OOC Duel Thread

The Rogue dodges. She moves quickly into a better position and swings her staff.

the spark moves his focus to the duel that is about to start

The Muse smiles at the Duke

"Hello, Ethan. My name is Annalyn. I believe we have met before."

The Page looks at the Muse in disbelief. Nerd-ing out in 3...2...1...

"Woah, are you an elf? You totally look like an elf. Like from Lord of the Rings. Are you really ageless? Does Rivendell exist? If that's true, does your planet have Orcs, wizards, and Hobbits?"

The Mage warns the Page to be careful, that creature killed another creature for no apparent reason and threatened another mere moments ago.

"..."
The Page shuts up and backs away from the Muse, his sword out. He doesn't want trouble.

the spark smirks

'that chick is not an elf, but they do exist, i remember my uncle telling me about the time he trained with aaragon, said he was a great swordsman, could have been a Kin'

((what is the Spark's appearance?))

"I'd be more interested to find out if Star Wars was a real thing..."

Shaula wrote:

The Rogue dodges. She moves quickly into a better position and swings her staff.

The Seer blocks, then drives the staff into the ground while attempting to kick the Rogue in the knee.

The Mage asks the Spark what kind of creature he is again, he doesn't seem to recall if the Spark ever answered that question.

The Rogue jumps back, almost falling but quickly regaining her balance. She attempts to strike again, moving faster now than she did a moment ago.

-I...don't think so. Or at least, I don't remember it. I'm sorry.

The Seer blocks again, but is a little too slow to do anything fancy other than move to close-quarters.

'star wars? is that the realm with the plasma weaponry and light side and dark side of telepathic magic stuff? if so then yeah, we studied midochlorians during our first term of essence based lifeforms'

((the spark looks like a cross between human and elf, with heavy leaning towards human, like slightly pointed ears and more defined bone structure, his eyes are different coloured, one being normal white with black pupil and the other being the opposite, his irises are both silver))

'an no you are right i did not say what species i am'

he turns to the rogue

'need a hand?'

The Mage waits for a bit and then asks if the Spark is GOING to tell him what species he is.

'probably not'

he says with a smirk

"Nah, I got this."

The Rogue continues to move faster and faster, giving the Seer less time to respond between each strike.

((Any stolen time is pretty much being dumped on the Spark. He might not need it, but it has to go somewhere. YOU'RE WELCOME))

suddenly things begin to slow down around the spark

as if he has gained more time and it is stacking up and slowing down like treacle

'well this is interesting'

he decides to go off on a wander

((basically everyone else will see me like i am moving super super fast))

((Quick question, what is your species))

((Because it sounds like you're keeping it secret and trying to hide it and, well, you know how my Mage is with finding out stuff that he's not supposed to))

((North American Hollering Phallus Baboon))

((he is Kin, guardians of reality, well more like janitors, their job is to make sure the worlds follow the Written Histories, each memeber is linked to one of the Sentient elements and that is where they derrive most of their power as they grow older, my guy is special because he is the only one of his kind to be made of two Elements, Yin and Yang, hence his eye colour))

((he is pretty young relatively speaking so has yet to fully realise his powers such as his replication thing and command over the Elements he is made of))

((Yeah, that's probably more likely than mine))

The Mage stares at the Spark for a while quietly.

Fascinating!

'yeah i thought you would find that pretty cool'

'also thanks on the heads up of your powers'

'pretty interesting i wonder how far it goes'

((just to tell you there are about three hundred black spider things hidden behind the scenes, sort of like if reality was a cinema screen they are on the other side of it, clattering about, that is what trenchcoat heard, though he is systematically removing them))

((Are they actifly trying to hide?))