Gloria Ruinen vs. Wolv Irasya

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1Warrior Of El

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(The Assassin's Last Sanctuary)

(Forest creek.)

DENAE FOREST

. . .brought to you by The Assassin's Last Sanctuary

Laying magical wards to keep wildlife and errant wanderers away, the Gaian Combat League has marked off a section of the dark, foreboding forest that covers much of Havenwood. Even in the middle of day, the inside of the forest is dusky and sunlight struggles to reach through the thick foliage. The apportioned fighting area is far away from any civilization on Havenwood Island, where the only prying eyes are those of the GCL monitors.

Terrain

General: A 75' by 75' square of forest has been marked off for fighting, its borders clearly marked by glowing ghostlights that hang in the air like a haze. The fighting area follows a slight descent southward, and fallen branches from a recent storm lay here and there throughout the area. A small creek cuts through the middle of the stage from east to west, approximately 2' wide and 1' deep. The soil around the creek is loose, uneven and riddled with tree roots.

Weapons: We sell trees and tree products in this forest. Said trees are spaced approximately five or six feet apart, but thin out considerably in the 10' on each bank of the creek.

Bonus Features: The fighting area is unnaturally calm, thanks to the fact that the magical wards have driven off all wildlife -- even the insects have fled. The trees are green with the onset of spring, and won't burn easily (the same cannot be said of their leaves, however).

2Glory Sieg

She thought she was lost. Who would pick such a remote area to host a fight and not offer some form of transportation to it. She could only be glad she picked a comfortable pair of boots to travel in, the leather boots broken in enough to be actually supportive instead of torture devices by most fashionistas too stupid to learn their wares.

Gloria pushed through the bushes, nodding ins relief as she saw the marked out area. "Ah, here we go," she said replied, moving out into the open. The trees were enough apart to provide good room to fight, but made for good cover at the same time. Always handy.

A smart pair of black slacks covered her legs over the boots, a sleeveless dress shirt above it with a smart red tie. Suspenders finished the ensemble as she adjusted her black leather gloves in preparation.

"And in the opposite corner....." she trailed, glancing about for her opponent

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3Warrior Of El

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Mood: Serene ||

Health: ██████ 100/100%

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Making his way to the unsturdy path beside the creek Wolv immediately noticed a misgiving scene with no wild beings. He must've reached the fighting area in the Denae Forest. Magic would be his guess why the dim lit woodland appeared to have an eerie silence shadowed by the green organs that grew in an untamed manner from the many plants in sight. It was morning but few rays of the sun streamed through the branches and leaves of the trees. Wolv appeared like a natural animal in his everyday environment, like a predator in his normal habitat. Stalking through the soil his fur did well to blend in with his surroundings with his dark grey coat and wearing his orange-red singlet along with an oversized claymore sword strapped to his hulking back. The monster`s eyes glowing like diamonds shining bright in the darkness as they caught the GCL monitors on each corner. Scanning the area Wolv noted the ghostlights on the outer boundaries that limit the battle stage floating like a blur. Wolv also noticed that there was a southern slope, maybe one he could take advantage of.

Many branches were laid across the ground with fallen leaves, Wolv was optimistic he could use them if his weapons were dismantled like in his first fight with Unity. Wolv placed the base of his shield on the edge of the creek, stabbing his spear next to it about two feet apart, ducking his head in the shallow water to refresh himself and drink to replenish his vitals. Thereafter Wolv began digging in the soft unkempt soil, sinking holes on the outer border of the creek about 1 foot deep with both claws scratching the dirt, the mud blended in with his fur coat, completely staining his singlet with the grime, marking furthermore to submerge into the soil and dig a hole to tunnel under the surface of the water. The water in the creek flowing through the giant hole Wolv had manufactured.

