Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Nivel at the shield games (I got permission from Nightmare to attempt this)

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Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Postby Nivel on August 29th, 2014, 1:57 am


11th day of Summer, 514 AV

Nivel was filled with excitement and a little bit of nervousness as she waited to be called into the area. Her patron Grey was busy preforming different some type of strange magic on her that Grey said would help protect her in the arena. Nivel took a peak at the magical process and found that her patron was blowing a strange translucent membrane from her mouth that slowly encased the pycon. Nivel watched as this magic slowly crept over her arms and other limbs like nothing she had ever seen before. A light tap on the head broke Nivel from her fixation “okay you are ready my dear” Stated Grey “Now for your weapon, hand it over”

Nivel gave her patron the key shaped Pypole that she had humbly named Grick. Nivel hadn't really used Grick for fighting yet, she wasn't sure she would even use him for this fight but none the less felt compelled to bring him along. When Grick was handed back to her she could see he was covered in different coloured layers, the pycon didn't know what each layer represented or why there was even more then one but now wasn't really the time for questions about djed.

The tiny squire entered the arena, and at first was overwhelmed with the cheering crowds but took a few deep breaths and proceed. She looked out at the people that had come to see her and at the beautiful banners to various gods and goddesses. Nivel was told that because today was meant to be a battle of brawn that it was dedicated to Izurdin, Nivel assumed it was because he was some kind of god or strength or something along those lines. The gods symbol was a hammer and she could see it in many of the banners and decorations of the arena.

It wasn't long before her opponent made his present known, he was a Tall folk who like Nivel opted out of wearing armour. Her opponent hadn't even worn a shirt which was different than most tall folk Nivel had meet who seemed to always be covered up. she admired the illustrations on his bare chest and wondered if they were magical in nature. She was eager to see what magical skills he would employ in this fight. The pycon felt a bit at a disadvantage from the lack of offensive magic she had but knew she would have fun regardless. With the wards she had on her body she felt a little more comfortable with the possiblity of fireballs being thrown her way, but still didn't know how effective they were.
She entered the centre of the designated fighting area along with her opponent and waited for the fight to start.
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Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Postby Nivel on November 14th, 2014, 3:39 pm



The other squire looked puzzled and a touch angry at the sight of his much smaller opponent. He tried to look at Nivel from different angles and vantage points, possibly in an effort to figure out if the pycon was some kind of trick or illusion.
He shot back a look of disapproval at his patron and mouthed the words “ Do I really have to fight this thing?”
The Patron simply nodded with a neutral expression and left it at that.
Letting out a sigh, he directed his attention back to nivel.
“I'll try to go easy on ya there lil' guy?” he said apathetically with a quick shrug of his shoulders.
“Don't do that!” Nivel shouted back “It wouldn't be nearly as fun”
“whatever..yah want..little..lady?” Only now suspecting the odd creature he was talking to might be female.

The Announcer interrupted their weak attempts at conversation with a bellowing introduction to the two fighters and their respective Patron knights. Nivel bowed as her name was called but the Tall Folk apparently named Tobias only nodded his head a bit. The Announcer finally called a start to the fight and the crowd went silent eagerly waiting to see what these two mage Squires could do. Tobias didn’t budge from his spot and seemed more occupied with checking the cleanliness of his nails than what Nivel was doing. Nivel however, was charging forward thinking of quick strategies for talking her tattooed opponent down. A peculiar thing happened as Nivel got closer, One of Tobias’s arms suddenly went limp and Nivel was hit by a strong invisible force that sent her flying.
“A point to Squire Tobias” Called the Announcer.
Before Nivel could asses what could have possibly hit her another blow was stuck from the other side.
“A point to Squire Tobias” The Announcer repeated.
Nivel used her Auristics again suspecting magic was at play and the extended tendril coming from Tobias’s arm socket spoke volumes. A second attack from the Astral hand came the pycons way, but this time she easily dodged it. The smirk on Tobias’s face faded and was replaced with a much more serious one. Tobias untethered his other arm and attacked Nivel with both of his spectral hands. The attacks were slow which allowed Nivel to easily sidestep them both and they hit the ground creating clouds of dirt in their wake.

Nivel did some magical gesturing but did her best to disguise them in a silly looking dance. She hoped the strange gesture would catch him off guard and it did.
"What the heck is this thing doing" The Tall Folk blurted out with a perturbed look on his face.
Nivel didn't bother answering him and continued her gestures in an effort to channel her energy. Before Tobias realized what Nivel was really doing she had already used her flux to displace her energy into her legs. She shot like a bullet in his direction and lashed him with her whip arm.
"A point for Squire Nivel" called the Announcer.

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Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Postby Nivel on November 20th, 2014, 2:46 am



Another attack with the spectral tendrils came Nivel's way and she used another bust of her flux to move around the Tall folk. She hit him again across the other leg this time with a more substantial mallet shaped arm. She did this to weaken the legs of her opponent but soon realized that the wards covering Tobias would keep any actual damage from happening. This gave Nivel and extra challenge as making her opponents fall to the ground was always her goal in a fight. Having them on the ground greatly decreased the possibility of being squished, she didn't like the idea of being stuck on the ground were she could be flattened under someones foot at any moment. She thought she might try and climb him but the Tall folk didn't have as much foot holds as other Squires did and she wasn't very good at Climbing.

