guise, Vaidhe swoops down upon his prey, claws raking the air with the intent to rend his foe in two. He hopes that, owing to the backdraft created by his now-belled wings, he can stagger his opponent into a fatal lapse in judgment, facilitating a neat and bloody evisceration.
Crimsona in her human form feels the winds and sees the golden dragon come her way and try to get her, she thinks of the only thing she must do before Vaidhe snatches her, in a desperation attempt, she quickly lights her body on dark fire via her burning body ability and then quickly shifts into her Dark Phoenix form in the hopes of countering the male golden dragon's swooping attempt and quickly flies towards him with her dark burning body on in an attempt to hit him, even if that meant she was hit too as the two flyers were looking like they might collide into each other, possibly damaging both the golden dragon and the dark phoenix, the outcome of this skirmish in the air that was about to take place would remain to be seen.
Vaidhe issues peal after peal of booming laughter as he watches the figure transform below him. He is surprised by the metamorphosis but does not allow this shock to register in his outward behaviour as he continues his dive unchecked. As planned, Vaidhe and Crimsona meet in midair, and there is a terrific flash of light upon impact as the creature's unnatural fire bathes the dragon's burnished scales. Laughter turns to a roar of pain as flames lick between the cracks in his natural armour, but it will take far more than a dousing of this nature to fell a golden dragon of Vaidhe's age and strength. The dragon inhales a huge breath, a gasp so vast as to temporarily suck the fuel from the fire about him, before expelling it in an arcane shout of draconic origin, words in his native tongue fashioned to counteract his opponent's admittedly crafty defense. Even as the holy magic in Vaidhe's spell goes to work, his huge forelegs attempt to wrap around the dark phoenix so as to pin it against his chest during the machination of the spell. The gold dragon's body begins to shimmer, then to exude a light so bright as to be unbearable to the eye, giving off a veritable blanket of raw holy magic which, it is intended, will simply drown Crimsona in its righteous embrace and drown her dark inferno by force.
Crimsona watches on as the golden dragon gets ready to use holy magic, The Dark Phoenix is unfortunatly well familiar with this as the holy element is one of her and her race's weaknesses, she knew Vaidhe was smart on his part to do that, as well as the forelegs of the golden dragon did succeed in wraping themselves around the Dark Phoenix. She also knew that holy was weak to darkness and vice versa. Whilst being tangled by the forelegs of the Golden Dragon, Crimsona increased the Dark Flames on her body, she beagn to use Dark Phoenix inferno, and breath not Dark fire breath, but Dark lava breath at the golden dragon as he had her binded as she knew he was a formidable foe, but with her counters is proving it takes a lot more than to trap a dark phoenix pyromantress with golden dragon legs to beat her as she watched both her spell and her dark lava breath unfold at Vaidhe, in an attemp to at least damage, if not shake the golden dragon's hold that he has on the dark phoenix.
Vaidhe senses the weaving of magic from his opponent but does not realize what is coming until more unnatural flames billow toward him. Confident that his own holy magic has begun to badly weaken the body of the dark phoenix, Vaidhe snaps into half a back roll while unwrapping his forelegs from about the body of the dark phoenix, tilting his upper half away from the majority of the dark fire and bringing his back feet fully into proper position even as his underbelly begins to sizzle and blister from the heat. Gold dragons, as it were, do not in fact fear dark magic any more than other forms of arcane forces, their true bane being cold climes and spells, but Vaidhe is nonetheless badly burned as he descends with his back toward the ground. Reflexively now, he lashes out with both back feet, intending to send Crimsona toward the ground with a vicious double kick from his well-muscled and thus-far-uninjured limbs. The bgolden dragon now rolls to the right, left wing arched skyward and creating yet more downward pressure on the phoenix as he opens his mouth and pours forth his infernal breath. Its target is not the phoenix herself, however, but the small, dilapidated hut nearby. As Crimsona is driven toward a crushing reunion with the ground, hopefully unable to muster enough force to remain airborne, the ancient, ill-kept building literally explodes, a box of tinder all too willing to ignite at the slightest provocation. Wicked chunks of flaming wood hurtle pell-mell across the plateau near ground level, intermingled with scattered stones from the cairns long since laid here. Even if Crimsona is not wounded by the blaze itself, she will no doubt be peppered by a high-speed barrage of debris which may be enough, combined with the trauma of striking the ground full-force, to render her incapable of continuing combat. One way or another, Vaidhe intends to finish this fight quickly, as his chest and belly cannot long stand up to Crimsona's fiery punishment.
Crimsona senses the kick coming towards her. Vaidhe is once again successful at pinning Crimsona to the ground, however, little did he know, She had a secret deadly ability that she learned on Volcanoss. Impressed with the Golden dragon, she laughs evilly and sadistically using her british, alien, cryptic accent and claiming he hasnt seen nothing yet. She turns off her Dark Burning Body, she notices all the Blaze around her which gives her the perfect opportunity to change this field, her pinions spread out towards the fires, shaking them, the Scienic View seems to turn into a field of lava and fire making the situation even deadlier, struggling to get back in the air she is, just a little up, she begins to chant one of her spells she learned in Volcanoss, its off course The Dark lava wall as it build up from the lava and in front of the dark phoenix, weakened, her talons motion for the dark lava wall to head towards Vaidhe, a huge wall of dark lava in attemps to put down the golden dragon for this spar, this spell would be the perfect attemp since Metals cannot stand lava. still barely flying weakly, the pyromantress watches as she instructed the dark lava wall towards the golden dragon, now, the question was, would this put down the golden dragon in this spar, or would he still keep going here, Crimsona watched to see if the dark lava wall would indeed succeed in hitting its target that is Vaidhe as she too is badly hurt, whatever the case, this has been a heck of a spar whatever happened.
Vaidhe feels the buffeting heat from Crimsona's building lava and realizes that to continue to tempt death in this fashion would be a ludicrous venture. He begins to climb in altitude, his body shuddering erratically from the aftereffects of his dark-fire-induced injuries. Thunderous wingbeats create a baffle of hot air which keeps the worst of the uprushing lava from coating his underside. Insult is added to injury by the occasional burst of hot rock which spatters a leg, a shoulder, a haunch, but instead of melting within an inferno, Vaidhe is simply harried high up into the sky by Crimsona's relentless magma. At long last, when he feels that he has outdistanced the worst of it, Vaidhe begins to circle, eyes trained on the ruined earth below, waiting to see if his foolish foe will attempt to once more take up the fight; should the phoenix come hither to seek a continuation of combat, she will no doubt taste the wrath of an ancient golden dragon unleashed. In the event that she wishes to lick her wounds where she currently rests, however, Vaidhe is content to let her alone...for now, at least. Sport, it seems, goes only so far. He waits, buffeted now and again by heavy thermals generated from his upward rush, feeling his body cooling back to its former temperate state, waiting to see what will happen. From his gaping maw there issues a contented, rumbling sound akin to the purr of a contented cat.
Records
Crimsona:0-1-1
Vaidhe:(I dunno)