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The Games of Saberhaven
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The crowds pack the Arena today for what should be one hell of a
fight. The new group F.S.U. has put in their first competitor, a
warrior/mage/priest by the name of Shaator. The War Dogs provide huge
competition with Niwt, who seems to be favored in this fight. The first to enter the Arena is the newcomer Shaator. Looking quite unimpressive in simple gray robes, he stands confidently with his hands by two rods on his sash. He glows with various spells of protection, and seems to have a lust to win in his eyes. His opponent Niwt makes a much more grand appearance. Stepping out surrounded by multiple hued globes he smiles a wicked smile and cries, "Welcome to Saberhaven, sorry your visit will be so short!" Shaator cocks an eyebrow at this statement, and then hurls three globes of negative energy towards Niwt. They seem to pass through all the protective layers of Niwt's shields and slam into him, draining the life from him. His smile turns to a growl as he runs foward unbelieavibly fast and drops a cylander of whirling blades down on Shaator. He dives out of the way, and the blades dissapate harmlessly. Shaator then draws his rods and begins advancing towards the anti-ranger/priest, and his rods spring out into huge 2 headed flails. Niwt finishes his casting and a huge lightning bolt arcs from the sky and slams into Shaator, then rebound off of him into Niwt, where it harmlessly dissapates. Shaator nows runs and leaps at Niwt, pressing with unbeleivably fast attacks with his flail, though they seem to rebound off Niwt's iron-like skin. On the sixth swing, Shaator seems to loose control of his flails and it slips from his grasp. He catches it inches from the ground. Niwt smiles wickedly and says "Butterfingers?" He then touches his ring and a green ray leaps from it and stabs foward at Shaator. Shaator stares at the beam as it harmlessly fades around him, absorbed by a token around his neck. Niwt now begins hurridly rubbing his ring, attempting to activate a power within it. Shaator looks up and sees the ioun stones floating above Niwt's head. He smiles and smashes his flail into one, reducing it to dust. Niwt activates his ring and dissapears, reappearing 30 yards behind Shaator. Shaator turns around and smiles. Speaking quicker than anyone can imagine, two bolts of immense force slam into Niwt, almost dropping the powerful warrior/priest. Niwt speaks a hasty word and his wounds vanish. Before he can blink however, two more force bolts hit him, almost ripping him apart. Quickly another bolt appears, the force of the shot spliting Niwt open, and his lifeless form drops to the ground. Shaator glances over to the judges, he is awarded the victory and walks over to heal his fallen opponent. Niwt rises and says, "Twice you insult me, now feel the wrath!!" as he strikes out with his mighty vorpal sword. They bounce harmlessly off Shaator's skin and he smiles. Niwt takes off, running towards the exit. He makes it about twn yards before four Webs engulf him, and he falls over a tangled mess. Shaator turns to leave, then at the gate cries "FUCK SHIT UP" and hurls a fireball at the cocoon which binds Niwt. The ball explodes turning Niwt into a firey pyre. Satisified Shaator leaves the Arena, leaving the ball of flame still burning.
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