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Sampetra Battle Board
This is the Sampetra Battle Board which is used for friendly brawls between members, and for wars with other clubs.


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  • ((I need to test out a character and a new weapon design)) -- Rhoach, 14:12:02 11/19/02 Tue
    **The dark, sinewy feline stands in the center of the clearing, her sharp green eyes watching the other beasts through the tendrils of knotted hair that hang over her face. A network of broad leather straps and a loincloth are her only clothing. Her personalized weapons are twin arm-blades, strapped to her forearms. Their support is a bar held in the paw, equipped with a knuckle dusters that radiate inch-long spikes on each paw. The curved, serrated blades swoop elegantly back, ending at the tip adjacent to each elbow. Rhoach's ringed tail sweeps slowly behind her as she waits for an opponent**

    ((hmm...weapons hard to describe. Email me if my explanation sucked))

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  • Sparing Ferret -- Riscvul Bloodclaw, 14:13:01 03/12/03 Wed
    *The door is thrown open and a vermin walks in. He is wearing a simple travelers cloak which he takes off revealing a ferret in chainmail. He folds up the cloak meticulously studying the crowd. He nods finishing his scan and sets the cloak on a table. He is dark brown with strange reddish brown fur on his lower arms and around his eyes. Gauntlets, greaves, hardened leather boots, and bracers cover his limbs. A belt reveals four small throwing knifes and two stiletos and two shortened broad swords hang in back sheathes. He smiles* Anyone up for a spar?

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  • *Krast the Assassin walks in, her paw resting on a worn and chipped sabre-hilt. * -- Krast, 14:59:17 01/28/03 Tue
    *The black-furred vixen looks around for anyone she has fought before, or anyone who wishes to fight her.*

    Anyone up for a fight? Given up tryin' to fight goodbeasts. They fight like ditchwater! So I came back for a good fight.

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  • Wow... -- Matt, 21:26:45 03/07/03 Fri
    Hello everyone. I came back just for fun to see what it was like. Man, it sucks here.....whew. Well, its been nice chatting. Bye bye!

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  • (ooc: In advance, I know this isn't a Redwall animal! Just thought I'd try a new character!) -- Mel Highspring, 19:17:20 02/07/03 Fri
    *Starting softly and growing louder is a series of rhythmic thuds. Unnoticed by most at first, a young kangaroo hops in through the door and stops. He wears a dark red jerkin with a broad leather belt, from which hangs a single-edged machete. In a holster-like pouch on his other side hangs a polished hardwood boomerang. He adjusts his scarlet headband nonchalantly and waits for somebeast to challenge him.*

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  • hhhhhhohohohohohoh -- eraghaerghp, 19:22:47 02/18/03 Tue
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  • Oy, Roughback, up here! -- Xhanliya Kurravi, 21:08:05 11/20/02 Wed
    Your move:
    (ooc: sorry about the wait, Xhan...my computer died on me and therefor I can only post whenever I get to the library...) bic: *quickly changes his swipe into a sweep at the marten's blade. He manages to hit it just above the hilt, which is enough to cause the weapon to barely miss him. As the force of his blow carries his blade down, he reaches out with a big sturdy paw and brings it around forcefully at the side of his opponent's head*

    Mine:
    ((ooc: No prob, sorry about the computer death. May it always be in our memories. ^_~)) **The marten swiftly throws her head down, sweeping her blade back up at his paw. She gets a glancing blow to the top of her head, sunbursts exploding inside her eyelids as she blinks**

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  • Moving up..... *Scowls at the slice at his thigh, he moves off, awaiting Arket's next move.* OCC: Only a few days of the week? Hey thats fine with me. School is getting worse all the time -- Deathclaw ==== ***Arket fake swings to the left, before switching up and over his shoulder, aiming to bring the sword down onto the neck/shoulder artery of Deathclaw* I'll be much more frequent now, sorry that i havent been her for ages, school holidays and cricket camps. Anyway, hope youre still here -- Arket, 23:42:00 01/20/03 Mon
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  • **The pup is in Gris' spot under the bar, completely out of it, for lack of a better term.** -- Snowfire Coldfury the Jester, 22:27:48 01/25/03 Sat
    **The Message Is Inserted Below. Yis... Because I dun wanna get flamed for taking up space. Bah. Anyways... Click if y'care.**

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  • Wraithe... -- Narq, 01:37:22 02/22/03 Sat
    Over e-mail would be much nicer, yor adress is...?

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  • ;;The cloaked figure enters the arena.;; -- Milmarad, 19:10:51 02/15/03 Sat
    ;;He throws off his cloak, and then his hood. He is a dark brown fox, tall, to tall some say, and his paws, ears, tail, muzzletip, are black. He is marked with gold, and wears a gold and silver-gilt spring-green tunic. Then he puts his cloak back on. It is all the different shades of blue imaginable. From palest blue to sky blue to baby blue to middle blue to navy blue to near-black blue. It is rimmed and lined with white fur. He wears a woven brown cord belt, and his tunic is slitted at the hip so that the ends of a leather holder can come in. In this leather holder is a sword, razor-sharp and freshly honed. From his belt hang a set of knives and a bolas. His pale lilac eyes watch the other beasts, their dark pupils reflecting many colors, making them seem multi-colored. For the first time he speaks. Grenn-stained fangs flash, and their gold tips are seen. His voice is deep and smooth, yet also husky and cracked. Removing a gold gem-enset chain with enameled links from his neck, he calls out,;; "I am Milmarad, and challenge the best fighter here to a battle. It will be fair, and the winner gets this chain. Yet if I win, the loser's price is high."

