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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.



  • **The blonde squirrel slides up out of nowhere.** -- Perigrin (Pippin), 19:42:07 01/08/03 Wed
    Coom on! Battle poor Pippin! **Grins and pulls her bowstring tight** My crossbow never fails me!

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  • *the black squirrel enters the battlefield* -- Blueblaze Oakclaw, 12:28:51 05/11/02 Sat
    *He is entirely jet black from tip to bushy tail, except for a streak of blue paint on his forehead. He wears a vest of light chainmail reminescent of mithril (for those of you who have read LoTR), but not quite as strong or beautiful. He also wears a knee-length blue kilt with a black leather belt, through which is thrust a long fencing rapier on his left and a dirk on his right. Calmly, he sets down a crossbow wrought of black woods and unfastens his quiver of bolts and places it on the floor next to it. Looking up, his amber eyes flash eagerly as he quietly addresses the vermin before him.*
    I won't need those, they don't make for fair one-on-one combat. Anybeast who wishes to challenge me, here I am, aye, along with my rapier and dirk. Blueblaze is waiting.

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  • **Ruffles up Windcane's head fur, and smiles clearing her throat rather loud** -- Bolthide/Windcane ((hope tis okay I play both me charies at once)), 19:42:01 07/14/02 Sun
    Me matey 'ere wants a spar ye know! She asked so politely and tis be bad manners to not even accnowledge 'er...... Tisk tisk me lads n' lasses. **bopps the wildcat in the head, smiling** Come on someone! She needs the training, but I don' loike paw t'er paw so's I needs a friendly type mate t'er 'elp me here mucker

    **The wildcat smiles at her friend and nods** Com'on I want a good spar... don' know much but I tis willin t'er learn...

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  • **Ruffles up Windcane's head fur, and smiles clearing her throat rather loud** -- Bolthide, 19:40:16 07/14/02 Sun
    Me matey 'ere wants a spar ye know! She asked so politely and tis be bad manners to not even accnowledge 'er...... Tisk tisk me lads n' lasses. **bopps the wildcat in the head, smiling** Come on someone! She needs the training, but I don' loike paw t'er paw so's I needs a friendly type mate t'er 'elp me here mucker

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  • **The wildcat looks about her, her quarter staff in her paws** -- Redrose Quickpaw, 13:56:35 07/10/02 Wed
    **She looks about her, blinking at the bright light. Then she holds one heavily clawed paw up and smiles** Will anybeast like to fight? Till one gives up? Hows that!?
    **She stands still, waiting for a reply, for there are many beast there, larger then her. But she wonders if they are as quick as her. She scratches the reddish tented furon her arm, and waits**

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  • Looking for a battle. -- Opiate Merkaii, 14:00:26 07/01/02 Mon
    Hand to Hand.

    **Straps on a pair of gauntlets, one metal, one studded leather.**

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  • Bah -- Cowpoke..., 16:20:27 07/06/02 Sat
    Sorry I've been away, Skrint... I don't have the addy to the 'secret' MB on this laptop so I can't meet you there, but I just wanted to apologize for my absence...

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  • Prophet Of Darkness Is Needed -- Black Moon Prophet , 02:53:14 06/30/02 Sun
    *A large figre strides in wearing a dark-green robe and cloak, which hides its face.It speaks in a strong, clear voice. It calmly says* The Prophet Of Darkness, You are needed back at Nareness Island, For The Serpent Of Darknian is free again!. Let these Beasts sort out what they want to do by themselves. The Ship is ready, Come....You are needed urgently!!!.*it strides out*

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  • Prophet Of Darkness Is Needed -- Black Moon Prophet , 02:52:04 06/30/02 Sun
    *A large figre strides in wearing a dark-green robe and cloak, which hides its face.It speaks in a strong, clear voice. It calmly says* The Prophet Of Darkness, You are needed back at Nareness Island, For The Serpent Of Darknian is free again!. Let these Beasts sort out what they want to do by themselves. The Ship is ready, Come....You are needed urgently!!!.*it strides out*

