Event Tournament of Darkness (House Tenebris ~ Shadow Blade)

[Katagaris Pandemonium]

Katagaris

Krayiss II

Second Match

Round 2/7

After the first match.
Katagaris was exhausted when he collapsed in his tent at the camp. Madora had proven to be a complicated opponent, although he had surpassed her in this competition. Now his next trail would take the form of Urizen, a Sorcerer to be specific, this would open a large pool of opportunities available to him in ways to defeat Urizen. Keeping him from latching on with Force Drain would be key to defeating any Sorcerer and his foe was no exception. His Mask was split which caused a major problem for him and his beliefs, it was impossible to repair with the materials he had on hand. So he tore strips from the bottom of his shirt to make a face wrap. The remaining fabric barely reached below his rib cage covering the rubber sleeve he wore on his chest. Luckily the leather thong he used to keep his hair up was intact so he pulled his hair into a topknot and wrapped the cloth strip around his face leaving his eyes exposed. Leaving behind his red saber behind on his cot he tucked his chain whip into his belt keeping the chain stored inside the mace handle, then he tucked his saber into the special pockets on his thigh. Pausing before he walked out of the tent he walked back and grabbed the second saber, it felt wrong to carry one without the other at its side.

The Fight.

Watching as Urizen watched him he probably thought that Katagaris was forming a plan to defeat him, but it was in fact a skill that he realized he could use once Bampa Gianka was fully developed. The only thing on his mind was nothing, he had no plan, he had no knowledge or anything about how he would react to attacks, he was calm. As the flock of birds flew to him he drew the Whip and unclasped the head releasing the length of chain and he drew his orange saber from the thigh sheath. He began spinning the metal mace head slowly then faster and faster as it gained speed and momentum. Lashing out with the whip he struck down a vast majority of the avian assailants before finishing off the rest with his saber, but not before being pecked on the side of his cheek tearing the cloth and skin. Blood seeped out slowly ad the cut wasn't anything major or to worry about. Annoyed that he didn't draw the first blood while he brought his saber up in an attempt to block Urizen's incoming saber stroke he swung the chain whip to the right and jerked his arm backwards in an attempt to strike Urizen in the back with the strong metal head of the whip. Feeling the cold seep into him from his exposed stomach he felt himself drifting into the cold, feeling it seep into his bones, as he reached deep into himself and the environment and his own darkness as he prepared to unleash a blast of cold air at his fellow housemate.

Powers used: Charging Cryokinesis-1

Gm Tag: @dragonsith13 @Hadzuska_The Jester @Darth Vesper

Opponent tag: @Urizen

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness

Level 2 Round 1 Points awarded


Loharr

Urizen


Players may proceed to Round two once both players are ready.

Remember to pay attention to posting orders per the opening post.

 

[WhiteDrakon]

~IC:Zan’roc~

~Tournament Round 2~

~Krayiss II~

~~Round 3/7~



Zan’roc stood behind his opponent his blue eyes lit with an unseen fire as he pulled his right hand back from his attempt impale his opponents right lung. Kicking his right leg forcibly aimed at his opponents right leg from behind hoping throw his opponent off balance while doing enough damage to Loharrs right hamstring to impair his opponent for the remainder of the fight



Pulling his leg back and reaching down and grasping his second saber in his left hand Zan’roc ignited the blade holding both his sabers in the unconventional reverse grip Lifting seven quarter sized rocks with telekinesis Zan’roc held them close behind himself in the air clustered near the small of his back using his body to hopefully shield Loharr from seeing them as he settled into a sturdy defensive stance his right arm reaching across his body to hold the saber horizontally between his chest and stomach while his left hand held his second saber close to his side pointing behind him and directly away from his body.



“A fair adversary” Zan’roc said speaking for the first time since the duel “a worthy opponent to cross paths with” He grinned as he waited for Loharr to make his next moves.



