Cassandra Valour

Half a glance was given to the Lagoon's leader as the white lioness remained silent. Cat got her tongue? No snarky remark to be made? That was odd of her. Mentally, Cassandra laughed. Surprised to have the Lagoon leader rendered silent, she watched the battle for a moment. She knew Nero could hold his own, and that if something happened @Alizabeth would step in to deal with it. Whatever the issue between the Lagoon Heir and the Mire King, it wasn't her business to deal with.

Attention back on @Vansen as the other lioness politely turned down her offer to tell her more about the different prides. ""Amaryllis is a large land - just be cautious about those you come across. Some lions think its fun to claim women against their will."" Cassandra warned, inclining her head politely to the other lioness. ""The Brook is always open to new members as well, if you ever find yourself in that part of the land. I can assure you won't get smacked around so long as you don't cross borders."" The fluffy girl said, flicking her tail as she spoke. If that was all, and there was nothing more to be done here, she would be taking her leave of this gathering. No need to hang out here longer than necessary.

""If you're ever at the Brook, call for me. If anyone else finds you there, let them know I sent you that direction at some point."" She said. One last look towards the battle, a silent roll of her eyes at the tactlessness of the fight and a tense nod towards the Lagoon ruler before she turned to start making her way back towards the Brook.

-exit Cassandra unless stopped-

actions. "speech."

Talking to the Moon

Art & Table code by Zodiac

small and quick -- but he was not the first lion like that that alaric had fought. the boy moved so that they were head on and his teeth seemed to miss their target all together. with a frustrated grunt he released the bits of mane in his mouth and attempted to reposition his head, swinging it towards his left as he once more sought to grab hold of the boys face. in the close confines he did not have much room to work with, but he was determined to draw blood. he attempted to sink his teeth once more in to the boys left cheek, arching his neck a little in an attempt to find his target.

nero used gravity in his favor, for while alaric's claws were attacking, nero's scraped off the edge of his left arm, leaving gouges angled across the front near his elbow. painful though it was he did not retreat, shifting his weight to his hindquarters and rearing up to lash out with his right paw while attempting to grapple with the boy with his left.

attempting to keep his left leg engaged with the boys right he struck out with his own right paw, attempting to drag his claws down the front of nero's left shoulder.





Alaric vs @Nero
Minor main
Round 2 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 9d20: 3 + 5 + 4 + 6 + 2 + 9 + 13 + 12 + 1

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 5 + 7 + 10 + 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 10 + 7 + 1 + 18

code by corvus

@Nero VS. @Alaric FOR minor maim
— FIGHT TIMERS PAUSED —

This fight and its timers are currently paused pending a Fight Club discussion and review. All other posting can continue to happen in this thread without issue.

Another post will be made to signal the unpausing of the fight timers, at which time the fight can continue.

@Nero VS. @Alaric FOR minor maim
— FIGHT TIMERS UNPAUSED —

This fight and its timers are unpaused, now that the Fight Club has concluded its review.

The fight can now continue, and it is Nero's turn.

Nero wished there was more he could do in that moment, truly. He felt absolutely obligated not to push things too far simply because of the presence of Alizabeth. The heir could feel her eyes boring into him, but he couldn't allow the Rike sympathizer to get away with his crimes. It was personal, this battle, and Nero was far too petty to let bygones be bygones.

Nero attempted to drop his head below Alaric's and then attempted to jerk it upwards, attempting to bash the man beneath the chin. The movement would give him quite the headache and bruising if successful. He felt Alaric's teeth graze against his cheek and draw blood as he attempted to drop his head, avoiding a square hit but not damage altogether. With the awkwardness of their proximity and angling, Nero thought it might be better to simply avoid battling with teeth.

