[closed]I will be king! (of swordsmanship)

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Looking at the boy he laughed, "It's kender dear boy, and yes, she is," one that is going to cost me a pretty penny by the end of the day too. There was no doubt he cared for her, but mostly like an older brother did for his younger sister, it was nothing more than that. She was annoying and troublesome, easily not worth the gold, yet he needed her, since she did have knowledge of things he did not. This made her a good asset for the group and one he would always prefer to have around. Sliding through the crowd behind her, she seemed to grab something and he watched as he stopped and simply stood there.

As a large man, even for Raz he was rather large, popped into his view, he couldn't help but give a nervious smile as Tilli brought trouble upon herself. Shoving his way through the crowd, Raz arrived just in time as his hand rose and held the man's arm down from drawing the axe, "Now, now, you wouldn't want to do that, would ya?" he questioned the man. Sadly the idea had back fired as the man spun around and sent his meaty fist to Raz's chest. Stumbling back, Raz had the air knocked from his lungs, quite literally too as he gasped for breath and grabbed his chest. Leaning forward, one hand rested on his knee to keep him from completely falling over.

After a few seconds, Raz stood back up and stared at the man who seemed to be back at what he was doing. A cold look took Raz's face as he drew his sword and without question, plunged it into the man's shoulder. Letting the blade pierce through his skin, Raz kicked the man's knee in and let him fall as he bent the man to his will, "I gave you a chance to do this the easy way, but now you've gone and pissed me off," he hissed as he ripped the sword from the man's shoulder. Within just a second, Raz's fist colladed with the man's face and the large man fell to the ground, out like a rock.

[Jarad]

Jango nodded, "O, kender is it? Well, don't kender's have sticky fingers. Isn't it a hassle to travel with on-" He started to say. Then, he saw Raziel beating up an older man. He ran over to Raziel. "What did you do that for?" He asked him. "You could have just reasoned with him." He said to Raziel. He sighed as he checked his first aid kit, nope. Nothing to deal with a stab wound. He sighed, "Tilli, give back whatever it is you found and he wanted." He said to Tilli. surprisingly, he wasn't to taller then the girl. He sighed.

[Tillibleeboorgleenet]

Giggles seemed to pass through the mouth of the young kender as the man continued to bark out at her, yet she was ready and determined to fight him. After all he had called her a thief! And then Raziel was at the large brutes side, the nerve; she could handle this man on her own and he knew it! Tilli was quiet capable of fending for herself, being smaller then others made her that way. A pout decorated her mouth as she watched the man and drow tussle about.
“Not fair Raz! Simply not fair!” Was all she said to the drow as he moved, victoriously away from the the large, rock like man. And then the human had spoken up to her, with a gasp Tilli spun herself about; and rather violently smacked him upside the head with her hoopak!
“I will not give to him what I have found! -I- found it; not he..” With a raise of her nose the kender once again stuck her tongue out at the young boy; that was until the local authorities hitched their hands about her arms. “Oh why hello there you fine men!”
“This kender traveling with you?” A firm stern voice echoed through her pointed, Elvin like ears.
“No need to fret man of authority! My dear friend here has taken care of the problem! Lunatic of a man really, making me out like I am a thief.. REALLY!” With a tug Tilli attempted to move away from the two who held onto her smaller arms. “Oh boy! Are you fine gentlemen going to show me your jails as well!? Oh how I love to see new things.. This one time, while traveling through the Gelu Metal Urbs I found myself at a jail, the food was quite unsatisfying, but the company! Oh the company was something interesting, ALL MURDERERS! I swears it on my great Uncle Trapspringers grave! Did you know that you can take off a mans head with a fork!? --- I think I’ve got one if you would like me to demon-straight,--- is that the word for it? Sticky business it is I suppose, never really had the chance to try…” And with that the kender was surely escorted toward the prisons.. Excited, boisterous, and fearless like always.

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Listening to Tilli and Jango at the same time, he rolled his eyes, "Boy, don't you tell me what to do, I have little patience and if you want to test it like that man, you'll end up in the same position and Tilli, life ain't fair, get use to it." His patience was clearly worn down and it didn't help when the guards arrived. Watching as they grabbed Tilli and than two more moved to wards Raz. Sliding his hand to his sword, Raz's eyes closed as a smirk pressed over his lips, "If I were you two, I'd go home while you still have your legs attatched to your body," his threat mused off his tongue like air was sucked into his lungs with each breath. Sadly the guards drew their swords and Raziel's eyes opened to stare at them, "Wonderful." He spoke as if he expected this to happen and without waiting, he drew his sword and slashed it forward.