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  • All right, trying again... -- Blueblaze Oakclaw, 22:01:07 06/08/02 Sat
    *striding boldly into the open, the black squirrel stands faintly illuminated in the torchlight. He wears a light vest of mithril-like chainmail (however, it is not quite as strong) and a blue kilt. Across his forehead is a streak of bright blue paint. His hard amber eyes gaze into the assembly as he puts down his crossbow and bolts.*
    I wish to ask somebeast for a spar, as my former challenger and I never finished because he disappeared. I will not use my crossbow as it is not a one-on-one weapon, but here I stand with a long fencing rapier and dirk. For all the vermin who would challenge me, I am waiting.
    *folds his paws and stares calmly into space, unblinking and motionless.*

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  • **The weasel enters** -- Terrik the Strangler, 17:14:44 05/29/02 Wed
    **His fur is a mottled brown like dirt or sandstone, and he wears long black silk pants that hang to mid-calf, belted with viperskin. On his leather crossbelts are three long slim daggers and a strangling noose made from sinews.** Well, anybeast ready for a fight? T'the surrender or t'the death, don't make no difference t'me. **flexes his muscular shoulders and sharpens his claws on a file as he waits**

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  • I am soBOARD -- A Person, 04:59:58 06/17/02 Mon
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  • *The badger looks straight ahead as the battles rage on behind him* -- Porrhoule_Grouglon, 15:58:53 06/05/02 Wed
    *The badger looks straight ahead as the battles rage on behind him, looking into the crowd for a challenger. He is around 6', with a strong build and muscular limbs. Porrhoule weilds three battle axes, a crossbow, and a long sword, all conceiled in his cape, except for the sword. He is clad in thin chain mail, and gauntlets cover his hand to his elbow.*
    *He sits down, meditating even through the battles around him. Though his mmouth is closed and eyes shut, everyone seems to hear him*
    If any of you would like to battle me, please step forward-but let it be a warning that I am not your average badger. I challenge anyone to a fight-to the death-either hand to hand or weapon, long range or close. Do not be alarmed, my psychic ability's limit is speech ((No force-push...damn I should look into that))
    *He stands up and, this time, speaks aloud.*
    Please step forward now

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  • Spar, anyone? -- Skarflor Furo, 11:17:46 06/10/02 Mon

    *The tall, lithe ferret walks up to the arena, her oddly colored, malicious eyes scanning for an opponent. The assassin leader sneers softly, not seeing anybeast in particular that she would pick out.*
    Anyone up for a spar? I haven't fought paw-to-paw in some time, so I need the practice... Would any of my assassins wish for a go? I'll take anyone.


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  • *Krast the Assassin walks in, smiling slightly.* -- Krast, 05:15:38 06/17/02 Mon
    Well, well, been a while since I came here. How are things, eh? Hey, Rippy, have you, Kromm and Icey finished the insult war yet?

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  • The weasel enters the room, nodding his head with satisfaction. "Anyone want a spar?" -- Bluehide, 10:09:36 06/15/02 Sat
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  • ((Battle Anyone?)) -- Jja -Ronhe, 10:13:23 06/15/02 Sat
    ***The badger's ship enters the harbor. The vessel is flawless, skillfully painted and crafted. It silently skims through the water as it reaches the dock, and two hares are seen dropping the anchor. The male badger steps off the craft. He is wearing an elegant coat and has no visible weapons. The head-dress he wears is made of parrot feathers, and his arms are full with fine jewels. Dropping the head-dress and coat and handing them to a weasel, hee shakes off his jewels and draws two double sided axes. His torso is covered in beautiful golden chain-mail, and he wears gauntlets to cover his fore-arm. Behind him four stoats draw long-bows. The badger pulls a tunic over his armor, and calls out.***
    Anyone who would like to do a little 'sparring', please say something. I am quite bored and I came here to just fight a little. To make sure there is no misunderstanding, this is NOT to the death. My friends here will ensure that. ***gestures to the stoats*** The pool is open, and I bet all my jewels, my boat and crew on this battle.
    ***His crew crowds around, waiting for a fight to watch...some go to the taverns. Nobody seems to like Jja as a captain, as they all are eager for a fight to begin.***
    The bet for the challenger may be nothing...I am just here to show my strength. Trust me...I will NOT lose.

