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Well, I only want to say this as the only special rule: Must have a year or above in experience. Also, don't expect too much detail from me, because I have the tourney to worry about an all... I want this to be a good old one-on-one, though, so bring it on.

I would like it if you choose which chracter I use, and you can make me do the same if you wish:

My characters to choose from:
Galefore: Namesake character, elemental of lightning.
Kerk: Fire berserker, one of my favorites.
Core: Death elemental, kinda a grim reaper thing going on about him.
Delryan: Wind elemental, really high-powered. You may want to se someone incredibly strong to fight him if you choose him.
Dalopan: Earth elemental, giant ball and chain. Kinda tough.
Lorni: Giant ork-type guy with weapon-ended chains. He's a new one for me, so you may like him.
Visonef: Crazy sword-swinging guy, gravity blade empowered.
Arthuro: Half-griffin, half-man. Not all that powerful or developed.
Maggimus: A good choice, he's my main villain character.
Galei: Hmm, earth-wielding axe-guy. Kinda strong.
Napor: Teleporting elf-ninja. Nice combo, eh?
Gorzukai: Other ninja, with multiple shurikens and needles. Not really highly recommended, but pretty cool nonetheless.
Nion: Bullet-armed gun and sword and magic wielding guy. Pretty cool.
Borfus: Female ogre-chieftain and club-wielder.
Chiron: Centaur Captain, pretty cool.

That's about all you can choose from. Pretty bare selection, huh!

Anyway, you choose, then find the bio on the latter pages, and then GO HOG WILD! You can post intro, and I'll pick BF.

Since we aren't going on a huge, judged endevour, we'll fight in a simple desert. Alright? Alright.

I"ll fight Arthuro, using Zarjav. He's the last page of the Book of Warriors. (Ha, I use acronym no).
I prefer doing an intro when know what the BF is, so I'll wait.

Since we aren't going on a huge, judged endevour, we'll fight in a simple desert. Alright? Alright.

Yeah, I pointed out the BF in the first post, but I figured I might as well accentuate it since you probably missed it.

*Smacks forehead* Sorry.

Zarjav walked out onto the desert, and was mildly disappointed. Somewhat blank. Ah well, there would be a battle here. He took the Metacosmos out of its nonexistant sheath. The metallic warrior knew who he would be fighting, so when he looked around and saw no one there, he looked up. The griffonoid was there.

The Mercuroid cried out to Arthuro, " Let it be what what will be, and let the battle commence where it will." Zarjav then changed his form somewhat, become an incredibly long mercury arm, holding the Metacosmos. The arm then slooshed in Arthuro's direction, with Zarjav's sword preparing to strike.

OoC: Sorry about the delay.

From an obvious point of view, we see the desert as a bland, foreboding, and devious place. The mechanisms of the sandstorms and hatred of the temperatures serves as an excuse to steer clear of such a foolish place. There is no life in such a haven of sand, not a single human, not a single care. This desert was on the outskirts of a nomadic village, yet it felt fresh and unexplored. Legends said that when someone dug long enough, perhaps they could unearth such bones of unknown origin or simply human remains, which were buried by years of sandstorms. Rocks would tell you which directions the sandstorm commonly blew; they were weathered and beaten on one side, while oppositely they were normal and clean upon the face of the other.

Griffionoids highly dislike heat. Although the variety which is descendant of the Roc instead of theGriffinlives within a barren, volcanic cavern, Arthuro was of theGriffinvariety, and hated everything that wasn’t mild and slow to infernal burning.

Arthuro had managed to stay in the desert for so long to train. He had become concerned over his hatred of heat, fearing that some sort of scorching battleground would find him and be his demise. Knowing of the fierceness of this particular desert, Arthuro scouted a perfectly bare area and grew ready to punctuate his flight with a long, long bout with any sort of rock or object of which was easily trained upon.

What he found wasn’t quite a rock.

At first, it was like an electrical lion walking in an anthropomorphic manner. Yet, it drew such an odd blade of moderate length, then transformed into an arm. It swung itself towards the griffin-man, and Arthuro of course reacted in an experimenting manner, fluttering away with his wings and stopping just out of the arms range. As soon as the arm of power missed, Arthuro diagonally swung, catching the electricity creature and hopefully damaging it. Although it was merely an experiment, Arthuro put as much force behind the swing as he would if he were to use his rock-cutting technique, leaving Zarjav quite possibly disrupted and perhaps destroyed…

