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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 Dark One enters the BB* -- The Dark One, 21:23:11 04/02/02 Tue
    *yells* Skarflor! I'm here, try me out if you wish!
    *unsheathes his dagger and sword*

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  • Movin' it up, Rippers -- Kromm Steelclaw, 21:20:01 03/18/02 Mon
    Here was your move, to remind me...

    **snarls, and uses her axehead to deflect the thrown dagger. She then rolls over quickly, and jumps to her feet, but not before getting a long cut down her tail from the sword. She brings the axe around, and takes advantage of his slash downwards to swing it towards his side, curving behind him**

    An' here's mine!

    *sees the axe coming but knows he won't be able to bring his sword up in time. Kromm leaps the same direction the blade is going to decrease the severity of the blow. As it is, the axeblade gives a half-inch deep gash, then he is able to knock the weapon away, hissing in agony. He backs up and ties a handkerchief to the spot. Quickly he runs forward until he's too close for the axe to be used and swings his blade around her back, the keen edge perpendicular to her spine*

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  • **And the wolfy gal trots on over to the arena or whatever this is....** -- Stray C. Okami, 11:17:52 04/04/02 Thu
    **Hmm. Hasn't had a fight in forever. KInda needs one now.... Flicks her tail, looking around and everybeast else. To be general in description: rather short, slender black wolfy gal (whee--that took a while to regain).... Dressed in a form-fitting black tunic, baggy pants with myriad pockets.... Crossbelts sorta hanging from her hips.... Eh. No armor on her that you can see, but her weapons: a sword in the crossbelts, a dirk in a sheathe at her other side, a pair of daggers in her belt. She wears pawblades (gloves on her paws with short two or three inch blades).... Uh...what else does she have? In pockets on both legs, she's got shurikens and darts.... And that's it for now. Hmm. Let's see how this is gonna go.... Raises an eyebrow and waits to be approached.**

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  • *enters*Hey Skarflor -- Shadowfang Swiftlbade, 17:57:52 04/03/02 Wed
    Aight, my weapons are, *a small wrist dart shooter that holds 4 poisoned darts(shoots when you pulls a small leather cord), darkend skinning knife, various powders for poisoning, scimitar(blackened)strapped ot his back. He is also shrouded in a long black cloak making look one with shadow for when he wears it , you cann'to see an features or his true form. *Oh yeah aI also have a poisoned blade in my boot that slide out really fast so i kin kick ppl and kill them*

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  • Skarflor -- Terzallshanromm Virgat Steelfire (Terza), 18:23:31 04/04/02 Thu
    I noticed that I got accepted in your ring unusually quickly, without much testing of any sort. I would like to take a test, actually, to see if I really am worthy. I haven't been very sure of myself lately.

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  • moving it up skar and ripp -- Bladepaw, 13:01:22 03/21/02 Thu
    OOC: hmm, what a quandry... I had intended to go into the barracks to find some hands for my ship... but skarfloor's at the ship and seeing us... I suppose that means my crewbeasts were sleeping on my ship... which is slightly believable... alright **puts on her narrators voice**

    Bladepaw and Rippscarr, being hotly pursued by the vengeful Skarfloor had escaped the dark alleys and had holed themselves up below with the crewbeasts of the Bloodkeel. Rippscarr was extremly worried about the threat that was Skarfloor. Bladepaw had other worries upon her mind, such as which crewbeasts would sign up for such a harebrained mission such as voyaging in this storm to satisfy an old weasel and her stoat companion.

    **coughs** I'll leave one of you to sort it out from there **winks**

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  • (this first part is a font color test. Sue me, I'm bored.)Allright, that's it. *the female ferret saunters in, her silvery-white fur bristling* -- Lya, 21:57:58 04/03/02 Wed
    Anyone like to fight? Nothing to the death, just to the surrender. *sticks her trident in the ground and looks around with dark blue eyes* Anybody?

