Dithakar vs Elliot

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~I~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

There was a ever dwindling beauty to Nature’s embrace; A rare sense of life that had fostered the growth of humanity, and yet lay abandoned now in the quieter spaces of Gaia. Ohia Forest was one such place, but it was not so devoid of men as it would at first seem.

For, as very few would know, there existed many spaces between worlds; Islands amidst an ever shifting, tumultuous sea. In just such a realm, far removed yet ever connected, lived a being beyond expression.

Wrapped in the peaceful fold of reverie, he could not ignore the call; Rippling out through the spirit realm as though it were a vast pond, split by the casting of some great stone. The summons washed him in its power, and gave substance to his insubstantial form.

A voice to his astral thought.

"Yoshiryuu..."

And then, a gray mist began to swirl amidst the shadow-cast branches. Gradually darkening, and compacting, as it brought into being the aged yet solid figure of someone new.

The man, who looked the better portion of fifty, stood with his chiseled form balanced amongst the boughs. He was roughly six feet and an inch tall, weighing near 170 pounds. His hair was a memory, and the bare scalp now sported two crimson dots in the midst of his forehead. One higher than the other just above his bushy brow. Bright blue eyes, like a flash of lightning, were set beneath that. The gaze he offered almost seeming to look beyond, maybe even through, whatever lay before him. His wizened features were somewhat concealed by a thick black beard; but matched perfectly his physic, stern and strong.

His attire was fairly simple, mostly oriental in style and cut. He wore a large brass necklace, each connecting piece like miniature golden gongs. Hung in the midst of that, a larger circular pendant which resembled a tiger with claws sunk deep into the sides of a multifaceted ruby. A black undershirt, topped by a simple yellow wrap acted as the only enclosure for his muscular chest and broad shoulders. His left arm was covered in a brown leather gauntlet that started at his large knuckles and ending just above his biceps. The right arm bore the same, and both bindings held several layers of varying thickness. Blue shorts, shot with orange and adorned by a belted-tabard, that ended at the knee; and a pair of thick blue bandages that started just above his leather tabi boots and blended into the clothing above, which completed his look.

Behold Dithakar Yodsuwan, the Warrior-Monk Reborn…

This place, ancient and vast, suited him; And ultimately reminded him of the ’home’ he’d left behind so very long ago.

However, now was not the time for old men’s musings. There were certain issues of terrain that must be dealt with, and he saw to those now.

First his right arm extended out to rest one massive palm against the bark; Bracing himself against the very tree in which he stood. It’s texture was course, but in no way unpleasant to his thickened flesh. Dithakar brought his right foot up, angling it to the opposite side, and then removed the boot with his free left hand. Quickly re-positioning himself and repeating the action with the left tabi as well. Then, slowly, as his bones creaked in protest…The elderly warrior carefully took a seat upon the branch; Careful not to entangle himself in the wood.

The boots, curiously enough, faded away; A reversal of the very method by which he'd appeared from the Aether.

Both hands free once more, his right appendage moved to retrieve something from one of his belt pouches; The one furthest back on that side. With little fanfare, the monk produced a single piece of chalk from the recess and quickly crushed it to powder in his mighty grasp. Then, Dithakar brought both hands together and worked the white substance into his palms; Careful to cover as much area as possible before moving on to his next project.

Which, as it turned out, involved placing a similar coating upon both bare feet. Finally, content with his work, Dithakar sighed contently and…

Without a further sound, or motion…

Waited for what was to come.

This left him some time to ponder the serene woodland around him, and the various sights and smells it contained. For the aged martial artist, the world was more than just what assaulted the five primary senses; There were facets of perception, like the many sparkles contained in a diamond, that only a practiced eye could grasp. For him, it had been faith that brought “into tune”, as it were. A heightened awareness of things that allowed him to note the presence of life everywhere.

From the squirrels that dashed about around him, to the tiniest micro-organism placidly swimming in the mud below; He felt them, all of them. It was, honestly, very refreshing to turn himself away from his adopted purpose…One that had taken him so very far away from everything he believed.

Thunder rumbled overhead, and the darkness deepened upon his perch.

Rain soaked the breeze with it’s refreshing scent, and he was back on Earth then; Sitting in the branches of his favorite jamjuree tree, watching the elephants amble by. Trumpeting the clouds overhead to let loose there bounty, as one little calf stumbled around trying to see what its elders were up to.