Force Powers: Telekinesis-1



GM Tags: @dragonsith13 @Darth Vesper @Hadzuska_The Jester



Opponent: @Loharr Talem

 

[Loharr Talem]

~IC: Loharr Talem~
~Krayiss II~

~Tournament Round 2~
~Round 3 of 7~

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Loharr watched through the over-saturated, crimson “X” made of his sabers in front of him as his opponent had seized an opportunity, and Jumped over him, in a Force Enhanced flip. This was most certainly annoying, but not without opportunities of his own to take advantage of.


And this, he would most certainly do.


Reacting swiftly to his opponent flipping over his head, Loharr gripped both of his lightsabers harshly as he broke the “X”, throwing two, separate slashing attacks upwards, towards his opponent. Whether or not these strikes would actually land, he had no way of knowing for certain.


Then, came the next part.


Realizing his opponent would now be behind him, Loharr quickly spun around, preparing to block any incoming attack his opponent might throw at him. With both lightsabers pointed down and forward, aimed away from his body now, Loharr saw his opponents next strike.


A direct attempt to pierce through him, which he would not even consider the possibility. With a quick reaction, Loharr rotated the lightsaber in his right hand with a clockwise motion, swiftly moving to directly parry the attack.


But his speedy reaction wasn’t enough. Even though the parry was mostly successful, it was not enacted with enough haste, and as a result, the jabbing motion of his opponents lightsaber glanced the top side of his shoulder, singeing and searing the flesh, forcing Loharr to let out a short cry of pain.


Immediately after the piercing attack had been apparently concluded, Loharr watched his Housemate raise their right leg.


It seemed his opponent had an apparent affinity for kicks and legged strikes. In order to keep his left knee of thigh from being struck, Loharr turned his whole body to the left, using his right leg as an pivot point in which the motion would stay anchored. As he would do this, he would raise his left lightsaber in a slashing strike, directed at his opponents kick.


It was upon watching his opponent pull their leg back, Loharr heard the distinct sound of a lightsaber activating, and surely enough, his Housemate had drawn their second lightsaber, with his opponent's body set into a defensive position. He had also taken note that both lightsabers were being held in a reverse grip. Uncommon, but not unheard of.


Taking a quick step backwards, putting about an additional half meter of distance between himself and his opponent, Loharr had raised his left arm to set his lightsaber over his left shoulder, with the blade as vertical as possible, pointed towards the floor. In his right hand, the saber was down at an angle, set in such a way that it was likely protecting his leg from possible strikes.


With one more move in mind, Loharr reached out through the Force, finding his opponent's throat, and attempted to constrict it. His hope was that it would throw off his opponents focus for just long enough for him to finish this.

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~[Force Powers Used: Force Choke-1]~

~Opponent: @WhiteDrakon ~

~Judges: @dragonsith13 , @Hadzuska_The Jester , @Darth Vesper ~

 

[Katagaris Pandemonium]

~Katagaris Pandemonium~

~Krayiss II~

~Match 2~

~Round 3/7~

Watching as the saber strike from Urizen graze his right pectoral and drag its agonizing tip down his torso leaving a cauterized gash trailing across the front of his body. All of his nerves screamed begging for relief before they were silenced by the scorching blade, howling into the face of his opponent, spittle flying out as he howled in pain. His anger, pain, hate, and grit began growing as did the power within him. He no longer felt the cold sapping his strength rather it sharped his senses. Hardening his resolve the more his pain grew. Then Urizen's Force push struck his ribs, directly against the wound that was just given to Katagaris, this only enraged him even more as the pain grew tenfold. He went with the push propelling him from the strike that would have wounded his leg as he slide with his feet backwards to push into the dirt and snow to gain some solid ground to push off of. Dashing forward twords Urizen he threw his mace whip at his opponents legs hoping to snare them like a bola on a fleeing animal. Legs pumping under him as he sped twords Urizen, all the while Pandemonium stoked the storm of Cyrokenisis within him, sprinting head on he dodged to the left leg then back to the right before swinging his saber in his right hand at Urizens saber arm in an attempt to knock him off balance or if he timed it right to destroy his opponents saber. Continuing to run past him he dug his left claw deep into the dirt to stop his forward motion and face his opponents back then drawing his second lightsaber and readying himself for the counter attack that was sure to follow in the dual Makashi position. Hoping his opponent would get closer to him so that Urizen could feel the wrath of Winter made strong by the pain and rage felt by Katagaris unleashed upon his soft, warm, and supple flesh.