The rock-cutting technique apparently worked on metal, for it hacked the hand of the giant arm off of Zarjav. It fell to the ground, still holding the sword, and landed with a splash. The remainder of the arm receded into a puddle, and absorbed the hand, and it reformed into the lionoid. Zarjav's wrist area of his left hand was now in much pain, making it difficult to use that hand. Arthuro Was mildly mystified."Who are you, who comes as quicksilver, beast, and warrior?" Arthuro asked.
"I am the metal shaman, I am the Mercuroid Star, I am a warrior of lightning and quicksilver. My name is Zarjav." With this, Zarjav made a magnet in his hand surge with electricity. He pointed his palm toward a rock, on the chance it would have some metal ore in it. It had a little; thus it flew towards Zarjav's hand. The lionman leaped up, and flipped, palm still outstretched. The rock flew in a loop when he flipped, and then he stopped the electric flow to the magnet. Due to momentum, the rock was now flying upwards, towards Arthuro. Athuro easily dodged it, but when the rock had started flying, Zarjav had also thrown an electric grenade a bit away from Arthuro, in the hopes he would run into it's explosion if and when he dodged the rock. He did, and Arthuro let out a cry of pain, a bit like a human outcry and a bit like a bird's screech.

OOC: Damn, sorry for the wait.

Lions were the type to outrage when stricken, even the mercury-metallic kind.
Arthuro’s own lion-blood boiled after his damage, his mind reeling and losing a bit of concentration. Yet, he remembered his place and regained a consciously normal temper.

His wings unfurled as he dashed away from the explosion site. A dancing gust of disrupting wind flung itself to the unsuspecting sand, kicking it up and allowing the momentum for the griffin to fly. His sword positioned like a talon in his right hand, and his sharp, unforgiving eyes locked upon the quicksilver, he unleashed the booming cry of the griffin and sped downwards, Zarjav placed where the nosedive would land the Griffionoid.

Schhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-BOOOOOOOM.

Speed was an understatement by the time Arthuro reached his goal. His whistling downfall had been audible in a screech along with his cry, which likely busted the eardrums of all who had them throughout the area. Flinging waves of what was purely impact came from a thick cloud of uplifted sand, and a yell was easily findable within the explosive zone. The yell was Zarjav’s, much to the delight of Arthuro.

Arthuro lifted himself from the sand in which he was stuck. The sand-covered mercury-creature rose as well from where he had been caught by the beak in one area and by the sword in another and tossed away by the sting of both. Without delay, the griffin dashed forward and began to attack. Zarjav found himself hardly able to move…

As such was truly genius, Arthuro had stunned his mercury-based opponent with the sound of the dive, swinging his decorated blade towards the shaman with high amounts of lion like strength. The blade had come now four times, as it had over-and-over slashed the lion-beast with enthusiastic disposition. Zarjav was thrown throughout the small hole that had dug itself by Arthuro’s landing, crashing with a slide into the pouring sands. The blade left marks in the metal, as the quicksilver gave up no signs of pain. Arthuro cut one last time, and Zarjav momentarily fell crumpled.

Damage had now been done, hopefully proving the Griffionoid integrity to battle and to combat style.

Arthuro fluttered out of the hole, watching his dazed, sound-beaten, and cut opponent rise from his shamed spot. Arthuro reveled at his won speed, and slowly sighed with a bit of a cawing sound. His opponent would now retaliate with deadly anger, so the Griffionoid had to be prepared to feel pain. Such was the way of the universe.

Arrggh... My eardums are burning and I don't even have any, Zarjav thought. He staggered up, and faced Arthuro. Then the unexpected happened.

Stillness.

Stillness.

Stillness.

Arthuro was rather confused. Nonetheless, he decided to attack again. Then,

*KRRZ SLASLASHSLASHSLASHSLASH KKRRZZAZK SLASLASH BOOOOOOOOM*
Zarjav had waited until Arthuro was near, and then unleashed his raging infernal fury. He had blasted an immense charge of lightning at Arthuro, then berserk'd him with an electrified Metacosmos. He then followed that up with another grenade. Arthuro's shrieks didn't hurt him anymore, he could withstand them now.

Arthuro was incredibly wounded, but would have no respite. Zarjav turned the Metacosmos into its more astral form, a burning, glowing star-sword, adn charged. Arthuro could hardly see. He was, however, able to fly up in time, but a few of his feathers were now ablaze that were nearest to the star-sword. He quickly smothered them. Zarjav still wouldn't let him escape, though. He turned into an incredibly tall, incredibly slim, incredibly creepy version of himself, and prepared to strike again..

^...Sorry. Forgot your character's race. I wrote that post at 12:30 last night, you can't expect that I was thinking correctly. Sorry again.

Perhaps we could say the shriek disrupted the Mercury structure momentarily?

^Yeah, sure, why not. But he's used to it now, so don't expect it to work too well in the future.

.............Bumpity-bump-bump? Erm, you forgot?

Augh... To all whom I am battling currently: Until after Christmas, I will not be replying to these battles. Something has come up that needs my full attention. I will resume this and any other battle once I'm finished with this business. Sorry for the wait...