Dithakar smiled, and the FIGHTER that he had chosen to wear beneath one of the thicker bands of his right gauntlet began to beep.

Reality resurfaced, but the old man’s face never changed.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Inactive

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel

{ I } Active Effects { I }

{ I } Injuries { I }

We Came To Fight Wrote:

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~II~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

Dithakar had watched the young man’s approach with all the calm he’d employed while waiting for his arrival. Enjoying the breeze as it picked up the pace around them, and brought the fast encroaching downpour ever nearer.

His opponent, who’s skin tone reminded him somewhat of his own, worked his way into a small clearing just beneath the monk’s adopted perch; Taking his time, easing into the battle. Dithakar could respect that, and he could feel it all coming together in the wider world. Everything falling into place…

Like rain.

The elderly martial artist considered Pope’s question for the briefest of moments before answering, his generous smile having never faded away.

”Yes, and you must be Elliot Pope. Greetings!”

He, too, possessed an unusually thick accent; Albeit his bore the broken tang of the South-Pacific, and could’ve hailed from India or Thailand. It was doubtful that the younger fighter would possess that subtle knack for dialect identification, but it hardly mattered here.

There was motion, then, as Dithakar reared back; Seemingly attempting to fall head first from the branch upon which he had sat. However, his knees locked down and he rotated around his former seat until the pivotal moment came to relinquish that hold. When it did, the aged fighter dropped from on high. Righting himself in mid-air to came crashing down upon a collection of boulders that had become entwined in the roots of his tree.

However, something else had blossomed to life in the moments before he fell.

A light that grew from within the confines of his right palm, and extended out as a beam. The strength of it’s radiance grew, as did it’s physical definition, until his feet collided with the rocks below.

In total silence.

Despite the dampness of the stones, the chalk upon his bare feet protected him from any unwanted slips...but the loss of sound…that belonged to something else entirely.

show spoilerhide spoilerLotus-Ryuu :: Made through and through of Astral Harmony, a much more powerful variant of his own ((See Harmony below.)), and powered by his faith; the Lotus-Ryuu is capable of conducting the power housed within both his Eight Deadly-points, and Stone of Ki abilities into its self. Naturally, this makes the staff as hard as diamond (For the purpose of durability, and somewhat in appearance.) and capable of dealing magical and lawful damage(See Stone of Ki below for more details.). Because of this, the Lotus-Ryuu is also able to deflect non-material energy based projectiles of any type or nature. It is extremely beautiful, and seemingly made of crystalline sparkles that throw off a golden light all there own. This feature allows the staff to act as a light source (capable of piercing even magical darkness) equivalent in coverage to a handheld torch, but provides no heat and can never be extinguished so long as it is present on this plane. The Lotus-Ryuu is also capable of some minor alterations to it's physical shape, at Dithakar's discretion. It may, in addition to its natural appearance, separate equally or unequally at any juncture along its length either entirely, or by way of interlocking chain links made of astral force (It is important to note that Dithakar must actively alter the staff with his own hands. Though it may split into many various types of stick, or stick and chain, weaponry it can not do this due solely to enemy attack. I.e. if intent to separate this weapon is stated, then it must be done so reasonably in regards to either his limbs, body, or said object upon which it is being struck. Dithakar may separate his weapon as part of an attack, or block, so long as the intent to do so is stated in advance.). Typically, this added effect is used to turn the Lotus-Ryuu into a triple bar staff, a flail, or occasionally a set of fighting batons. Naturally, the staff is 8ft in length and, due to its magical construction, nearly weightless to its possessor. However, this does not effect it's striking abilities, as explained above. The specific configurations of the Lotus-Ryuu’s many weapon forms activate solely at Dithakar’s discretion, but may never exceed the 8ft length and can only undercut it for the specific weapon forms (such as the Nunchaku, which would require that a portion of the staff be removed). Another quirk is the silencing effect caused by the harmony, which means that this weapon…or anything that it touches…doesn’t make a sound. Hence, when Dithakar wields the Lotus-Ryuu, he can not be heard in the least, but he can still hear just fine. Like-wise, other weapons do not “clash” when hitting this staff. In effect the staff allows Dithakar to move silently and attack in similar fashion. Though, theoretically possible it is unlikely that the staff could be used to “silence” an opposing spell caster as the effect lasts only so long as the staff is directly touching something…with the silencing property ending immediately once the object or person in question is no longer in contact with it, He can summon Lotus-Ryuu at any time, However it takes one post to form unless stated as “summoned” at the start of a match. Should it, somehow, be broken, the staff reforms un-harmed in a week. He may dismiss the Lotus-Ryuu at any time so long as he can see it, and the staff will automatically disperse if removed from his sight. While enraged, the Lotus-Ryuu may not be summoned, and will immediately disperse if present at the activation of Rage

Now Dithakar stood, left foot leading, in a side-long stance facing the younger warrior with his grin intact. Holding in his right hand the fully formed, glimmering 8ft staff of Harmony; The Lotus- Ryuu.