*WOOOOSHHHHH!*

Wolvs claws extended penetrating the earth beneath the water to appear in the center of the creek, plopping up on the surface with a mask of mud covering his entire body head to toe, blinking his eyes open observing the premise of trees distributed across the width of the region for a considerable distance to groove in. The calmness of the space around him put his heart at ease, finally Wolv was in a place he could indulge in. Nothing was absolutely around in terms of wildlife or bugs, just an empty nihility. The last two fight scenes he couldn't really utilize his digging but today fate had been favorable. It wasn't as native to him as a snow setting but the cloudy forest was the next best thing, he could easily tap into his survival instincts and adapt with the forest background. The fresh air of the forest filled his lungs and he could feel serenity within his vigor spirit. The cool water burying his feet up to the mid strap of his muddy shin guard. That's when the wolverine berserker seen her, a woman that looked like a doppelganger of Unity. Was someone pulling a prank on him? Was he about to be punkd? Even her frame and cleavage were close to identical with hair in similar style. Fuck, if she was anything like the former combatant she was going to be a major pain in the ass.

"Oh, excuse me.... I am just enjoying nature forgive my negligence." Wolv hovered his massive left muddy arm as he spoke in a polite yet deep stoic tone staring at the woman like he was staring through her.

Turning to grasp his riot shield and double-edged spear, he rotated back at Gloria.

"I am Wolv Irasya. The War Wolverine. C'mon let`s battle!" The furry warrior hollered at her while motioning both his weapons at her.

That was his way of inviting her to attack and introduce herself before they would partake in a pleasureful quarrel.

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4Glory Sieg

"Have you seen my sister?" she asked suddenly, looking around. "About my height, dresses like a hooker, tells really bad jokes? Bad dye job with black and white hair?" She paused to let the joke sink in, before walking closer. He was an interesting sort, like a tribal barbarian mixed with a werewolf. But he spoke like he was given an Oxford intelligence.

She almost wanted to laugh.

"I'm Gloria," she said, balancing a knife in her left hand, her right hand empty. She certainly didn't like the look of his shield and spear, that was a definite thing. "If you like, we can talk this out first, come to a suitable arrangement without having to perforate each other.

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Glory can telekinetically displace an inanimate object within 20 feet. The object can be lifted, pushed, pulled and manipulated with fine control based on its size for the duration of the post this ability was used in. To use this power Glory must have visual sight of the object in question. The object can move at a maximum speed of 30 feet per post. The speed of the object is based on its size as well, with a small object moving roughly the speed of a thrown pitch and the max weight she can control is 45 pounds.

The glow in her eyes was muted from the distance, but it wouldn't change that a glob of mud floated up from the creek bed behind Wolv, hovering in the air before flying at the back of his head. If it effectively, distracted him Gloria would launch the knife in her left out immediately, starting the fight with him on his toes.

PP: 49

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Berserker State Activated

Beserker State lasts 3 posts with 5 post cooldown

Mood: Berserk ||

Battle Theme - Shit on you

Health: █████ 84/100%

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`Her sister???` So she was relatives with the rogue, that explained why they looked so familiar.

"I didn't realize I would be fighting my first opponent's sister."

He found it pretty weird in all honesty. She advanced and Wolv was intent on her movement. His opponent introduced herself as Gloria while Wolv stared at her knife in her left hand. she wanted to talk things out in a time like this? Something seemed iffy, off....

"Well, we can uhh-" His tone changed to quiet as he was cut off by a murky distraction.

His ears twitched sensing the sound of a lump of mud colliding with his turning head to splash his already muddy face with more mud. Switching his gaze back at Gloria a sharp pain pierced his right shoulder crunching into the mud coat and into his flesh of muscle. A pain induced growl took over his expression as his eyes shot bloody red and hot. His overall temperature heightened as a rage suddely took over him so much that his agony was supressed. Thus, invoking his berserker state.

Berserker State-

*Wolv can tap into primal, unstoppable rage that allows him to perform in vastly increased capacity, taking and inflicting damage that he wouldn't in his normal state. In some cases, Wolvs feral mind descends so far into the feral rage that, mentally, he is little more than an animal. A majority of Wolvs sustenance is derived from carrion. Whether eating live prey or carrion, Wolv feeding style appears voracious, resulting in him possessing enhanced gluttony. Wolv also has berserker tendencies.