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  • Wraithe! -- Narq, 08:08:51 12/15/02 Sun
    (OOC: Sorry. been really busy) **Parries the blow towards his leg down with the flat of his saber, hitting the dirk stab to the side with his shield. Feigns to the right then slices at the side of Wraithe's left leg with his saber**

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  • **The marten hybrid stalks into the arena carrying two sticks and two stones** -- Jovandi Valth, 15:36:27 01/13/03 Mon
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  • **A tall creature draped in a long silk cloak strides slowly into the arena...** -- Aklaro Stargaze, 16:12:33 12/24/02 Tue
    **The large hood obscures most of his face, but from some angles one may see the glitter of pure white teeth. Reaching a somewhat populated area, he halts. After a long silence, he reaches up and deftly throws the hood back. Revealed is the features of a pine marten. His rich choclate-brown fur contrasts stunningly with a cream colored throat. His eyes are a light metallic grey akin to silver. Around his neck is a medium-sized gold medallion on a fine golden chain; it glitters in the light of the few torches. In a soft, level voice, he begins to speak.**
    My name is Aklaro Stargaze. I have come here to challenge one of the acclaimed Sampetrans to a spar. If the challenger wins, I will surrender my golden medallion to him - it marks exceptional warrior prowess; I myself earned it several seasons ago when I slew one of the great Arctic wolves in one-on-one combat.
    **the pine marten puts his paw into his robes and pulls out a long, bright dagger, shiny and smooth.**
    I am a master in paw-to-paw combat, but I will allow daggers to be used as secondary weapons if my opponent so chooses...

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  • ..... -- Kakkais Fireclaw, 10:57:48 11/11/02 Mon
    The large, heavyset wolf steps out into the battle ring, the sunlight glinting dully off his fire-blackened chainmail vest. He squinted his amber eyes as a wind sprung up, buffeting his light brown, almost whitish gold, fur and teasing his long, black cloak playfully. Irately, the wolf brushes the cloak over one shoulder, turning against the wind. His torn, dark-brown pants were speckled with sand, which he shook off as he drew his warsword. The large weapon was simple, save for the faded runes carved across the scratched blade, which was chipped and jagged in a few places. Placing both paws on the double-handed hilt, he surveyed the area with an air of distinct arrogance, as if his challenge needed not to be spoken.

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  • "So, anything going on here??" -- Rath Rawney, 22:10:15 01/08/03 Wed
    *A pure white ermine walks in, and asks** "Anybody still here?"

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  • Roth Rouga! -- Datsuklyn, 13:42:49 12/13/02 Fri
    **Flicks the butt of the spear up, blocking the impact of the morningstar, however, the end of her spear shatters. She glances at it and throws it aside. Pulling the dirk from her boot, she jumps up and stabs at Roth's face.

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  • Fight me. *A young squirrel stands in the centre of the arena, a crossbow across her back. In her left hand she holds a stick, in her right she holds an axepike* Well come on then, what are you waiting for? -- Russa Eji Stick the Eleventh (just call me Russa or Russ, everyone does), 12:08:41 12/08/02 Sun
    .....

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  • Trying out a new alt... -- Datsuklyn, 16:32:25 11/29/02 Fri
    The vixen enters the room. She is middle height, neither tall nor short. She is reddish-black in fur color, with dark blue eyes. Her right ear has a chunk out of the side of it and she has a black scar right below her chin, near her throat. She is dressed in a long black jacket and black pants and a red tank top. She carries only two weapons on her. The first is a simple long, thin dirk in her boot. The other is out. It is a long thick pole made of ash wood. Protruding from the top is what looks like a huge star, though it is made of blades. She twirls it a bit, the blades making a high whistling sound.**Anyone up fer a spar??

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  • Fight me. *A young squirrel stands in the centre of the arena, a crossbow across her back. In her left hand she holds a stick, in her right she holds an axepike* Well come on then, what are you waiting for? -- Russa Eji Stick the Eleventh (just call me Russa or Russ, everyone does), 12:07:33 12/08/02 Sun
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  • ((Somebody please fight me! I'm sor bored...)) -- Gaar_Extasis, 12:56:15 11/18/02 Mon
    **The large wolf stands in the center of the battle ring, his dark eyes watching the other beasts through the eyeholes of his 'executioner's' cowl. His tongue scrapes stray saliva from his permanently exposed cage of bone-white teeth, his short flanged mace in one paw, a small round shield strapped to the opposite forearm. He wears only his loincloth, belts, and a studded collar strapped to his neck. He stands patiently, waiting for a challenger**

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  • The big black panther runs in -- Darkfang the Blade, 15:41:36 11/08/02 Fri
    and shoves a waesel out of the way and bares his teeth. "I can kick the crap out of anyone here!" he growls. He swishs his tail angrily as he draws a long sword. "Well, anyone who wants to die can just step right up!" He snarles and waits.........

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