Subject: Moonsong vs. Caledon Date: Thu, 06 Jan 2000 16:42:30 PST From: "Bill Mullen" To: gschick@theocc.com The Arena is packed today, in the aftermath of the great Tournament. With a new champion crowned, the fans are settling back to watch regular matches again, in the hopes of picking out contenders for the next big Games. It's a little drizzly out, and while the dome of force is keeping the rain out, it is still gray and dreary. The announcers call the names and the combatants step forth! At one end, Moonsong, who enters with a nocked arrow and wastes no time firing it across the Arena. It travels in a long slow arc towards the archer's opponent. At the other end, Caledon steps in, sneers, and casually reaches up and plucks the arrow out of the air. He snaps the arrow in his hand and throws the pieces to the ground with a snort of derision. Then, he starts running across the Arena floor at top speed! The crowd cheers when it becomes obvious he will close the distance quickly--Caledon's speed is apparantly magically enhanced. Moonsong judges the speed and distance, nods, and sends two more arrows flying towards his opponents. These, too, are plucked from mid-air. "Not a very fast learner, are you?" Caledon says with a cocky grin. With a smirk of disdain for his opponent's showboating, Moonsong draws his longsword and Sunblade and assumes a defensive posture. Soft yellow light encompasses him as he waits for Caledon's attack. Caledon grins as Moonsong draws his blades. He pulls up about 10 yards away and swings a horn around from where it was slung from his back. He puts the Horn to his lips and blows... Moonsong is immediately slammed by a wave of sound and sonic vibration. He drops his blades as he frantically tries to clap his hands over his ears... to no avail. He drops to the ground, stunned. Quickly, Caledon swings his horn back to his back, and races forward, picking up Moonsong's weapons and attacking their former owner with them! The crowd roars! "Hilarious!" someone cries. "Getting beat with his own swords!" Caledon begins to chop at Moonsong, who is rolling on the ground, unaware of his surroundings. The first swipe passes right through stunned fighter, and Caledon is confused for a moment before he realizes there is a displacement effect. Caledon moves a few feet to his right as he continues to hack away. He hits once, then nearly loses his grip on the strange weapon as he gets used to its heft. Caledon stands back for a second, looking at Moonsong suspiciously, but the ranger is still stunned. Grinning, Caledon steps forward and chops away at Moonsong with his own weapons. One, two, three, four times he hits the prone ranger, blood flying. With his final blow, Caledon sinks Moonsong's sunblade deep in his throat. Moonsong gurgles, and dies. Caledon raises his arms triumphantly. "Yes!" he shouts, and struts away as the crowd roars its approval. Healing priests and guardsmen run into the Arena, attempting to revive Moonsong. Caledon basks in his victory for a few minutes more, then exits the Arena with a cocky smile on his face. Final Victor-Caledon Rounds-3 Damage Taken, Caledon-0 Damage Taken, Moonsong-52 before death by critical ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com