Ranger Festival: Unarmed combat

[Rogue]

The Unarmed combat tournament was about to begin. There were a total of 10 competitors.

The judge was standing on a raised platform. Competitors your attention please. The rules for the unarmed combat are as follows. You will be paired into five groups of two. The winners will advance until there is but one. The two opponents will meet in a 10-foot ring. No weapons of any kind are allowed, no magic of any kind is allowed, of course we don’t have to worry about that, but never the less I said it!
If you are either knocked unconscious or knocked out of the ring you lose the match. Is this understood, there are no exceptions. Each match will have a judge in the ring with you, when the judge say’s break you step away from your opponent. There is no scoring; the competitor left standing the ring is the winner of said match.

Matches are as follows
In the Gold ring Corbin vs Kreal. In the White ring Demant vs Lingus. In the Red ring Tev vs Niap. In the Blue ring Kensoya vs Synrei, and in the Black ring Stephan vs Mephiston

Please go to your assigned rings, the judge there will start your match. Good luck to all and enjoy the festival.

OOC: OK report in this thread. Once the two fighters are here I'll start a new thread for the match. If we have the misfortune of losing a fighter I’ll have a NPC fill in. Let the games begin.

[Stephan Woulofen]

Stepping into the unarmed combat tournament area, Stephan was glad to finally test his martial arts skills in his first unarmed tourny. He had trained hard and long in Imperia (basic kickboxing under AGM Jag) and knew he was ready to fight. Listening to all the rules Stephan bowed in respect, as he was taught to do by his martial arts master, and walked to the black ring.

Finally standing outside his ring, Stephan first bowed to the judge, then bowed to the crowd, to the ring, and then entered. After entering the ring Stephan warmed up alittle, he raised himself on his toes and hopped right and left to loosen his leg muscles. Then as he did this he became more unorganized with the bouncing and threw jabs, ducked, did and uppercut and then continued.

When his opponent entered the ring he would just continue as he was, not having to bow until right before the fight began.

[Demant]

Demant approached the unarmed combat games, a bit exhausted from other games he had participated in today. Taking a seat in the White ring as he was assigned, he took a deep breath to relax. Crossing his legs he began to meditate to clear his thoughts and catch his breath and prepare for the match...

[Kenasoya de Lyon]

Swiveling her gaze across the ring, Kenasoya grinned the widest grin she could as she stepped across the dry earth. The corners of her mouth turned up and deep furrows lined the expression, flanking the white teeth she flashed at anyone looking.

Trying ( and failing ) to stifle her grin, she strode across the ring with purpose, listening to the fight pairings. Inwardly she frowned, Synrei had been her last opponent.. she'd hoped to fight someone different - but, perhaps their size similarity was enough to continue pairing them. At least she had a good idea of his capabilities.

Rolling her shoulders she idly reflected that despite the distance, she'd not really come that far at all. From the streets of Prime to the festivals of Narim, she was still scrapping her way through life. True, Kenasoya hadn't been the brawler that some of her male friends had been.. but one didn't live her life without knowing how to fight - even if lacked the trained precision of soldiers. Secretly, she liked to fight - didn't mind the pain much.. but the adrenaline was really where she lived. The feel of her heart pumping in her chest. . .

Grinning, she continued to loosen her muscles, lightly jumping up and down as she turned her attention to the crowd. Running her hands back through her hair she assured herself that the dark braid wouldn't come undone and smiled flashingly at any man that happened to be looking her way, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

[Kreal Donen]

Kreal rolled his shoulders, stretching his arms and his back once he had arrived at the unarmed combat area. Hearing his name announced, he slowly and casually made his way towards the gold ring.

As much as he tried to hide it, Kreal felt nervous. This would be the first unarmed combat he had experienced since his training in Candaceburg, with the one exception of that bar-room brawl...

That incident was one he'd prefer to forget - a fight against a drunken man who turned out to be the city's mayor!

He'd practiced, that was true, but not against a living opponent.

He tilted his neck from side to side, then stretched his legs.

Feeling his muscles loosened up, Kreal took off his belt that held his longswords and his huntink knife, discarding them outside the ring near to where his Hanoverian mare was waiting.

Why am I doing this? he wondered to himself. I don't even know if there's money involved!

Kreal saw Kenasoya in another part of the unarmed combat area, unsure if she had seen him or not. He gave a polite wave, irrespective if she was looking his way or not.

The one thing he knew, however, was that Kenasoya was someone he certainly didn't want to fight. SHe was a dear friend, and, well, dear friends don't try to knock each other unconscious.

[Tev]

Tev walks toward the Red Ring. He stops at a nearby tree. There he removes his sash, shirt and everything from his belt. He then steps into the Red Ring. Tev's arms, neck and chest carry scars from past encounters. Three Acid Ball burns, two sets of puncture wounds from fangs, and long cuts. All appear to be old wounds.
He waits for his opponent. Tev has heard of his opponent. Even before he distinguished himself in the Narim War, Niap was well known as a Legionnaire who was skilled in unarmed combat. He would be a worthy opponent.
Tev looks at those in other rings, wondering which of those would advance. When he saw Kenasoya, he was reminded of the Unarmed Combat training he received from Shairlyn when he trained in Daltina. He smiled as he looked at Kenasoya and recollected the event.

[Corbin]

As corbin listend to the judge he heard his name and that of his opponent. hmmm I fight Kreal this is going to be a good fight. looking around Corbin found the ring he was to fight in.

Streaching his muscles he greated Kreal, "Good morning to yea, How are the rest of your events going?"

Thinking to himself I've never been in a fight with judges befor always drunken street brawls and petty fights over mindless thing. This is going to be fun.

Waiting for the fight to start he continued to streach out his muscles and prepair for the fight.

[Kreal Donen]

"Serale," Kreal smiled, returning Corbin's greeting. "My events are going...slowly. This will be the first one for me so far."

Still smiling, he extended a hand to his opponent.

"I'm sure we can keep this to a fight as gentlemen?"

[Demant]

OOC: What are we going to do about Lingus?

[Eschaton Khazid'hea]

Syn's mind was in haze, like always, but as such he was used to it. He knew he had to be here, for he did register to compete in every competition the tournament offered, but beneath the white and black locks of hair that shadowed his face he showed no emotion. Syn was always drifting from place to place, and that was mainly why the life of a ranger suited him well. Not surprisingly he'd wandered into that life as well.

Syn did not greet anyone as he entered the blue ring, but anyone who actually knew him would not have taken any offense from it. Once there he took a couple deep breaths and then rolled his neck to get the crinks out. Moving his shoulders in a similar fashion, that became the extent of his pre-fight warmup.

Syn nodded to his oppenent, the greeting he gave all strangers, being oblivious to the fact that he'd squared off against her already. He looked to the judge for the signal to begin.

[Demant]

OOC: Rogue, can we play Lingus as an NPC? I don't know what happened to him, and I am supposed to face him in the unarmed combat.

[Paladin]

OCC: Oh crap, of course I would do this, this is Stephan Woulofen anyways...darnit

yea and it seems that Mephiston isn't around either. Why do PCs sign up and then don't show up? What a pain in the butt, especially for the moderators.

[Rogue]

OOC: I'll see what I can do guy's. If they don't show up in two day's I'll play them as NPC's.

[Demant]

OOC: can we start now?

[Rogue]

OOC: Yes