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  • I need a teacher for my fighting -- Starfang loopeye, 13:04:47 06/11/02 Tue
    *vixen yells over as much of the sapring as she can* I need a mate who can teach fightin' I need som betta' skills

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  • All right den...who wants teh fight an ol vet... -- ~Zilaco Wyndshard~, 22:57:21 05/20/02 Mon
    *A grizzled looking black dog fox, slowly makes his way into the fighting area. He is a bit over middle seasoned, but his lank, sinuous biuld tells that he has seen many a fight in his seasons. His strange pupiless eyes shift waveringly about the place, sorting out old from new. Something about this creature gives off an erie feeling if he is not a beast you know. If a vet you be, days of old at INSU are brought to mind.

    He wears a simple leather jerkin and a kilt made from slabs of thick reddish leather, studded with steel. His foot and paw claws are plated with a bluish steel, at his right paw rests a polished dirk of a similar color. On his back in a black leather cross piece rests his doubles bladed javelin. At his left rests a well used paw axe. It is knicked but polished to a shine.

    He stands with paws akimbo and barks out a challenge for all beasts to hear. His voice sounds of a serrated blade raking across ice.*

    Deh name'z Zilaco Wyndshard one time vice admiral o deh Verminkeel. I've come from deh icey seas an deh dark trails teh find meself back in Sampetra grounds. Tis been a long time an dis dog fox iz looking fer a scrape. Bare blades, teh deh surrender...an only wid a beast who know how teh fight! If yer a fledgling with deh blades, yeh'll be flayed teh doll rags in seconds...on dat yeh have deh word of a dog from the seas...come on, who wantz a fight!

    * Zil stands in waiting, his paws resting lightly next to the weapons at his sides. He looks to the side and nods his head to Iceclaw, his lips reveal steel covered teeth as he grinz at an ol matey. *

    OOC: Zil hasen't fought in a long time, and he probably won't for a long time after this. If you reply to this thread, you must be a good RPer and RP fighter, high quality posts of a decent legth, and posting at least every other day is what I'm looking for. And it would be wise to want a good bloody fight if you reply, Zil likes it better dat way...

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  • *A dark shadow drops down from the silently rafters in the corner* -- Skrint, 15:50:29 05/31/02 Fri
    *A sturdily crafted crossbow is held, tucked in at his chest for stability under the folds of his cloak, unbeknownst to the surrounding beasts. A muffled click is heard as a crossbow bolt shoots out from close range at the beast known as Madstrype with deadly efficiency...*

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  • A ferret strides in, his eyes sliding quickly over the beasts in the room... -- Redflash, 12:43:42 05/25/02 Sat
    He shoves his axe blade into the soft soil and leans casually on the butt.

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  • Sorry fer th' wait, Bladey...meh, really busy... -- Rippers, 19:49:16 06/04/02 Tue
    **the stoat steps out, running her tongue over her teeth as she looked around for her teacher/trainer. She called out, trying to make her voice heard above the clamour of the battles and grunts of pain.** Bladepaw? 'M ready fer me trainin' now that I've finished me job. Ya there, cullie?

    ((ooc: Sorry, couldn't elaborate on this-- I have to get off soon. :P Meh.))