When going into berserker mode he becomes 15 mph faster with stronger instincts than normal, not only of predatory or prey, but also battle, and sharp killing instincts. He is able to process the world in an advanced/efficient manner to find any solutions to any kind of problems that he faces, using both the logical and illogical sense and strategies. He will result to abandon logic and play with pure instinct, generally making illogical but successful moves and decisions. His reflexes become heightened so that he reacts with a natural quick fluid killer instinct. In his berserker state Wolv can lift up to 2500 lbs from the ground. In berserker mode he is able to empty himself of all rational restraints in battle and completely immerse himself in combat becoming a dangerous warrior for foe enhancing his overall physical condition boosting his senses. The ability allows Wolv to ignore critical physical damage as if it never affected him and continue fighting with a frightening level of stamina while also being unpredictable and erratic in combat, making it hard to counter. The rareness of this power makes-up in one's opponent being super strong as it boosts his adrenaline and stamina to the point where he is able to wear out his opponent through sheer tenacity and ferocity alone. Possesses a completely unpredictable nature, rendering him resistant to fighters with adoptive muscle memory. During the berserker stage his mind is capable of carrying out multiple calculations and thought processes at once. He can also evade objective precognition by a chance of 50%(I'll roll a four sided die, odd is a chance of success and even represents failure)which requires them to have a direction in mind to be able to predict the outcome. This also grants Wolv a tremendous lung capacity and the ability to use the oxygen very effectively enabling him to hold his breath for extended periods of time while staying active. Wolv also possesses predatory instincts, allowing him to become master of hunting and tracking. One with this ability can discern numerous factors of a situation that make Wolv a master of pursuit and capture. This includes what move a foe will make, where they are headed (if the user is in the foe’s proximity, or knows the foe fairly well), as well as how to effectively cause a foe to play right into his hands in combat. Overcome any sort of physical problems with his own willpower, physical condition, and mental state. His berserker physiology can be reversed if his opponent can cause a feeling of serenity to Wolv, this means if anyone can alter his emotions so that he feels calm, peaceful and his soul untroubled it will cause him to immediately go into cool down phase, singing/music can give him a feeling of serenity but only if it is beautiful flawless type of vocals or tunes, a beautiful view isn't sufficient, that includes pretty girls, they actually just look more delicious to him, also massages can reverse it, although it might be pretty unlikely that anyone would attempt that unless metagaming comes into play. Any critical damage will affect him during cool down phase, reducing his speed and strength by half and being slightly more susceptible to pain while his stamina is greatly reduced as he becomes mentally sluggish.*

The damage from the knife was apparent but his blood was streaming with so much adrenaline his heart was pounding in his hulking chest, so much he was much more sharp plus his overall physical capabilities were enhanced. He was turned into a wild animal in his natural realm. Now he was overwhelmed with a mighty urge to devour her, she looked like a lean tasty meal, the saliva around his mouth creased and spilt over the surface of the creek which was sinking to his ankles by the hole he made beforehand.

"RRRRRAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!" A crazy roar escaped his bulky frame vibrating the creek and leaves around.

The muscles on his figure shook with ferocity just pulsing to release. He could literally feel the surge of power within him. Suddenly the world around him slowed down as he perceived things in a better fashion, so intense that he could count the leaves that each faded from the trees. Instinct told him to chase her down and capture his prey. Abruptly his quick reflexes were put into play as he charged forth pushing feet back behind the power of his thunderous leg and thigh muscles, along with raising his spear with his right injured arm and pinpointing at Gloria`s midsection in a fluid motion intending to launch his spear fast. It would reach Gloria at a split of a second.

However, his assault would not end there he would reach for his claymore to unsheath it from his back with the injury to his arm not halting him for a moment, disregarding the uncomfortable sensation with pure berserker tendency. Tracking the brawler down with tremendous speed overcoming the dagger assault with his courageous willpower and warrior mentality. Closing the distance with just a few steps Wolv swung his sword hard with full force at Glorias left shoulder, if connected Wolv would shatter, dislocate or cut through it entirely, the bloodlust was electrified, you could see it in the Godslayers fiery eyes. Meanwhile the berserker still held his shield closely and tightly with his left. Regardless if his spear hit Wolv expected her ass to be grass within the next couple of seconds, she would be a witness to how dangerous Wolv could be when he was ticked off, although her tactic to distract him had worked he would make her pay for her lummox strategy.