Guard one blocked the sword while guard two lunged his own sword to Raz's abdomen, however, a green glow took Raz's left hand as a sword swipped around and knocked the attack away. Falling back, guard two rang the bell nearby, calling for enforcements as Raz let his soul sword dissappear and he defended himself against guard one. Each attack was easily blocked and Raz didn't even move his feet as he stood almost straight, deflecting the attacks of now both guards. Parry after parry, Raziel made this look like child's play as he laughed out, "You guys can still go home to your families, it would be a shame to send them pieces of your body." Clanging metal resounded behind him and he shrugged his shoulders as he moved from defensive to offensive. Deflecting guard one's sword, Raziel slide forward, ducking under guard two's attack as Raz's knees buckled and he rolled along the ground, slipping between the two. Raziel's left foot slide out as he came around and his body twisted, sword slashing as the ankles of the guards and as the tip tasted their flesh, both fell instantly to the ground. Quickly standing, his sword raised as he swipped away the attack of a third guard. Fist of Raz flew forward and colladed with the guard's helmet, a loud ring pounding through the area and the guard easily stumbling back as Raz shook his hand.

[Jarad]

Jango was tired of this, and when the guards came, he was about to try and reason with them, but then they started to attack Raziel. Raziel was a dangerous man and if he was left to do what he wanted, he would kill them. Jango moved in front of one of the soldiers as Raziel had moved to wards him, "Stop!" He yelled out to wards the guards, he knew a few of their kids and knew that their kids would cry for days if their brave parents where killed, "Stand down, let me deal with this." He said to the guards, a normal person could tell that the air around him had changed. Just Jango's presence could scare a few people, not a lot, but still.

Jango's hand slowly glided to the sword on his belt, it was still sheathed, I will try my knew technique on him. I will do my best to stop him, even if I don't win, I can at least save some families happiness. He got into a stance and since he has openly challenged Raziel, he would do his best to survive and win. He knew that if he lost, he would end up like that armadillo.
(Now, i am really sorry if this is god-moding. )

[Tillibleeboorgleenet]

Again! Another fight! It must really have been Tilli’s lucky day indeed! Oh how she was going to have fun telling others about this place-- where was she anyway? It didn’t matter, she’d find out one of these days; but oh the stories! With a tug at one of the men holding her arms britches she peeked up to him.
“Are we going or what lazy? Do your job! Bring me in!” She then pointed to the fight that had ensued in front of her. “Or you could join that, but I’m pretty sure Raz will nip your ankles you’ve got there! And what fine ankles they are, do you work out?!” As if the guard didn’t need time to think he whisked the frolicking kender female away, in all actuality there was simply no need to hold onto her arm; for she went with heightened curiosity with him. When alas they had reached the grimy part of town, and she was escorted into a dungeon room, below that of what looked like a stable; how it was possible for such things to happen; Tilli would indeed have to ask! But that was later, now she simply stared, wide eyed, shock ridden and simply stunned. “Wow, much larger then the one I was in before. I hope the food is better, indeed I do.. Do you mind putting me in the same one as him there?” Almond shaped hues narrowed in on an elderly man, half clothed, half coherent of what was going on. “I’ll just work my way around.” With that she scooted herself from the gaurds grip, and slithered herself between the irons that made the cell door. “GOOD DAY THERE NASTY LOOKING FELLOW, HOW IS THE FOOD!?”

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His eyes stared down at the boy that decided to get in between him and the guards, as if he thought he was protecting them. This boy had a good heart or perhaps he was just stupid, either way Raziel let out a bellowing laugh and slowly shook his head, "I don't fight babies," he stated bluntly as his eyes stared at him, "There is no real challenge in it, you'll be dead faster than the guards could say no." Perhaps he was being a little egotistical, but honestly, he wanted a challenge not some boy with a sword. "I've already shown you kindness once, I won't do it again, so get out of the way," he no growled. Sliding his sword into his sheath, he removed the sheath from his belt and tied the rope around the hilt of his sword. There was no doubt he was going to have to fight the boy and this would be the child's first lesson in pain, "If you really want to fight, than you should be ready to kill me." Even though he wasn't planning on killing Jango, the boy would certainly be hoping he had when Raz would get done with him.

[Jarad]

Jango was as still as stone. He refused to move from his stance, "The only one who is being a baby is YOU!" HE said to him in a serious tone. "Solving all your problems with violence. You wouldn't be in this fix if you had tried to reason with the man. A swordsman is supposed to protect when one needs to be truly protected. Not wield their sword and stabbing people Willy nilly like you do." He said to the man. "Now, either keep your sword sheathed for the rest of the time you are here. OR FIGHT ME!" HE yelled out to the drow. He was a danger to the town, and if he didn't stop, he would kill, and ruin peoples lives.

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His eyes focused on the boy as he spoke from his heart. Heart, something Raziel had long forgotten and the way the boy spoke, he had virtue, it was a pity it was wasted. Staring intently at the child before him as he spoke, thinking that words could solve the problems of today. The boy was blind to what the world really was or was it just because he saw through the eyes of a drow? A sigh rippled past Raziel's lips, "You're right," he mused as he stared down at the ground, his hair falling off his shoulder, "But sadly you're also wrong. A swordsman's job is not to protect, it is to learn the art and boy, I'm a drow, when I see people, I see bags of meat walking around without a care in the world," his eyes rose and glared at the boy, "They get what they deserve." Without warning, Raziel's sword slashed out, the sheath still upon it and it was moving to wards Jango's left cheek.