Force powers used- Charging Cyrokenisis 1

Opponent tagUrizen

GM: @dragonsith13 @Hadzuska_The Jester @Darth Vesper

 

[Urizen]

Urizen
Krayiss II
Round number 3/7
2nd round
Battle
Urizen watched his opponent closely, not taking his eye of the man that was his enemy seeing what moves he would pull.
Urizen saw him throw his mace, aiming at his legs the action...intrigued him and thought “why discard a weapon that would provide him with a massive advantage in the duel”, Urizen didn’t think much of it or it could leave him open for an attack and he said “utterly fanciful, Katagaris, to think that would ensnare me”, Urizen merely jumped to his left to avoid the attempted entanglement, as he said the last bit.
Katagaris had started running at him in anger, finessing his second lightsaber into his free hand and had swung his lightsaber down attempting to damage or destroy Urizen’s lightsaber.
“I see that you are trying to fight the pain, but you are not impervious Kat...surrender and your end will be quick and painless, unlike my previous attack”, Urizen responded quickly after, while manoeuvring his right arm away from harms way by folding it behind his back, still having the blade-point pointing in Katagaris’s direction and attempted a telekinetic force push at the ground and at his legs, hoping to knock him over or disrupt his run.
As this was happening, Urizen had manoeuvred a bit more out of the way angling his body so that, Katagaris would trip and fall in front of him if his plan of the force pushes succeeded, where he could hopefully end it once and for all.
To hopefully increase his chances, Urizen used the force to hopefully pull him closer, with his lightsaber poised to impale his chest.
force powers
Telekinesis
@katagaris-pandemonium.151/ [/USER] @dragonsith13 @Darth Vesper @Hadzuska_The Jester

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness

Level 2 Round 3 Points awarded


Zan'roc

Urizen


Players may proceed to Round four once both players are ready.

Remember to pay attention to posting orders per the opening post.

Currently:

Loharr leads Zan'roc 2-1

Urizen leads Katagaris 3-0

 

[Urizen]

Urizen
Krayiss II
Round number 4/7
2nd round
Battle
Urizen watched his opponent closely, as his opponent slips and stumbles, due the barrage of force attacks that had been rained down upon his feet and at the ground. Urizen had hoped that it would give him opportunities to exploit and show cracks in his form.
Urizen said at the end of the flourish of attacks that he hoped would end it “It’s nothing personal, Brother, you fought valiantly and know that you will always have my respect”
Urizen used the distraction as an advantage and ran towards his opponent wanting to end it fast and precise, he sent another telekinetic force push at his chest, not to really used as an attack but more of a distraction and to hopefully disrupt his potential counter.
Urizen summoned a flock of more birds into the fray and sent them a metal request to attack his face and arms, to hopefully keep him entertained as, Urizen prepared for another attack. The birds flew in a circle again and one of them swooped down and attempted to claw at the Apprentice’s right eye, as this happened another one swooped in and harassed his arm, hoping to damage it and leave it open for Urizen to attack. The birds kept up the relentless attacks and soon the rest of them joined in with the battle, hoping to kill or maim him for their master's sake. The squawking and the attacking kept going, if Urizen wasn’t a callous man, he would feel sorry for what he had put the man through, but alas he was Sith and didn’t care what happened to his enemies
Urizen kept running till he was a few feet and, was dangerously close to entering the battle and savagery the birds were implementing. Urizen raised his hand focussing most of his concentration on Katagarises left arm, hopefully using the force to hold it in place, as he got closer.
Urizen then infused his body with a bit of telekinetic, entering a ducking pose and swung his lightsaber into an upwards slash hoping to cut of the limb. As soon as he did the slash, he twirled his lightsaber into a downwards motion hoping to cut him in two or at least catch him vital area.
force powers
Telekinesis
Beast control
@katagaris-pandemonium.151/[/USER] @dragonsith13 @Darth Vesper @Hadzuska_The Jester

