@Nephthys (keeping the mammoth hunt vague)

The brute had decided to stay in the area after the run in with the mammoth. Keligan had not been blind to the bloodstains in the Pit and quickly realized that this was an area of battles. It pleased the Barbarian and was hoping to stretch out his muscles. The loss of his homes had put out some frustrating vibes for the lion and decided that maybe some practice sparring would be a good ice breaker. Stretching his body, he maneuvered his muscles to get them ready. Claws at the ready, digging into the dirt beneath him. Bobbed tail flicking behind him and ears hidden within his mane, against his skull. Positioning his body, he looked for an opponent for a spar.

Nephthys' skin was crawling. She was furious with herself for having felt any sort of feeling for Ronin when he clearly had other bitches to warm his bed. Okay, okay, there was no way for her to know that for sure, but it was the potential of him having lied to her that stung more than anything. Like, you know, that she wasn't special. She had been the one to seduce him, though. It wasn't something she could.. hold against him, exactly. It was more of the realization that she had genuine feelings for the man, she guessed. Either way, she needed to bite something.

You, she barked. You wanna fight?

@Keligan

Well this was different. Two familiar scents would find their way to him, but he was slow to respond. Processing the scents painfully slowly as the stranger at the mammoth hunt and the all too familiar scent of Nephthys. Ronin would turn, following the scents until the distinct form of the red lioness came into view. His muscles would tense at her words, angry and aggressive. Already his veins would begin warming at the sound, his heart picking up its steady beat and pumping adrenaline into his veins.

The warmonger recalled their conversation, she wanted to learn to fight- well practice did make perfect but he was slightly wounded that she hadn’t wanted to spar with him. That hurt and frustration was overwhelmed with the yearning to protect her from the fight she was pushing for, jaws would clench as he shifted his gaze between them. Coming to a stop, he would nod to the man before his sharp gaze turned to the woman he had feelings for. Eyes raked over her form, “defenses up if you’re going to start a fight.” His tone was firm, instructing, his gaze calculating as he watched her.

Time to see what the fiery woman was made of…and he would try not to hold it against the male stranger if he hurt her. Ronin would typically recline back and observe but not today. The warmonger would stretch, as if readying himself for battle, claws extending so that he could scrape them against the stone covered ground, sharpening them methodically as he watched the pair.


- hope you don’t mind me throwing him in to watch-
+5 observe a fight
+5 sharpen weapons

The beast didn't have to wait for long until someone showed up. And she barked at him. Lowering his ears into his mane, he narrowed his eyelids and grunted. Then another came who seemed to know the lioness and barked at her. But Keligan ignored him. Instead the brute kept his attention on @Nephthys Baring his longer fangs, his claws scraped the ground beneath him, sharpening them for battle. Ladies first. His bobbed tail twitched behind him as he aligned his spine and pushed up his shoulders to move more protective fat upwards. Tucking his chin, his jaw was agape as he stared at her with purple gaze. Ready for her to make her first move.

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Barbarian
+5 Maintain your weapons (sharpen claws or care for teeth)

@Keligan vs. @Nephthys
Practice Spar
Round 0 / 3

Hits: [roll=#d20]
Dodges: [roll=#d20]
Luck: [roll=#d20]

Nephthys bristled as she heard a familiar voice – a voice that belonged to the man she had been trying to avoid. It was difficult to get her frustrations out when the cause was standing right there. Not only that, but the audacity to tell her how to posture! The Tollaire couldn't help herself. She was too weak when it came to discipline and keeping her mouth shut. Why don't you go bother that pretty little girlfriend of yours and let me handle the fighting, darling? She snapped, lifting her lip in a haughty sneer. Jealous? Never.

She didn't miss a beat before turning back to her opponent. Fuck the defenses. Now she wasn't going to use a single goddamn one specifically because he'd told her to do so, and if she came out on top, it would be that much sweeter.

Nephthys attempted to barrel towards the lion, using a different approach than her typical shoulder move. This time, she attempted to straight up headbutt the man directly in the jaw. Why? Because unfortunately, Keligan was now @Ronin and Ronin had a pretty girlfriend and Nephthys was upset about it.

No big deal.

Nephthys vs. @Keligan
Spar
Round 1 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 18 + 13 + 20 + 10 + 14 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 20 + 15 + 10 + 9

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 5 + 6 + 12 + 4

if you fall down and worship me

all these things i will give you,

It is not the promise of battle that lures the giant toward the pit, though, bloodshed had certainly been a lingering, pleasant thought. Cobalt features press together into curiosity as he spied the creature that he had smelled upon the air and dust laden earth of the crater.
Siren.
A name he has baptised the red pelted woman with as he'd not cared to ask her name during their last encounter. It had not mattered then and it did not matter now.
Acheron approached the edge of the invisible arena, sporting his own healing wounds from his match with Rosette and a barely discernable limp from a stiffened foot.. Pausing his muscular body on the fringe, near to another male who was dark in complexion and marked with patches.
The behemoth paid little mind to the other observer as he turned his iced gaze upon Siren and her opponent. He hadn't arrived in time to hear the instruction of the watcher nor the red woman's response.
He watched with intrigue and faint grunt of amusement as the female went into her fight intending to try and headbutt the other. It was a bold and daring move to lose all of your defenses, Acheron welcomed the sight of it. She was so powerful, when she did not care.