His thoughts fluttered, however briefly, to his Wai Kru. It did not sit well with him that he had not been able to perform it here, but the ground would not allow for the stomping, striding, dance of his people. So, for now, he stood; ready to fight.

No more than four feet between them.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Active/8ft Bo-staff

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel

{ I } Active Effects { I }

{ I } Injuries { I }

We Came To Fight Wrote:

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~III~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

He watched it all unfold in his opponent’s eyes, scanning the elderly monk as the gears whirled to life. A short response, ‘Hello’, and then Pope was backing away.

But Dithakar did not stand still, both feet working in silent unison to keep the distance between them intact. The monk could not allow his opponent to backpedal, or take the risk of giving up too much ground himself. The environment was ill suited to distanced combat, but he knew from experience that the typical limitations of battle did not always apply.

They certainly hadn’t always applied to him.

He’d been forced to remove himself from the rocks, again aided by the chalk in his search for sure footing. But that didn’t save him from stepping onto the quiet, wet ground. Removing his boots had helped, given him a better immediate understanding of what he was placing his foot on directly; And it was much more difficult to become stuck this way, as well.

A nifty little trick learned from playing with the Elephants.

However, having kept up the pace, he decided to test his opponent a bit. Dithakar, just from the weapons they’d both brought to bear, had the obvious reach advantage; And he utilized it now, angling the Yoshi-Ryuu’s bottom end over to meet his waiting left palm. He swept wide then, right-to-left, allowing the shaft to slip further away from him as he repositioned his right hand closer to its twin. It wasn’t a strong attack, more akin to a baseball swing, and he aimed it center mass; Specifically looking to connect with Pope’s abdominal muscles, or perhaps the diaphragm.

It would knock the breath from him, if it connected properly, but Dithakar hardly put much stock in that. Maintaining the strange effect of Harmony, not even the air whistled against the surface of his staff; Nor would any impact resonate audibly.

After all, he hadn’t committed his left arm entirely to the attack; Having used that rear-most hand primarily for balancing the swing, and ready at a moments notice to relinquish its grip.

Always ready.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Active/8ft Bo-staff

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel

{ I } Active Effects { I }

{ I } Injuries { I }

We Came To Fight Wrote:

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~IV~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

The battle had finally begun.

Dithakar could have taken another step back, maintained his distance, but he was much more at home in close proximity to his opponent. Better, in fact, that the younger warrior have moved so close.

That is, until Elliot unleashed the ocular beam of light.

Despite the darkening skies overhead, and the natural shadow applied from the fauna that surrounding them, there was already a great deal of light between them; Emitted by the Lotus-Ryuu to shimmering effect.

But that radiance was far outstripped by Pope's sudden burst of energy, flashing it's dire glow straight for Dithakar's own eyes.

Silently.

Because, as one would only learn once they had locked weapons with the mighty monk, the sound dampening effect stretched out to include anything it touched. That, however, would not spare the elderly fighter from the attack; But he was hardly defenseless against it, and made that apparent now.

show spoilerhide spoilerDodge Training :: Monks are highly trained at dodging blows, and they have a sixth sense that lets them avoid even unanticipated attacks. When unarmored, Ditakar can access an impressive degree of acrobatics that allow him to escape mortal wounds in the same way any metal-bound knight might let an attack brush harmlessly over his armor. This ability applies even if he is standing very close to his opponent, or flat-footed. He loses this ability when immobilized, helpless, wearing any armor, or carrying a shield.

A lot of little things would happen all at once. First, Dithakar turned his head just so to the right while the rest of him dipped down a bit and to the left; Putting his face out of harms way almost entirely.

Almost…

As the attack had been a concentrated burst of energy, even the master monk could not totally remove himself from it. Thus it sliced an angry red line between the two dots upon his forehead, and brought the all too familiar sting of pain back into Dithakar’s life. The wound was not particularly deep, or even all that effective, but first blood had been drawn.