There was a small victory in feeling Alaric's skin peel away beneath his claws, but it was short lived as Alaric reared up and mirrored the attack, slashing Nero's skin to ribbons. It stung like a bitch, but his adrenaline was far too strong to simply back down. He thought to use Alaric's rearing to his advantage and attempted to rush forward straight into the man. Nero's only goal in doing so was to knock him off balance and send him to the ground. He may not have been large, but he was banking on Alaric being slightly off balance already by using Nero as a holding point and Nero was attempting to throw all of his way directly into him. The movement would certainly deepen the wounds on Nero if successful considering Alaric had a grip on him. A white torpedo straight to the chest wasn't fun, but it was all Nero really had to go with in that position.

Nero vs. @Alaric
Maim
Round 3 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 3d20: 11 + 9 + 15

Dodges:

Rolling 7d20: 18 + 17 + 14 + 4 + 15 + 11 + 9

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 10 + 7 + 8 + 19

code by corvus

it was an unexpected attack. nero dropping his head and swinging it back up, moving quicker than alaric might have expected, was the last thing the beast had imagined. thus it is successful, knocking nero's head against the underside of alaric's chin and causing his teeth to click together in the wake of their attack on on the face. he does not draw the blood he had wished to, his own attack barely scraping the boys cheek.

it is enough of a collision to rattle his teeth and make his jaw ache -- enough of a collision that there will be bruising and soreness tomorrow. a hiss pulls from between his clenched teeth, though his focus does not stray.

alaric's attack with his right paw was seemingly successful, flaying flesh in the wake of his downward strike. the fact that he struck down would be his saving grace as when nero abruptly shoved forward alaric's right paw was nearly at the ground. the wheat king stumbled back due to the white torpedo directed at his chest; he did not fall but sought to drop heavily back to the ground on three paws. the attack was enough to wind him, forcing the air from his lungs in a whoosh as the beast scrambled to regain his balance.

the left paw he had hooked in to nero's armpit prior was also on its way down, seeking to follow the right and return to the ground, aiming to spread his weight over all four legs once more.

it is messy, uncoordinated, and at the end of it he would expect to be chest to chest with the albino boy. leaving his paws to find their balance he again attempts to strike with his teeth, using his only available weapon and attempting to use their close proximity to his favor.

this time he does not hold back, attempting to snag the boys left ear between his teeth, half-hoping he might rip the damn thing off.




Alaric vs @Nero
Minor main
Round 3 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 9d20: 13 + 9 + 6 + 7 + 5 + 14 + 15 + 4 + 3

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 19 + 5 + 6 + 14

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 1 + 12 + 11 + 2

code by corvus

For someone who had recently struggled with a series of concussions, Nero had to admit that using his head as a battering ram wasn’t the most ideal move. He could already feel the familiar throbbing of a headache and knew his pink skin would soon turn black and blue – it wasn’t like Alaric had a marshmallow for a head. Successful as it was, Nero still suffered with repercussions.

Although his body slam didn’t have its intended result, Nero was still happy enough. Anything to just set the man on edge, throw him off balance even the tiniest amount. It made sense that the larger lion didn’t buckle entirely, but Nero was like a honey badger – small, annoying, and unnecessarily angry.

As close as they were to one another, Nero was at a loss to avoid having his ear snagged between Alaric’s teeth. It wasn’t great, but at least both of them were so awkwardly smooshed together that they were resorting to less.. impressive moves. At any other time, Nero may have found it amusing. As it was, he could feel teeth sinking into the thin cartilage of his ear and was at risk of having it severed unless he acted quickly. He attempted to lift his left paw and attempted to strike out with it, hoping to make contact and drag his claws down the lion’s face and encourage him to – if nothing else – let go of his ear.