code by corvus / image by kim

speech

The male prepared himself as Nephthys should have, but instead, she chose to snap him, spitting words that shocked the beast. Was she…angry with him? His ears would flick back as he regarded her with confusion. Who was she talking about? He had no girlfriend. Then it clicked. The mammoth hunt. Artemisia. Ronin would chuckle, shaking his head, she wasn’t angry, she was jealous. If he was being honest, her jealousy was kind of hot, making him feel like he actually mattered to her. A dangerous feeling, in its own right, because not too long after she snapped at him and then spun to begin her attack, another would approach.

The blue titan would fixate on the lioness and at first, Ronin was willing to ignore it. Until the wind blue and he caught the man’s scent. Anger would quickly flash through him, burning through his veins causing his shoulder to twitch. The anger would burn, but beneath the surface. Casually, he would move, his focus seemingly directed on the fight at hand as Nephthys dropped her defenses in an attempt to head butt her opponent. That was…unexpected. He couldn’t wait to hear how bad her head hurt later.

Ronin would shift his gaze to the blue beast, now that he was much closer. His expression smooth, curious even. Could he defeat such a creature? He wasn’t sure….but he would certainly try- if for no other reason than the fact that he had hurt Nephthys and then fucked her. The anger would build, and suddenly, he could be calm and collected no longer. The warmonger would suddenly surge forward, jaws parting and lips peeling back as he closed the short distance between them. Ronin had every intention to attempt to slam into the titan, in hopes of staggering him a bit. Jaws would reach, using the fact that he was actually smaller than the beast to attempt to grab and hold onto the lower jaw of the blue beast. See how he liked having someone so close to his throat.



Ronin vs. @Acheron
Minor Maim/payback, bitch.
Round 1 / 4
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 9 + 17 + 19 + 6 + 10 + 13

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 8 + 13 + 10 + 6

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 4 + 14 + 7 + 9

Keligan was not deaf to the remarks that the lioness spat at the observing lion that told her to put up her defenses. With a slight smirk, he figured that those two were scorned lovers, or something of the sort. With kept narrowed eyelids and prepared claws out of their holders, his head stayed aligned with his spine and ears tucked against his skull. Chin stayed dropped with jaw agape, showing off his larger than normal upper fangs more, to help protect his throat.

As the lioness lunged at him, she did a different move than the brute had ever seen. His opponent barreled for his chest and he braced himself. Back claws dug into the ground to help keep him steady as he lifted his front legs to attempt to knock her backwards using his own body weight. Opening his jaw more, he attempted to protect his throat more as he attempted to push into her. If he was successful, he was hoping to knock her down.

Keligan vs. @Nephthys
Practice Spar
Round 1 / 3

Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 10 + 11 + 9 + 15 + 14 + 5 + 3

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 7 + 8 + 17 + 2

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 4 + 20 + 14 + 9

Nephthys was just, uh, going to pretend that @Acheron hadn’t shown up and that @Ronin hadn’t definitely launched himself into a fight with the man. Yeah. She was just, uhh, going to keep doing her own thing and not let her concern over Ronin’s safety surface. She didn’t know how things were going to turn out over yonder and could only hope Acheron wasn’t interested in men the same way he was women, because the last thing she needed was to glance over and see him “courting” Ronin as he had her. Ugh.

The lioness staggered backwards as the man braced against her. Nephthys hissed in frustration as he shoved her even more, causing her talons to dig into the ground as much as possible. Neph attempted to rush towards him again, only this time she attempted to slash upwards with her left claw to swipe him across the face.

Nephthys vs. @Keligan
Spar
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 16 + 13 + 8 + 9 + 6 + 20

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 19 + 1 + 20 + 6

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 5 + 19 + 14 + 17

Keligan caused his opponent to stagger backwards as his weight pushed against the lioness. Keeping his eyelids narrowed and ears pinned down against his skull within his thick mane, his claws stayed extended to help grip the ground. As she pushed back into him, he saw her lift her left paw to aim at his face. Attempting to dodge the lioness's claws from scraping his face, Keligan ducked his head down and attempted to head butt her. Twitching his bobbed tail behind him, the blackened brute had hoped to stun her with his abnormal move.

Keligan vs. @Nephthys
Practice Spar
Round 2 / 3

Hits:

Rolling 7d20: 12 + 5 + 11 + 15 + 4 + 7 + 8

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 20 + 7 + 5 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 3 + 8 + 11 + 13