Well, somewhat. The wound had cauterized its self from the heat, and thus left little reason for loss of any actual fluids.

His surprise would’ve been apparent, in the instant before he moved, by the expression that he wore. His smile having turned to an uncontrolled grimace, if only for a moment. The flash, coupled with the ever deepening gloom around them, had dazzled the monk a bit. They were close enough together now that it would, hopefully, not negatively impact his next step.

Time to remove the illusion.

As previously stated, the monk’s extremities had not remained idle during the sudden ray; And Dithakar actively engaged himself in returning the favor. First, his right hand relinquished it’s grip upon the haft of his weapon while the left withdrew just a bit and solidified the hold. An action that, before Pope’s reprisal had even come to fruition, put the Lotus-Ryuu nearly horizontal with the elder warrior’s belt. As it dipped, angling toward a more downward diagonal tilt, the monk’s upper body worked to effect his evasive action.

Not only dodging the beam, but also priming himself for the next move.

Every muscle, from the tendons that ran down to his feet all the way up to the bands that gave drive to his shoulders, blasted forward them. Right leg pumping up and around as it brought the knee to bear against the length of his staff, his recently vacated palm snapping down to catch the glimmering bar of Harmony just so and brace it there. Forcing the elderly fighter to balance himself upon his left foot as he struck.

show spoilerhide spoilerSea of Strikes :: Monks of the Muay Thai sect are capable of attacking with multiple parts of their body simultaneously, and without losing balance.

The Lotus-Ryuu, normally so potent for it’s range, was now being used to channel the power of his [Eight Deadly-points] and [Stone of Ki] right through the staff and into this fully backed attack to Pope’s belt-line.

show spoilerhide spoilerEight Deadly-points :: Dithakar is a master monk in the discipline known as Muay Thai, a style that utilizes offensive potency through the feet, knees, elbows, and hands. This fact is responsible for the practice of Muay Thai also being known as the “Eight Deadly-points”. Though the most famous use by far, Muay Thai is not strictly offense based, and it’s defensive measure is known as “The Five Bands of Iron”. Which focuses on the use of shins, forearms, and the torso (specifically the abdominal, and pectoral muscles.) to defend against attack. Because of this, these areas are highly resistant to pain, and trained to deliver, or receive, massive amounts of damage. Minor injuries (Such as, but not limited to: shallow cuts, abrasions, physical concussive force [fists, feet, and the like].) to the eight sections, or the five, are easily shrugged off and will only serve to draw the monk into a aggressive state, known as Rage. However he is not invulnerable to such attacks, and consecutive damage to these areas will apply normally after he has been repeatedly struck.

show spoilerhide spoilerStone of Ki (Magic-Lawful-Diamond) :: Dithakar’s un-armed body is empowered with Ki, or soul-energy. His attacks are treated as magical axiomatic diamond weapons, and can damage any creature not immune to all three. With this ability, his Eight Deadly-points can reduce stone to dust, and crack any armor (save metals such as tungsten carbide, depleted uranium, or alloy 1090) like an egg shell given enough direct hits. The lawful quality is especially detrimental to chaotic beings (such as devils, and certain extra-planar creatures), or creatures which shift or change physically and mentally. (Detrimental meaning that it hurts them as though they were human, as opposed to the protections provided by such racial qualities) The magical attribute allows his body to directly interact with magical reinforcements such as shields of energy or enchanted armor. This ability stems from all three parts of the monk’s training; utilizing mind (magic), body (diamond), and soul (lawful). The Lotus-Ryuu is treated, for all intensive purposes, as though it too possesses this quality.

But the Monk had set something else into motion within the mystical working of his weapon. Another of it’s powers that, perhaps, his opponent would not expect. The staff, once a solid 8ft bo, had begun to separate at the juncture just to the outside of his knee; Connected by nearly two inches of shimmering chain-link. Likewise, further down the haft where the hit was intended, another section was set to separate upon impact.

The single, connected, Bo had become a triple-bar staff. It’s outermost section threatening to not only hit the monk’s target, but perhaps wrap around and strike from behind.

The rationale was simple: It was likely, but not guaranteed, that his opponent’s sight had been temporarily limited by the projectile attack, much as his own…if not slightly more. Enough so that he would be unable to adapt quickly enough to Dithakar’s own silenced counter-strike as he dipped the Lotus-Ryuu below the lip of his opponent’s kama.

