4th Hour of Sunblaze Battle of the Sword - Day 2

[Malavon Despana]

It was a new day , ripe for Malavon earn some money and since he had won the first day of the battle of the sword , why not try to do it again ...
As he arrived the duels had already began , he saw as a red haired man started screming , forsaking the duel , and Malavon green eyes darkened as he noticed the victor , Kaldez... it seems the gods were smilling at him , a chance of revenge .

Seating near the duel ring he seated crossing his legs and rested his left hand on his sword , watching the next duel duel , Hah two girls this should be interesting ...

[Adara]

Watching Nogra beckon the dark woman beside her into the Ring, Adara squeezed the sword hilt at her side. Perhaps she would test her skill against this woman. She seemed serious, hardened, and fearless. At least in Adara's blue-grey eyes. Glancing around shortly, Adara noted that Nogra's voice was a little untoward at both of the fighters who recently left the Ring. Long legs took her forward, standing across from the dark woman, and a little taller than her. Studying her dark features with her usual stony expression, Adara inclined her head politely. A slight smile crossed her thin lips. It would be nice to fight another woman. Although, Adara thought she might fight quite like her brothers, and looked forward to the challenge.

Unsheathing her longsword, Adara kept it held to her side, showing she wasn't beginning the fight without the announcement. Pale eyes searched for Nogra and tried to hold his gaze to show they were ready. In the meantime, Adara looked at the woman across from her and said softly, "My name is Adara; pleasure to meet you." Her expression didn't change, but her voice was not unfriendly. Not very social or forthcoming, Adara still thought it would be nice to know her opponent's name. Her tanned skin was warmed by Injera as she stood still in the ring. Sweat did not culminate on the palm of her hand firmly gripping the hilt of her sword. Slender arms stayed gracefully at her side, the tattoo on her arm clearly visible in the sun. A glint shone from her necklace and the rings in her pointed ear. The tall woman's heart beat steadily in anticipation of the fight, and she glanced quickly around again for any sight of the man Altario. Petite shoulders shrugged slightly when she did not catch him in the crowd.

[Toama SorInyt]

Her question was answered soon enough. She had only just taken her position when the woman followed her into the Ring, and placed herself on the man's other side, thus clearly stating her intent to duel. Toama looked at her for a moment, taking in the stony expression, the proud warrior's stance which was not yet threatening but could quickly become so. Her crown came a little bit higher than Toama's, but not by many nailsbreadths. Only now that they were standing face to face did she see the - to her eyes - strange colouring; a tanned skin but white hair. She had actually expected the skin to be much lighter than it was.

The observation was concluded within a few moments. The only thing really of importance to the upcoming duel was the slight advantage in height that the other woman had. Not even the stony expression on her face was very important; she knew that her own, though maybe a bit more open, gave as little away. As the woman introduced herself, Toama inclined her head, replying simply with her own name: "Toama." She wasn't trying to be rude, it was just that she kept forgetting what the correct phrase was to answer. After a moment, she decided to just copy the phrase Adara had used - as much as she could, anyway. "Is pleasure."

She looked towards the nice man, waiting for his signal that they could begin. In preparation, she lifted her scimitar from its resting place on her arm and brought it in front of her - slowly, to make it obvious that she was not attacking yet. One foot found its way behind her, for balance, while she bent the knee of the other one just a little bit for the same reason. She took a deep breath and let it go slowly. Then her brown eyes  sought out Adara's greyish ones. One corner of her mouth curled up just a little, not so much in derision as in anticipation of the duel. "Let's dance." she said.

[Khel]

Nogra Ungorra

Watching the two women immediately take their stances in the Ring, Nogra grinned like a young boy. Oh, this was exciting! Listening to their introductions to each other, Nogra introduced them to the crowd. "Good people, your next contestants: Toama and Adara!" Speaking to the women now, he said,  Now, ladies, you know the rules. A duel until first blood or until forfeit. When I leave the Ring." He kept it short, but from the expressions on their faces, Nogra thought it better that he did. He did not know if there was some animosity between them, but they certainly did not act as if they liked each other. On the contrary, their hard expressions gave no sign of liking even the ground they were standing on. Thinking it ironic the women, not the men, acted in this manner, Nogra stepped away and threw up in arms in signal of the beginning of the duel. And it would be a good one, indeed!

(ooc: You know the drill! Three posts each, then judging will commence, followed by a pm giving the outcome and two remaining posts per player. Good luck!)

[Adara]

Adara smiled as Toama introduced herself and immediately took the stance of a fighter. With a small smirk, Adara did the same. Holding her longsword low, lower than Toama's own. Adara found she was always faster if she could swing upward. Long legs took positions, as she twisted her feet on the earthen floor below her in the Ring. Nogra backed out, seeming to understand the seriousness with which the women took this event. Adara felt excitement bubble inside her. Testing her skill against this exotic woman would be fun indeed.

Thigh muscles tightened as she tensed in preparation for the first move. Using her free hand, Adara flicked light locks behind her shoulders. Narrowing blue-grey eyes, she wondered if it was a bad idea to keep her hair down. Small shoulders shrugged slightly and she looked calmly at Toama. Her dark, tight clothing did not warm her; her bare skin was actually quite cool. Knowing she would only have a few minutes in the ring with this strange woman, Adara thought perhaps she should go against her better judgement and strike first. Usually, she liked to understand more about her opponent's style, letting them make the first move. This time, however, she thought differently.

Taking a step forward with her back leg, Adara lunged lightly forward. As her foot hit the ground again, she lunged her sword straight, towards Toama's abdomen. Her movement was quick, but as it was straight and true--easily blockable. White locks flew behind her, waving in the unnatural breeze. Her slender arm, as frail as it looked, held firmly to the hilt of her sword, the other flung outward to keep her balance. Adara's tall, lean form was fit; the form of a trained warrior. Her stony expression did not change, although her thin lips remained in a crooked smirk. Yes, she thought this fight would be enjoyable.

[Vincent Varkatzas]

Vincent wandered toward the ring slowly. He had seen the flash of steel as two woman positioning themselves to fight. This should prove entertaining he thought to himself. He moved quietly into the shadows where he could watch the duel and yet be close enough to step forward to take part in a duel of his own if the opportunity should present itself.

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