Foxgloves
Committed
Roleplay posts: 77 
Physical Description: Foxgloves is shaped like a man for the most part, tall and lanky. He wears a long coat with innumerable pockets and a hood with two long points that flop about like a rabbit's ears. The fingers of his gloves are long and thin, and his pointed boots are unadorned. Most notably, he wears a white mask, behind which only darkness can be seen. He is very light, as though stuffed nothing but cotton and cobwebs.
Registered: May 14, 2019 20:08:06 GMT -8
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Post by Foxgloves on Dec 31, 2019 15:03:36 GMT -8
Run by Purmin, a rather strange entrepreneur of debatably dwarven descent, this series of prizefights skirts at the very edges of the law. Gold and glory can be won, both in the ring and from bets. However, these fights are almost entirely unregulated, and accidental fatalities are not uncommon. The current match, between Tala and Helena Sigrid Sattler , has just begun. |
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Jan 3, 2020 10:06:04 GMT -8
Compared to wrestling trolls and wolves, fighting a human person seemed much more like a leisurely stroll through the woods. Although Tala wouldn't make the mistake of underestimating her opponent, she couldn't help but to feel underwhelmed nevertheless, but that was hardly Helena's fault. Tala put up her fists and circled the woman, moving forward with every step, almost a bit too casually. As she quickly circled in on Helena, she used her peripheral to observed her lower body for sudden movements, but maintained eye contact.
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Helena Sigrid Sattler
Established
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 27
Physical Description: Helena is a tall woman, standing at six-foot-two, and has a strong, toned physique from years of training. She has long blonde hair, often tied into a braid, icy blue eyes, and a pale complexion. Her features are rather pretty, but she sports her fair share of scars, most hidden under her armour except for one that intersects her right eyebrow, and one small scar on the left side of her bottom lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Helena was brought up a commoner, so when outside of armour she doesn't bother with fancy attires that her wages could afford. Instead, she keeps to a regular old green tunic, one her mother had stitched Northern patterns in years prior, and a pair of thick, light blue trousers. Of course, even in her commoner garb, she keeps it clean (unless she's been indulging in her homely hobbies.)
However, as an esteemed sergeant of the guard, she is often seen in her set of plate armour. The armour is well made, very protective, but not overly flashy. As with most guardsman, her armour's look is fairly standard. No intricate designs, no flashy gems or trim, but instead just the standard issue lines and patterns across the metal work. The set is complete with a visored barbute helmet, with two eye holes and a small cross cut into one cheek.
The armour sports a tabard, designed with Isran colours and the nation's crest. It splits at the belt and runs down he greaves' thighs, revealing the chainmail skirts in between.
However, as a sergeant, she is granted just a little of her own touch. The trim around the neck of her breast plate sits a fur coif, one sported mostly by the handful of guards of Northern decent holding a high enough rank to get away with it.
For weapons, Helena has spent many years training with many different varieties, finding what suits her, but also for survival on the battlefield. Her philosophy is that, no matter how good a fighter you are, you can still be disarmed, so you should know how to fight with anything.
So, her primary choice in weapon is a longsword, sheathed on one side. As backup, she carries a kite shield on her back, and a one handed axe on her other side.
Allegiances: Isra and the Empress
Player's online availability : Somewhat available.
Registered: May 7, 2019 17:15:04 GMT -8
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Post by Helena Sigrid Sattler on Jan 3, 2020 23:40:36 GMT -8
Ah, the thrill of the fight. This is what Helena wanted. She draws her sword and takes a ready stands… but Tala had her fists up. What? She had been expecting a test of swordsmanship… never the less, she plants her sword in the dirt. “We’ll do this your way then,” she says as she cracks her knuckles through her gauntlets.
The circling had begun. Helena watches Tala through her visor, sizing her up. Big woman, muscular, probably used to fighting. Doesn’t seem properly trained. Many who are, like Helena, would see that as an advantage, but to Helena it meant chaos. There’s no telling what Tala would do next, so she just had to watch for now.
“Okay, big girl,” she says, her voice obscured slightly through her helmet. “No weapons… fists only… Unexpected, but I like it. Lets dance.”
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Jan 8, 2020 10:27:13 GMT -8
Tala was unamused by the chatter. The only reason she wouldn't be using her claymore was because that was a sacred weapon only meant to be used against evil. Her ancestors wouldn't appreciate such a careless use of the sword such as this sport. Tala started throwing jabs at the woman, if only to shut her up, while preparing to catch any limbs that might come flying her way and staying light on her toes.
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Helena Sigrid Sattler
Established
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 27
Physical Description: Helena is a tall woman, standing at six-foot-two, and has a strong, toned physique from years of training. She has long blonde hair, often tied into a braid, icy blue eyes, and a pale complexion. Her features are rather pretty, but she sports her fair share of scars, most hidden under her armour except for one that intersects her right eyebrow, and one small scar on the left side of her bottom lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Helena was brought up a commoner, so when outside of armour she doesn't bother with fancy attires that her wages could afford. Instead, she keeps to a regular old green tunic, one her mother had stitched Northern patterns in years prior, and a pair of thick, light blue trousers. Of course, even in her commoner garb, she keeps it clean (unless she's been indulging in her homely hobbies.)