 

[Loharr Talem]

~IC: Loharr Talem~
~Krayiss II~

~Tournament Round 2~
~Round 4 of 7~

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With his arm lowered and ready, Loharr had his opponent in his sight. Releasing his Choking grip upon his Housemates' throat, he immediately switched to a Push, hoping it would knock him off balance. The instant that the Push was performed, Loharr then reached out through the Force, gripping for any small stones on the ground around his opponents feet, the using Avalanche, he would aim to launch them upwards at his opponent. He hoped that this would distract his Housemate.

With the previous actions having been made, Loharr made began to attack with his lightsaber.

Rotating the saber up and over his left shoulder, he rotated his body around his right leg, swinging his left side around to the front to close the gap between the two, and slashing across his opponents torso from his right shoulder to his left hip. After the first slash was completed, he quickly readjusted his weapon, and swung it again. This time, slashing across the lower section of his opponents torso, as horizontal as physically as possible that Loharr could perform.

The last thing he would do was attempt a straight jab at his opponent with the lightsaber in his right hand, aiming to perfectly pierce center mass on his Housemate.

~[Force Powers Used: Force Choke-1 (halting use), Force {Push}/Pull] -1, Force Avalanche-1]~

~Opponent: @WhiteDrakon ~

~Judges: @dragonsith13 , @Hadzuska_The Jester , @Darth Vesper ~

 

[WhiteDrakon]

~IC:Zan’roc~
~Tournament Round 2~
~Krayiss II~
~Round 4/7~

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Zan’roc felt a pressure begin pressing into his throat something he hadn’t expected. While it didn’t completely construct his ability to breath, it still was something he had yet to encounter. As the choke was lifted Zan’roc felt himself stagger a few paces as his opponent switched to a force push.

As Zan’roc quickly regained his footing he raised a force barrier to block the barrage on stones that his opponent sent towards him.

As his opponent attempted to distract and throw Zan’roc off balance that is when his opponent initiated the real attack closing the gap between them attacking with his sabers.

Using his right saber to block the slash aimed at his right shoulder down to his left hip. Zan’roc manipulated the stones he still held behind his back around himself and Loharr. He hoped his opponent would be too busy to notice them as he maneuvered the stones behind Loharr and sent them flying towards his opponents lower back aiming to hit him in the kidneys and spine.

As Zan’roc did this he blocked the saber that had tried to sever him diagonally again with his right hand. But the attack with the stones prevented him from knocking the saber attempting to stab him in his center to the side. He successfully knocked the saber to the side with his left hand just enough that the blade dug straight into his side. Crying out as the blade punctured his side and the wave of pain hit him.

Taking a short Step back after finishing knocking the saber to the side and out of his side. Zan’roc opened up the palms of his hands holding his sabers by his fingers his hands raised to his chest palms facing Loharr as he released a burst of light hoping to disorient his opponent long enough for him to recover.

Force Powers
Telekinesis-1
Force Blind-1
Force Barrier-1

GM Tags: @dragonsith13 @Darth Vesper @Hadzuska_The Jester

Opponent: @Loharr Talem

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness

Level 2 Round 4 Points awarded


Loharr

Urizen - Wins the match


Players may proceed to Round two once both players are ready.

Remember to pay attention to posting orders per the opening post.