[Jarad]

Jango was lucky that he didn't move from his stance, for had he moved even an inch, he wouldn't have been able to use his technique, with almost lightning speed, he drew his sword and his sword's blade collided with the Drow's sheathed sword. "Draw!" He said as he jumped back a few feet and waited for Raziel's attack, he wouldn't move recklessly, for if he did, he would be dead in a few moments.

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As the blades collided, Raziel turned his body the other way, letting his knees bend as his left leg came sweeping down around to catch the boy's feet. The sword switched hands as his left hand held the blade and his right hand curled into a claw. Stretching the sword out, he let it slash through the air, aimed for the boy's stomach. Raziel's mind was going a million miles per hour, thought translating into action, action creating the demise of the poor boy. Rules were thrown out, Jango wanted to stand between a man and an army, than he woudn't be shown any pleasantries. With this in mind, Raziel's right hand caught fire to a green glow and as his sword passed the area, whether it hit or missed, his right hand lunged forward as Raziel screamed out. The green glow shot from his palm and was aimed straight for the child's chest, the blast would be enough to knock the wind out of anyone and maybe cause the boy to stagger back a few steps. His body continued to turn and his left forearm came in contact with the ground as he rolled a few feet away. Quickly gaining his stance back, he stood up in one easy motion and held his sword dangerously in his left hand as he waited to see the boy's reaction, waiting to see what move he would attempt to do next.

[Jarad]

Jango had jumped back a few feet the moment the swords collided, which had saved him a slice to the stomach, unfortinuntly, the green glow hit him square in the chest. He slide back a few feet, having put his hand's up as a guard, which had saved his life. For that attack was so powerful, his left arm, the one that was benieth the other arm, was now broken. Jango, however, was to consentrated on the fight to notice this heavy wound and even as his left arm fell limply to his side he still watched Raziel.

Jango ran towards Raziel and he started to swing his sword, Horizontal, Vertical, a side ways slash, and then a slash that went from the ground up. When Jango finished his combo, or if raziel parried one of them, Jango quickly jumped backwards and had his sword facing behind him. Jango held his sword so that the handle was the closest thing to Raziel.

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Watching as the boy ran at him, Raziel could only laugh as he stepped back from the horizontal slash, stepped off to the left side at the vertical, and let his body contort to let the final slash pass above his body. Sadly that slasy managed to cut his cloak and as he stood back up, the black cloak began to slide off his form. Quickly it revealed the black leather armor that clung to his body in an elegant fashion as as the boy made his final attack, Raziel's sword slide down, slipping from his hand as his foot rose, in an attempt to push his own sword against Jango's, uncaring of the damage that would happen to the swords. Letting his right hand slip to his belt, he grabbed the dagger that rested there. It was far less extravagant from his sword, but the dagger was laced with poison. Not enough to kill a child like him, but it was used to spread sickness, a simple cold and fever that would put someone in bed for a while. It plunged straight through the air to wards Jango's left arm, since Raziel had noticed it was rather limp. Even if the blade were to scratch the skin, the poison's effects would still take place, easily not right away, but it would teach the kid a nice lesson.

[Jarad]

Even though his arm was broken, he felt the dagger sink deep into his arm. He felt the poison seep off of the blade and into his skin and almost instantaneously, he felt the affects of the poison. Jango staggered back as the poison took over. He was determined to prove that he was not a weak little boy, and he would be ready to die. If that was necessary.

He was still in his stance and as he felt the dagger enter his body, he slashed up-wards with his blade, basically doing a back-flip. "Upper-blade!" He cried out as sudden pain seized his left arm. After he landed from his attack, he fell to his knees, his right hand had dropped his sword and was now pulling out the dagger that was still stuck in his arm. He threw it aside as his vision began to blur. He fell over on the ground and was on the verge of losing consciousness.

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As the boy made his attack, he managed to catch Raz's left shoulder, sinking the blade into his skin before he was able to pull back to safety. Moving his right hand over to his wound, he noticed it wasn't that deep, merely a flesh wound that would need a band-aid to stop the bleeding. Staring over at the boy, Raz's foot adjusted and tossed his sword up, catching it with ease in his right hand and slapping it to his belt. A grin settled upon his lips as the poison worked faster than he had expected, perhaps the boy will puke before he falls over. Though it didn't matter to him anymore as he snatched up his dagger in one hand and his cloak in the other. Tossing the cloak up and over his shoulders, the dagger was slide back against the belt, "It was nice fighting you, but you weren't much of a challenge like I had said...have fun in bed for a few days, chap," laughing coldly, Raziel tossed the hood of his cloak up as the guards moved in. In that very moment, he was gone and the guards stood there puzzled before rushing to wards the boy who needed the most help, most of them running off to get the local doctor.