Either way, it was a solid attack; Much stronger than the last one, and it would force Pope to make a decision. All the same, his smile had not quite returned; Leaving his lips drawn into a somewhat passive frown, or the like.

He could barely hear it, drawn into the battle as his was, but somewhere…not so far away…

The rain descended from on high like a sheet.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Active/ Tri-Section Staff

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel

{ I } Active Effects { I }

Stone of Ki - Active

{ I } Injuries { I }

Eyes - Minor blurring of eyesight from exposure to sudden/unexpected bright light. Temporary.

Forehead - Heat based laceration, cauterized upon strike. Less than a millimeters depth. Non-hindering.

We Came To Fight Wrote:

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~V~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

Dithakar felt his weapon hit home, and immediately slammed his right foot back to the ground. A recoil made easier by his target's block against the central bar, and the opposing force it applied. He'd succeeded in stinging the young warrior, and would no doubt face reprisal; So it was paramount that he stay fluid, shifting from one move to the next.

Pope's counter came as expected, but even he had to admit that it had been well executed. After all, the monk had only just regained his solid stance, and had he managed to bring that Kama to bear against his unprotected leg...

But, that would not be the case.

The hindrance to his eyesight having abated well enough for him to perceive the action, and react. His left hand, which held the rear-most section of the Lotus-Ryuu, drew back and down; Moving to intercept the the hand-sickle along it's haft, and redirect it wide to Pope's right side. The collision was solid, but provided no audible tell, and their weapons were locked again.

And then, the sky emptied its reserve.

It had started moments ago with the occasional drop of precipitation that found its way through the foliage overhead; But soon became a steady drum upon the leaves as more, and more, came crashing down around and upon them.

Just as Dithakar intended to bring the furthest section of his staff down upon his enemy, now.

He rolled his right shoulder, muscles powering that drive into the central bar of his Lotus-Ryuu as he worked it in opposition to the section that held Pope's kama at bay. The motion began as he drew back towards his right hip, and up; The farthest part of his staff, the bar that had struck the younger fighter just now, recoiling into position as Dithakar rolled the middle portion up.

A move that brought the end of his weapon over and down towards the left-hand side of Pope's unprotected head.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Active/ Tri-Section Staff

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel

{ I } Active Effects { I }

Stone of Ki - Active

{ I } Injuries { I }

Forehead - Heat based laceration, cauterized upon strike. Less than a millimeters depth. Non-hindering.

We Came To Fight Wrote:

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~VI~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

Unfortunately for the younger warrior, Dithakar's attack was not some lumbering affair; And his weapon proved equally as swift as the kinetically infused headbutt Pope now delivered.

Their world would become equal parts pain.

The monk, with his spiritually enhanced staff cracking down upon the left side of the young man's head as he rose to meet it; And Dithakar, unable to defend, blasted down and into the mud by the most impressive brow-assault he'd ever experienced.

No sound came of it, but the skies overhead peeled a crack of thunder that lit the forest and shook the ground.

The elderly warrior did not...could not...perceive any of that, and the last thought he knew before the searing agony was that his Lotus-Ryuu had connected with the skull of his foe; Specifically, the left temple just beyond the edge of his eye.

He was vaguely aware, then, of a wetness in his extremities; Blinking through some uncredited murky shade as he tried to catch his bearings and look up.

A mistake.

His left shoulder knotted, as though bruised, and shot a twinge of discomfort out and into his craning neck. But he fought his way through, still working to get a clear view of what had happened; Despite the obscuration of his vision. Rain pelted his body, striking his face and washing away some of the mud and grit. No doubt the cause for his clouded sight, and...as realization struck him...his downed posture.

Dithakar had been laid out, in the mud, by what he vaguely remembered as a brilliant flash of light...and the incoming flesh of his opponent's forehead.

Very impressive.

The pain in his shoulder meant that his own attack had knocked Pope's aim off course, down and to the left, which had blasted away a portion of his shirt and bruised the tissue beneath. What had spared him a worse fate, as it usually did in matters of direct concussive force, was his own training. Years and years of physical abuse fighting just as they were now.

He managed to sit up, and could see the ever-glow of the Lotus Ryuu across his chest as it's respective sections draped to either side. Dithakar raised his right arm, and brought it across his eyes; A move that sent waves of pressure through his face and down into the core of him. He'd cleared most of the stain from his view, yes, but so too had he brushed against the nose that was absolutely broken.