The look in his ruby red eyes glinted with fury. It gave the furry monster a semblance of a beast made of mud and earth.

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6Glory Sieg

"Well, that was record timing," she said with a disappointed sigh. He got stabbed a by a toothpick and flipped his shit. Always a good thing to do at the onset of a fight. She could see the change in his stature, but also noted that "he" was no longer "he", more of an "it". Personally, she didn't think her stupid feint would work at all, so the fact that both hit him was almost humorous to her.

Wild animals. Ugh. She hated them. She didn't however reload her dagger, despite them being visible on her legs. Instead, she simply watched through his roar, smiling as his eyes zeroed in on her. There seemed to be no tenseness from her, no fear for that animal to hone in on. When he raised his arm, her own only marker that she was ready to go was the pink glint in her green eyes.

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Glory can spontaneously create a field of telekinetic turbulence as a defensive (and sometimes offensive) ability. This 6 foot in diameter circle of energy consist of psychokinetic power moving in a wild random array. When this ability is used to block a ranged attack, Gloria rolls a d6 to determine the reaction: On a 1, the field collapses on itself and does nothing regarding the attack. On a 2 or 3, the field absorbs the attack and is destroyed, negating the attack as well. With a 4 or 5, the field instead deflects the attack away from Gloria. On a 6, the field will reflect the attack back at its sender at the same power. After use, she may not activate another Field for 3 posts.

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As the slung spear zipped towards her, Wolv would notice it's existence would waver as it neared her, the air suddenly alive with pink ripples of light. Before contacting her, however, it would stop and immediately go rocketing right back at him. With his massive frame following his charge, combined with him readying a downward chop with his sword, the spear would either perforate his exposed right side, or impact the shield and maybe go through it. She couldn't really tell how sturdy the shield was in regards to his spear, but it was enough.

Using his own attack to occupy his attention, Gloria stepped in his charge and to the right, under his raised sword. As she passed by him, her right hand would grab her embedded dagger and rip it downward as she she pulled it out, hopefully exposing more of those swollen muscles.

PP: 43

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Berserker State Activated: 2/3

Mood: Infuriated ||

Battle Theme - Whoop that trick

Health: ████ 80/100%

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A pink glint appeared in Gloria`s eyes but Wolv paid it no mind continually rushing forward with no care. A distorted ripple of coral lights appeared. So she was a telekinetic, a bloody psion. He hated those psychic types. Controlling things with their minds, it was an insult to those who relied on their hardwork and physical capabilities. Moving objects with only their willpower, there should be a law against their kind. His double-blade spear halted colliding with the turbelance force to zoom back at him. The blade of the spear hit the center mass of his shield deflecting off with a sparkle jetting off 4 yards away into the sloping dirt. The slash of his sword caught air as it impacted the ground, however the point would help stable his weight into a sturdy position as well as using the heels of his feet to halt his momentum. He expected her to be fast like Unity was, considering their bodies were similar in shape but constant pressure was how he set up his attacks. A sting in his right buttox could be felt from her knife engraving into the muddy coat and muscle two inches deep as suddenly Wolv growled with irritation, hankering to retalliate at once, simultaneously stretching his elbow back to pivot his torso in the direction of Gloria with her impaling her dagger into his flesh he would more than likely connect the edge of his elbow, if she was transitioning to flee, it would instead be the base of his claymore if she struggled to avoid his incoming elbow, or the metallic pommel with her right temple with more than enough force to knock her out cold or fracture her skull. With his entire body swerving into the blow that four-hundred pounds plus the velocity it measured up to two-thousand pounds of pure blunt force trauma. It was like taking a spinning back elbow from a super heavyweight, if the elbow didn't connect the elbow would be substituted for his claymore and since that was arguably heavier and more dense with metal properties the force from the weight of the sword and his hulking stature and frame would be more than enough power to knock her into unconsciousness, if not rattle her head with severe concussive kinetic energy and bludgeoning weight to daze the woman he overweighed by approximately 270 lbs. His movement was swift with tremendous might. Sliding his right foot back to complete the twisting moiety maneuever. Although a cut would have been more satisfying this would have to do.

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