However, as an esteemed sergeant of the guard, she is often seen in her set of plate armour. The armour is well made, very protective, but not overly flashy. As with most guardsman, her armour's look is fairly standard. No intricate designs, no flashy gems or trim, but instead just the standard issue lines and patterns across the metal work. The set is complete with a visored barbute helmet, with two eye holes and a small cross cut into one cheek.
The armour sports a tabard, designed with Isran colours and the nation's crest. It splits at the belt and runs down he greaves' thighs, revealing the chainmail skirts in between.
However, as a sergeant, she is granted just a little of her own touch. The trim around the neck of her breast plate sits a fur coif, one sported mostly by the handful of guards of Northern decent holding a high enough rank to get away with it.
For weapons, Helena has spent many years training with many different varieties, finding what suits her, but also for survival on the battlefield. Her philosophy is that, no matter how good a fighter you are, you can still be disarmed, so you should know how to fight with anything.
So, her primary choice in weapon is a longsword, sheathed on one side. As backup, she carries a kite shield on her back, and a one handed axe on her other side.
Allegiances: Isra and the Empress
Player's online availability : Somewhat available.
Registered: May 7, 2019 17:15:04 GMT -8
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Post by Helena Sigrid Sattler on Jan 12, 2020 5:53:14 GMT -8
There it is, the first fists thrown, now Helena has the advantage. She dips and dodges, then catches the third fist and pulls Tala’s arm further, trying to use her momentum against her, then throws a hook into the northlander’s ribs, just like she had been trained. It's one of the many techniques taught at the guard academy, to use your enemy’s own body against them, and once they’re off balance, strike hard!
Then again, training doesn’t always go quite right...
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Jan 22, 2020 15:18:41 GMT -8
Tala allowed Helena to use her momentum against her, and she would even force them to roll forward together. Helena's fist was caught by rock hard abdominal muscles instead of her ribs and their bodies both rolled as Tala pushed Helena down. The mercenary went over her, wrestling Helena into a lock, then smashed her head back, forcing her helmet to go flying. "Let's see that pretty face," she hissed through a gritty smile. Tala was confident in her wrestling capabilities, and wondered if the soldier could say the same.
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Helena Sigrid Sattler
Established
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 27
Physical Description: Helena is a tall woman, standing at six-foot-two, and has a strong, toned physique from years of training. She has long blonde hair, often tied into a braid, icy blue eyes, and a pale complexion. Her features are rather pretty, but she sports her fair share of scars, most hidden under her armour except for one that intersects her right eyebrow, and one small scar on the left side of her bottom lip.
Clothes and Equipment: Helena was brought up a commoner, so when outside of armour she doesn't bother with fancy attires that her wages could afford. Instead, she keeps to a regular old green tunic, one her mother had stitched Northern patterns in years prior, and a pair of thick, light blue trousers. Of course, even in her commoner garb, she keeps it clean (unless she's been indulging in her homely hobbies.)
However, as an esteemed sergeant of the guard, she is often seen in her set of plate armour. The armour is well made, very protective, but not overly flashy. As with most guardsman, her armour's look is fairly standard. No intricate designs, no flashy gems or trim, but instead just the standard issue lines and patterns across the metal work. The set is complete with a visored barbute helmet, with two eye holes and a small cross cut into one cheek.
The armour sports a tabard, designed with Isran colours and the nation's crest. It splits at the belt and runs down he greaves' thighs, revealing the chainmail skirts in between.
However, as a sergeant, she is granted just a little of her own touch. The trim around the neck of her breast plate sits a fur coif, one sported mostly by the handful of guards of Northern decent holding a high enough rank to get away with it.
For weapons, Helena has spent many years training with many different varieties, finding what suits her, but also for survival on the battlefield. Her philosophy is that, no matter how good a fighter you are, you can still be disarmed, so you should know how to fight with anything.
So, her primary choice in weapon is a longsword, sheathed on one side. As backup, she carries a kite shield on her back, and a one handed axe on her other side.
Allegiances: Isra and the Empress
Player's online availability : Somewhat available.
Registered: May 7, 2019 17:15:04 GMT -8
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Post by Helena Sigrid Sattler on Jan 23, 2020 3:48:03 GMT -8
Well, punching her gut would require a lot more strength. What is this woman made out of? Stone?! That complicates things, but not enough for Helena to even contemplate giving up now. Suddenly though, she finds herself in a lock and in a slight daze when her helmet goes flying off and Tala would see that, close up, she does indeed have a pretty face. Time to use that against her!
With a small grin and a wink, she flicks her head back, then into Tala’s face, headbutting her for all she’s worth, and doing at least enough damage to wriggle out of the lock. She rolls free and gets to her feet, then shakes her head free of the daze. “What are you made of?” she asks as she gets her whits back and pulls her fists back up. With Tala’s general hardness and no weapon, she certainly had the upper hand. Helena could only hope her armour and training would give her an edge.
She pulls her fists up and starts to use speed to her advantage, staying on the balls of her feet and shifting with every movement. She starts looking for openings and flings a jab forward, then another, all while looking for big openings to land a haymaker.
Then she finds one, and throws a mean right hook!
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