Blood intermingled with soupy dirt, and dripped down into his soiled beard.

Another roll of cacophonous sound as lightning sliced the sky above, and Dithakar found the resolve to catch the Lotus-Ryuu's middle bar in his left palm; Which reminded him, through a pinching sensation, that the effect on his shoulder was still present. Scanning the area for any sign of Pope as the aged monk sat in the mud, ready...finally...to at least defend.

His gaze, slowly refocused...

To a look of pained anger.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Active/ Tri-Section Staff

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel (muddy)

{ I } Active Effects { I }

Stone of Ki - Active

{ I } Injuries { I }

Forehead - Heat based laceration, cauterized upon strike. Less than a millimeters depth. Non-hindering.

Left-Shoulder - Bruising; Slight pain in left arm and hand when used. Striking abilities diminished to 90% efficacy.

Nose - Broken; Bleeding. Constant pain, sensitivity to further damage. dizziness from loss of blood beginning in three(3) rounds.

We Came To Fight Wrote:

[!]Ohia Forest[!]

Let it begin…

[]~VII~[]

[!] ~”Wisdom is not the counting of all the drops in a waterfall…”~[!]

As both men realized what had happened, and came to terms with what it meant, they would arise in tandem...

No longer mere warriors, or enemies.

They were forces of opposition!

Without a word between them, Dithakar leaping mutely from his own pool of grime, they would move toward one another; The elderly monk having found his own feet just as Pope produced the second crystalline ball.

The rain fell in sheets, coming down as a constant downpour through the foliage overhead. The world had become all lightning, and thunder; Wind, and water.

Then, the aged mendicant would bring his right hand over to join the left upon that central bar. Feeling for some unseen latch set into the ever-glimmering surface as he twisted either wrist, and separated the tri-sectioned staff into a pair of Nunchaku.

Dithakar picked up speed, feeling his every step into the sloppy ground with his bare soles; Trusting the sensations that sight could not give, and assured of the collision for which they'd been set.

Those steadily piercing eyes, alight like blue flames, driving into the young warrior that lay ahead; Studying him at the most basic level, and picking apart the swing of his arms...

The bounce of every footfall.

show spoilerhide spoilerBody from the Mind :: A monk knows how to strike enemies in vulnerable areas. Dithakar can attempt this attack up to four times per day, but never more than once in the same round. He must study his opponent for one round immediately before using this ability. Should he succeed in hitting his opponent while Body from the Mind is in effect, they are then stunned for one round. The victim must drop anything they are carrying, or drop to their knees for that duration. While Enraged, this attack stuns the enemies arms or legs for two posts instead of the usual one, but each usage counts as two strikes toward Dithakar’s daily total. This attack functions by studying the opponent's actions over the course of the round. It must be declared during the round, and Dithakar must be able to keep his eyes on the target for the entire duration of the round. Then, when the ability activates, he must attempt to strike either on or near the arms/legs. Because he is, literally, introducing a small fraction of his ki energy into their body he need not hit the nerve clusters directly. But, as with any attack, the result will always rest with the person targeted.

When they had come into range, perhaps barely two feet apart, Dithakar's lips would part in a silent roar as he brought his right arm forward, and set the end of that weapon spinning with violent force; Aiming to land in the crook of pope's neck where his shoulder began.

Backed by all the power of his spiritually enhanced strength, and penetration.

Meanwhile, the left hand would remain at the ready, available to defend or counter; Whichever need might fall into place first.

And the storm raged on.

[!] ~”…It is understanding why the water seeks the earth.”~[!]

Gear & Status Wrote:

{ I } Gear { I }

Lotus-Ryuu - Active/ Nunchaku x2

Hidden Dagger - Sheathed

Combat Belt - Flint & Steel, Flask of Oil, Chalk(x19), Needles(x25), Grappling Hook w/ Rope, Hand Towel (muddy)

{ I } Active Effects { I }

Stone of Ki - Active

Body From the Mind - Round of study begins (1/4)

{ I } Injuries { I }

Forehead - Heat based laceration, cauterized upon strike. Less than a millimeters depth. Non-hindering.

Left-Shoulder - Bruising; Slight pain in left arm and hand when used. Striking abilities diminished to 90% efficacy.

Nose - Broken; Bleeding. Constant pain, sensitivity to further damage. dizziness from loss of blood beginning in two(2) rounds.

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