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 Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:34 am
 There is a constant wind here but the strength of the wind varies. The cliff is a very tranquil and serene place. Don't foul the air with harsh attitudes and violant actions. This place is mainly used for thinking and romance so please, use this cliff as you want.
Also it is rumored to be the favorite place of the woman named Ziven, maybe she can be found here?----------------------------------
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 5:48 pm
The first living thing to approach the cliffs in ages was the puddle of black liquid that was the dark titan himself. He was a slight distance away from the edges, wouldn't want their fight to be ruined by falling off or knocking Senstren into the ocean. That wouldn't be any fun now would it? Slowly the puddle began to bubble and take the liquid silhouette of a man before it became a solid figure. Yawgmoth with his arms across his chest tapping his fingers along his forearms waiting for his opponent to show.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:05 pm
Lord Yawgmoth did not have to wait long. Fifty feet away from where he stood, the ground turned black, grass blades dying in a ring shape. From the dead grass erupted white flames, reaching about eight feet into the air. The fire lowered and vanished, revealing Senstren, standing with his scythe at the ready, the warrior from the Graveyard slightly behind him. "You may wish to find a safe viewing location." Senstren said, beginning to walk towards the titan, using the scythe as a walking stick.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:11 pm
"Are there any conditions you would like to negotiate before we begin? Such as weapon use and similar situations? We like to get things settled before we start. The last thing we want to listen to during something so fun is for the opposition to complain." he said uncrossing his arms. Yawgmoth began to unbutton his shirt getting ready for the bout to come. For as much of a d**k as he was, he was a warrior of honor. If he and an opponent agreed to no weapons, or no deaths or whatever else was agreed upon he would uphold the accord until the fight's end. No one said they couldn't be civil when beating the s**t out of one another now did they?
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:11 pm
Blinking a bit Reok walked further inland towards the treeline. we arn't doing that gain are we? reok took a minute to reply. "I dunno, depends on whether or not we have a clue by the time this blows over, if Mr. Flames is still breathing, or if we got a better ride." The voice promptly replied, If you had more money... It was cut off early by Reok. "Quiet." he sat down by a tree, pulled a piece of bread out of his bag and began munching while watching the two square off.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:22 pm
"Heh, weapons of course. Do not think me a fool Lord Yawgmoth, I do not expect to defeat you with hand to hand combat. I am a mage after all. So, if you are capable of using magic, feel free to do so." He said, grinning. He stabbed the blade into the ground, took a step back, gripped the scythe a foot from the end, and lifted it onto his shoulder, readying the enchantments of the weapon. "As for fighting to the death, tis such a messy ordeal in such duels, so how about.... to within an inch of life?" He offered that up, and waited to hear Yawgmoth's response.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:26 pm
Sensing something, Ziven appeared not too far from her husband and the man he seemed to be ready to fight. Not too far from where the newcomer was sitting, she appeared near the same tree. Arching a brow, she found it curious that the male seemed to be having a conversation with himself. "Greetings stranger, I am Ziven." she said softly, looking to him with curious eyes. Dressed in a blue cloak, only that and her head, with long blue hair, blue eyes and a kind look could be seen. Oddly enough, or so it would seem, she was not smiling, more so seeming calm and waiting.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:29 pm
The titan mulled it over and nodded. "Fair enough. We have an accord then. We didn't want to kill you anyway. It would disappoint Ziven" As if on queue she showed up near the new male. He knew she wouldn't get involved. He began to speak again "And besides, if you've never seen us fight how will you remember it if you're dead? We would rather you live to remember the pain inflicted. So with that. Let's begin." Yawgmoth said jumping backwards a bit to give them some room. He undid the last button and tossed his shirt aside.