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  • The ferret eyes Skarflor interestedly. "Skarflor. I'm interested in becoming an assassin." -- Redflash, 15:04:47 06/01/02 Sat
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  • Assaissin' -- Madstrype Fangbow, 23:14:21 05/24/02 Fri
    *the smallish blackfox wanders in, slightly confused.Her bow is strapped to her back,her only weapon,because she lost her scimitar in a battle.She is wearing a dark green tunic with a rope tied around her waist.She has no decorations,except for a shining copper earring and a ring of thorns tattoo around her left arm.She has one large scar running down her right leg from a assassination attempt.she stumbles over to a chair then slumps down in it.* Hi everyone long time no see! i've been in the northlands.Hey Skarflor,how can i become an assaissin?.......(sorry if i had assaissin wrong!)

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  • Skarflor... -- ~One of your Assassins~, 16:31:37 05/31/02 Fri
    *The raven flies overhead and drops a parchment into Skarflor's lap*

    I have been caught up longer than anticipated in slaying this beast that you commisioned me too. I think I may have to face him in open combat. I will return soon...



    OOC: This beast is one of the worst RPer I have ever seen. Says his char. can move at the speed of sound and such. I posted an effective kill move that he posted out of somehow. I will try my best to kill him, but he god modes and I don't know if it will be possible...

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  • **Looks around for Proctus Kraith** -- Percy_Greyback, 18:48:57 05/23/02 Thu
    SO, er we up fer our blinkin battle er wot?

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  • Vet's! -- Madstrype Fangbow, 02:01:37 05/27/02 Mon
    I've been here for 2 years,does that make me a vet?

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  • *enters* -- Proctus Kraith, 09:08:09 05/28/02 Tue
    *Proc enters slowly and makes his way towards Skarflor... he wears a dark gray cloak, not his usual one, that is stained with fresh blood all over the front* *strangely, the weasel's face is almost elated as he removes the bloodied sword from inside his cloak*

    The job is done, milady. *he makes the smallest of bows and presents the stained blade to Skarflor*

    OOC: Go to www.voy.com/88994/ to see what I did, please. Anybody is welcome to critique my methods.

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  • *sits outside the tavern, the sweet smell of rain lingering in the air after the shower* -- Proctus Kraith, 18:46:22 05/21/02 Tue
    *he sits cross-legged on the ground, and turns his face towards the heavens for a moment... the first emotion he has ever shown, a look of total peace flashes on his face before he gets to his footpaws*

    *he re-enters the tavern, slightly moist but otherwise the same as he always looked, uncommonly common*

    Dear lady, if you have a task for me, speak it now... if not, I must say what I feel: My skills have gone unused, unexercised, undeveloped for a goodly period of time. If I am not given oppurtunity to seek out a target soon, instead of just poking at some other beast's quarry from a distance, I will find my own jobs.

    If this is not entirely satisfactory, my lady, then I apologize, but fate does not give talent without reason, and it does not smile upon those who sit idly with their gifts.

    So, until I am given a target, I shall proceed to seek out my own. God-den, madame. *does a slightly stiff bow, and makes his way back towards the tavern door*

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  • Hm.. -- Skarflor Furo, leader of the ring of assassins, 16:27:20 05/19/02 Sun

    OOC: Sorry, i've been busy this week, not much time to post. (and voy has been evil to me..grr..) I have to make this short, too.
    *Skarflor looks around for a moment, her eyes narrowed.*
    Theria, if you wish to become mine, you can prove yourself to me now. I have seen you fight, now i must see you assassinate.

    OOC: Aaah, gtg. post more later

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  • **A tall, built squirrel walks in, waving his cutlass.** -- Malixi the Cannibal, 09:08:03 05/20/02 Mon
    Which'a yeh vermain wants tay fight ter da death. *Spits through broken teeth.**

    I hav'nt tasted furret 'r' stoat inna while..

    **Stands ready, in the middle of the tavern.**

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  • **Battle-ridden otter walks into tavern, looking for a battle** -- Torassque, 15:36:53 05/20/02 Mon
    *Looks around for a seat, sits down* Ar, any'ne 'ere up fer a decent bauttle jis meet me outside **sips grog**

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