Nero vs. @Alaric
Maim
Round 4 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 3d20: 11 + 7 + 14

Dodges:

Rolling 7d20: 4 + 17 + 2 + 8 + 10 + 11 + 3

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 19 + 10 + 6 + 12

code by corvus

there was something in the wheat king that made his fighting unusual. or, perhaps, simply more brutal than expected. alaric almost never gave up one of his own attacks in favor of avoiding damage -- he was single-minded in his determination.

so when nero's paw swung towards his face the brute did not relinquish the grip he had managed on the boys ear, taking full damage (in the form of deep and bloody gouges down his right cheek) in order to clench his jaw and attempt to worsen whatever wounds he could manage to make. alaric attempts to give his head a small shake in order to do so, while a sharp hiss of pain escapes through his clenched teeth.

he does, though, retaliate with his own claws. while he attempted to hold on to the boys ear and jerk his head he also attempted to lift his own left paw and strike out towards the boys previously injured right leg. this time the mire king aims for the meaty flesh of nero's right shoulder, attempting to drag his claws down the limb and hopefully through some kind of sensitive skin or (if he was fortunate) muscle.




Alaric vs @Nero
Minor main
Round 4 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 9d20: 3 + 12 + 17 + 6 + 2 + 13 + 15 + 11 + 8

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 12 + 1 + 13 + 9

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 16 + 20 + 14 + 17

code by corvus

Nero knew the battle was ending and he knew, on brute strength alone, that he was losing. It didn’t matter, though. He would lose a thousand times if only to be a thorn in Alaric’s side for the remainder of his life, to be a nuisance and wreak whatever havoc he could on the king. Maybe it wasn’t an ideal way to spend his life, but hey, at least it gave him something to do outside of sulking. A goal was just what he needed in order to sustain the dull agony of hating himself – by hating someone else.

He felt his claws tear at the lion’s skin and did his best not to gag at the sensation. A successful hit, but one that apparently only served to piss him off even further as he proceeded to shake his head, biting down harder and – oh, well, at least Nero could wear earrings now if he wanted. The pain of teeth biting straight through his cartilage was not pleasant and he snarled, feeling the blood as it began to drip inside his ear. Gross. Whatever, at least he didn’t have to go to the Piercing Pagoda anymore. The small shake of Alaric’s head tore the holes somewhat, but overall the bloody appendage remained attached – for now.

Another hiss slipped from his teeth as Alaric’s claws shredded the skin of his shoulder, down enough to kiss the muscle but not enough to tear through it. He was more red than white at this point (at least his front half), and the Scilla heir could only go so far before he began to exhaust himself. It was with one final burst of energy that Nero attempted to snap for the king’s face, simultaneously attempting to utilize his now bloody right leg in order to – once again – attempt to drag his claws down Alaric’s face and hopefully over his eye. If Nero wasn’t getting out without some permanent damage, maybe he could at least return the favor.

Nero vs. @Alaric
Maim
Round 5 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 3d20: 13 + 14 + 15

Dodges:

Rolling 7d20: 2 + 8 + 10 + 19 + 9 + 6 + 14

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 1 + 4 + 18 + 17

code by corvus

blood spills and he is reminded, again, that this is where he belongs. in a fight, on the battlefield -- this is what the mire king was born for.

the boy is quick -- swapping from one leg to the other -- and alaric senses that there will be claws coming for his face once more. this time he does not stand still. the moment his left paw returned to the ground (thankfully already on its way down after tearing through the flesh of the boys right leg) he attempts to slam forward.

he seeks to bestow a hard shove, attempting to drive the bony point of his left shoulder in to nero's chest while intending to keep his teeth clenched tight around the boys ear. it is a move that is attempted with the hope of finishing the fight, shoving the boy back while tearing away whatever flesh from his ear that he can.

alaric feels nero's claws fall lower than their intended target, scraping through the thick mane at the left side of his neck, tugging a few small clumps out with his claws. the exposed skin wells with blood, dots appearing on the surface of his flesh where the mane had once clung. it smarts but not enough to pull his attention or focus. he feels, too, the graze of teeth at the lower side of his face, but the wounds are shallow in comparison to the gouges nero had left earlier so they are easy enough for the king to ignore.

nothing mattered except for victory and he was determined to have it.



Alaric vs @Nero
Minor main
Round 4 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 9d20: 5 + 1 + 10 + 15 + 11 + 14 + 17 + 20 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 20 + 9 + 18 + 19

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 16 + 18 + 4 + 1

code by corvus