The Announcer called out another one of Nivels points and all the pycon could think about was how horribly boring it must be to constantly call out each hit they made. The two fighters were tied now with two points each, but Nivel wasn't really sure how long this fight would take. Her legs were starting to feel the strain from using her flux so she would need to get off the ground if she was to win this fight.

Her opponent didn't seem to realize where Nivel was due to her speedy retreat and she took the opportunity to attempt to climb him. She placed grick on her hip and held it there with clay before attempting to ascend. She extended an outstretched limb to grab onto his pant leg and was lucky enough to succeed in doing so. Tobias quickly realized what was going on and brought his astral body back into his arms. Nivel quickly grabbed a higher portion of his pants to escape the grasp of the Tall folk. She moved to the back of his pants and lashed at him with her tails earning her another point. Then she jumped off to avoid his grasp again, since she didn't know where else to go. It was tough climbing a shirtless Tall Folk, they didn't have much to grab onto.





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Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Postby Nivel on November 21st, 2014, 7:37 pm




Tobias seemed to realize that his projection magic wasn’t going to be of much use against the pycon, because he stopped using it all together and began attacking Nivel with a barrage of foot stomps. He was acting like an angry house owner ridding himself of invading cockroaches and mice as Nivel nimbly hoped out of the way of each upcoming boot. Tobias seemed desperate now, even though Nivel was only slightly in the lead anything but flawless victory would be disgraceful in his mind. Nivel on the other hand was actually enjoying every minute of this fight even if her legs felt were pretty tired and her nexus was beginning to ache. She knew that if one of his feet connected with her, it would be an end to the fight and the pycon didn’t want that to happen yet.

Flux magic would really help Nivel get back on the offensive but she knew it was far too risky to try it again. Even keeping her autistics active was a bit of a strain and the passive skill didn’t even take much concentration. All of her energy was on getting away from the relentless and vicious stopping of the massive feet. She managed to snap at one of his calves, earning her another point but that only served to make Tobias fight even harder. He let out a hard kick that connected with Nivel and sent her rolling like a rag doll on the ground. She rolled out the way just in time to evade yet another hard stomp to the ground.

Thankfully for Nivel, Tobias was getting visibly tired. His earlier magic use must have put stain on him, not to mention all the physical exertion he’d put himself under. The pycon wasn’t sure how long she could keep herself from being flattened if he had kept charging at her like he was doing. The Tall folk was hunched with his hands on his knees while he struggled to catch breath. He glared at Nivel in disgust the whole time as if she was the root of all his problems.

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Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Postby Nivel on November 24th, 2014, 4:08 am



Nivel didn't really pick up on his anger and thought he was just getting into the fight. Nivel was beginning to be known for getting a little scary looking when she was getting lost in the moment during a fight. She hadn't done it too often but her battle screams and terrifying faces were sure to give some pages and even a few squires some nightmares. She didn't intend to cause people alarm it was just what her mother did when she was teaching Nivel the basics of Pyken. Nivel honestly took the unpleasant face Tobias made as a complement.

She pushed through the tiredness setting in her legs and the pain in her head and charged forward. She released Grick from her waist and held it in her hand, planning to finally use him for an attack. Her ears shrunk and the excess clay inflated her spare arm into a bulbous clump. When she got closer she stuck the pypole into the ground ahead of her and tried to use the flexible weapon to catapult her into the air. It didn't. She ended up falling to the ground in a pathetic clumsy display.

"Seriously...?" Tobais groaned and directed a face of judgement at the tiny squire.
Nivel got up quickly and tried to pretend that her little mishap didn't happen. She still had the one swelled hand and was in close enough range to do something with it. She extended it out like one of her usual tentacle arms but this time she the end had a solid hardened clay clump at the end like a flail. She swung her attack at Tobais but he didn't even move to dodge it he just stood there, The attack hit his leg and still he made no effort to retaliate or even move.

"Okay this is stupid" The Tall Folk mumbled to himself before shooting a hand up high into the air and waving it back and forth "I Forfeit!...I don't wanna fight this creepy looking thing any more"
An end to the fight was called and Nivel was declared the winner but it was hallow victory for the pycon. She was confused and assumed she had done something wrong. She wanted to ask the tall folk what she had done to offend him but he had already stormed off to his Patron. All that was left for her to do was hang her head low and walk off the stadium. The entire walk she heard booing and assumed they were for her, this was the worst day of Nivel's short life.

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Nivel VS Tobias (Shield Games)

Postby Plume on April 6th, 2015, 6:03 am

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Nivel
Observation +4 XP
Flux +2 XP
Climbing +1 XP
Auristics +1 XP
Pyken +2 XP
Weapon: Pypole +1 XP
Dancing +1 XP
Subterfuge +1 XP
Tactics +2 XP
Intelligence +2 XP

Shield Points +100 XP For winning the Shield Games!

Lores :
  • Sera Grey: Translucent Membrane Protection
  • Izurdin: God of Brawn?
  • Tobias: Condescending Tall Folk Opponent
  • Shield Games: Fighting an Astral Arm
  • Shield Games: Tobias Forfeits, Hollow Victory
  • First Match of Shield Games: Worst Day Ever
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An interesting turn of events, definitely didn't see that coming. Well done!
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