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  • *the weasel steps in* Hi, everyone. I'm kind of new to battling, and I was wondering if someone would be willing to train me. I think Krast kind of forgot about me. -- Darkstorm, 17:32:38 03/24/02 Sun
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  • I know this sounds dumb, but where's the main message board? -- Yah...I know... Lost the url, 18:13:35 04/11/02 Thu
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  • A small, tall, sinewy fennec fox wonders in. She carefully unsheaths her battle blade; a scimitar whose blade is jagged and old from seasons of fighting* *grins* -- Avian Brushfire, 10:18:24 03/31/02 Sun
    Ahoy buck wheats! Anyone up for a duel? *stretches* I'm long over-due for a good fight and I'm a little rusty, but I'll give it a good go! You'll lack no challenge from me.

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  • A drunk rat stumbles into the tavern. -- Gruggz Grink, 17:25:18 03/04/02 Mon
    OOC: This guy's supposed to be a really good fighter even when intoxicated. If Redwall warriors can survive bein' shot full of arrow-holes, this guy can battle when he's drunk.
    BIC: *A shaggy-furred rat stumbles into the tavern holding a grog bottle. He wears a faded red jerkin with brass buttons, underneath it is a tattered tunic. On his waist he wears a sharkskin kidney-belt. On his footpaws are boots that reach up to his ankles. He wears raggedy pantaloons and gray hose (as in long socks that go up to his knees). The socks are the only items of clothing that are kept in good condition. On his head rests a pirate cap'n's hat with a skull and crossbones on the front and a blue feather protruding from the top and extending about a foot behind his head. On his ears are silver earrings, and over his eye is an eyepatch that serves no purpose other than the panache that Gruggz considers it to give him. The intoxicated rodent limp/stumbles into the tavern singing a song.*

    Pour me a drink an' I'll quaff it down,
    I wouldn't care if'n in this grog I'd drown.
    It's the best damn stuff fer a searat like me,
    Gimme anythin' else an' I'll spit it back at ye.
    Grog's cure for any kind o' disease,
    When I's offered it I say, "Yes, please."
    It's the best damn stuff fer any pirate scum,
    So drink down widout hesitation, chum.
    Ohoooo, I loves me GROOOOOOOOOOOG!
    *Trips over a miscellaneous sword lying about and flips over, landing on his back. He stands up and brandishes his grog bottle.* 'oo kicked me? Speak up, I ain't got all day ter stand 'ere. *Laughs drunkenly.* Whee...*Picks up the sword and swings it about.* Come near me grog an' I'll flay the life out o' yer. *Aims a whack with the flat of the blade at a random fox.* Belay, ye seascum, keep yer mangy 'ide away from me grog, or I'll wallop the weasliness out'n yer thick noggin!

    OOC: Johnny returns to the Battle Board at last!

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  • **looks towards the ocean as he stands near the surf holding his twin Kamas, he looks towards the Forest, waiting for someone to come out of the brush and trees, waiting for a challenge, but he doesnt want to kill any beasts, he wants to challenge them in a match of weapons fighting.. he stands waiting for his first challenge** -- Kisiran, 02:14:54 03/31/02 Sun
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  • Anybeast wanna battle? -- Braz Oceantear, 17:21:38 03/27/02 Wed
    *the weasel walks in, smiling* Man, it's been such a long time since I've battled. So, *gets ready* anyone wanna spar? My desc is posted in the reply.

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  • Rakesi the Red. -- Terranix Valthurak, 03:18:55 02/14/02 Thu
    Continuin' the fight. It's on Archive page two, if your memory isn't totally clear.

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  • A tall otter stands up! -- Swiftstream Ajax Markchin, 18:50:48 03/20/02 Wed
    "Death to Vermin! I challenge anyone to die!" Says a tall otter standing up resoutly holding throwing daggers and a javelin... A cold look gets everyones attention. "Who will be my contender?"

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