His shadow on the ground began to compress and form a perfect circle beneath his feet. This was the start of his darkness mastery. He decided he would play defensive to start, to see what Senstren could do. Tentacles burst from the shadowy circle on the ground. Two for each cardinal direction, one for each corner left unguarded. Twelve in total. For now they did nothing but point upwards and wave like a wind sock in the air. Senstren wouldn't likely be fooled by their seemingly benign nature. They were far from it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:31 pm
Oh Damn! "Oh Damn!" Reok said as he fell over from surprise. He may have seen plenty of things in his life but this whole teleporatation crap right infront of his face without a sound was a bit much. he looked at the blue woman for a moment then swallowed the rest of his bread. Kill it! Kill it now! "Hush." he grunted to the voice in his head. "Hi, I'm Reok." He extended his hand in greeting. "You came to watch too?" then the action started. Yawgmoth seemed to sprout some sort of tentacles form the ground. Reok realized that his earlier statement was true. Yawgmoth could have killed him back in the graveyard in that particular scenario if useing those tentacles in tandem with his movements.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:38 pm
"Oh!" she exclaimed, moving around to the other side of the tree, kneeling down, offering a hand up. Though she still had not removed her cloak, the skirt of her dress could be seen now, which was also blue, the same color as the rest of her garb. Showing a small smile now, she offered him a hand up, watching curiously. "My apologies for giving you a fright, Reok. Whenever anything happens, I wish to observe when I am able to." she said in a gentile tone. Tilting her head slightly, she was mulling over their current conversation and found it odd yet that he seemed to be continuing a conversation with himself, outside of current surroundings. However, she did not think much of this as many people she knew were troubled with being of two minds in one sense or the other.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:43 pm
Reok accepted the hand and shook lightly. He noticed that she was looking at him oddly. Well you might as well explain.
"Not a problem, I've just gotten a bit lax these past few months so i'm not always ready for the spontaneous. Oh and if I happen to say random things they arn't directed at you I am unfortunatly harboring a secound... personality, I suppose and we tend to disagree." Reok sat back down against the tree. "So do you happen to know these two?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:44 pm
Senstren repressed a grin, at this. He had almost forgotten Yawgmoth's obsession with darkness and his...sensitivity to light. Unfortunately, Senstren was not as adept with light as he was with other elements within Free Magic, and would not be able to summon light magics as easily, but Yawgmoth's slow start allowed him the time. Senstren tossed the scythe into his left hand, pulling energy from it and raised his right, pointing at Yawgmoth. He then rapidly traced a symbol in the air and waved his hand behind it. The symbol erupted into visibility as a searing white mark. The mark then spewed forth a crackling white energy, moving almost as a fluid through the air towards Yawgmoth. As he did this, he took a few wary steps directly backwards from the growing tendrils.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:49 pm
Yawgmoth grinned. Light magics? So predictable. Everyone tried to go right to them as soon as they saw shadows or darkness. What most people forgot however, was light was just as weak to being swallowed by shadows as shadows were to being pierced by the light. In the end it always came down to which clashing magics were stronger. Right now, he figured, that would be Senstren's energy. The tentacles were very basic forms of his dark abilities. All twelve of them moved in front of him and curled like a backwards wave merging together forming a thick wall of shadows. The light energy would no doubt devour the wall but the wall should be enough to hold it back and essentially cancel things out. Even though the tentacles were very basic, twelve of them versus a single light energy attack should equalize things. From this point the titan waited for another strike.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:53 pm
She smiled and nodded, seating herself beside him now. It was a relief to understand, and she would simply rely on eye contact with the male to know whom he was attempting to speak with. "I do hope you will be able to work out your differences. Harmony within ones self, no matter what the reason for being two may be, is vital to a peaceful life." she said softly, smiling a little more brightly.
Nodding, she gestured toward her husband. "Aye, the large one is my husband." she said softly, looking to Yawg now, smiling lovingly toward him, despite he currently being busy with a fight.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 7:06 pm
Reok damn near choked on his bread when she said that Yawg was her husband. What! He has a wife! Never would have guessed! Reok closed his eyes to make it clear he wasn't speaking to any indivigual "Quiet you." Reok had no intention of judging one's spouse negativly infront of them. "Well he certainly seems... capable. Don't think i'd mind going a few rounds with him myself really but that's just the merc in me talking." Reok watched as events unfolded between the two combatants, taking into account their movements for later consideration. "Do fights like these happen alot around here?"
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