 

[WhiteDrakon]

~IC: Zan’roc~
~Krayiss II~
~Tournament Round 2~
~Round 5~

Hoping that the blinding had worked again Zan retreated several paces his breathing getting heavier. Several beads of perspiration appearing along the line of his hair.
The side where Loharr had struck him was burning but he couldn’t dwell on it now. Sliding to a halt he settled back into a defensive stance again positioning his sabers so that his right hand saber gripped normally held the saber diagonally across his chest and his left held in the reverse grip still behind his back waiting for Loharrs move as he caught his breath.

GM Tag: @Hadzuska_The Jester, @Darth Vesper @dragonsith13

Opponent: @Loharr Talem

 

[Loharr Talem]

~IC: Loharr Talem~
~Krayiss II~

~Tournament Round 2~
~Round 5 of 7~

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Loharr was getting tired, sweat had formed upon his forehead, face, and neck without him noticing. The price to pay for focus on not dying he supposed. Then, he felt a moderate, stinging sensation on his back as his lightsaber dig into his opponents' side as it was parried. The pain was inconsequential to him, but perhaps something that could be learned from for future use. As his blade was deflected by his Housemates', he kept the momentum going, he spun around, taking a step backwards, putting a half meter between him and his previous position.

As he was coming out of the spin, he saw a bright flash coming from his periphery. It dimmed his sight a bit, and was definitely annoying, but as he stopped spinning, the affected sight quickly recovered. Holding both of his lightsabers down and forward,Loharr burst forward, closing the distance between the two. Just before he reached his opponent, he changed his angle of attack, now no longer directly attacking Zan'roc head on, but off to his left side. Loharr dropped down, aiming to slide past his opponent, slashing horizontally at his opponents shins with both sabers.

Having passed by his Housemate, Loharr spun around again, recovering to a kneeling position. His lightsabers crossed in front of him in an "X" formation.

~Opponent: @WhiteDrakon ~

~Judges: @dragonsith13 , @Hadzuska_The Jester , @Darth Vesper ~

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness

Level 2 Round 5 Points awarded


Zan'roc



Players may proceed to Round two once both players are ready.

Remember to pay attention to posting orders per the opening post.

 

[Loharr Talem]

~IC: Loharr Talem~
~Krayiss II~

~Tournament Round 2~
~Round 6 of 7~

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Loharr winced in pain slightly. It seemed that when he had turned around as he slid, a larger than average rock had caught his left knee, digging in, tearing through both cloth and flesh, opening up his skin. His knee and leg twitched as the feeling of warm blood slowly flowed from the open wound and began to pool, becoming absorbed by fabric and dirt alike. Sweat was beading upon his face and forehead, slowly dripping down as he panted from continuous exertion of energy.

Exhaustion was quick to catch up to him.

With crossed sabers, Loharr used his right leg to push off the ground and forward, breaking the "X" his sabers had made, slashing at his opponent, hoping that the increased momentum from his upwards and forwards lunge would put extra power behind the slashes. Loharr then subtly released his grip on his left lightsaber, sending the now deactivated hilt near two and a half meters away. Then, jumping backwards to put a meter or so between himself and his opponent, Loharr let out a louder, more obivous wince, as the pressure from landing on his left leg applied pressure to his knee, causing the pain to suddenly flare and skyrocket, ever so briefly. His face had also contorted, showing his pain through facial expressions.

Upon landing, and having shown clear signs of bodily injury, Loharr pulled his right arm across his body, his lightsaber in front of his face, its crimson blade aimed at his opponent. He had also activated his hidden light dagger, having pulled his left arm back, almost as if poised to strike with an open palm. His sabers hilt was just behind his head and to the left, and its light filled up his periphery, flooding his sight with a red film. Almost as if he were seeing red from sheer anger. He could feel the energy and warmth radiating from the blade. As for the dagger, he felt no warmth or energy from it, not even on his palm. Perhaps because the lightsaber was in front of his bare face, while the dagger was surrounded by areas of his body clothed in robes and gloves.

Loharr was now in a defensive position, prepared to defend against any attack his opponent could make, but he was not done yet.

Reaching through the Force, seeking and searching. What he was searching for was none other than the lightsaber he had seemingly dropped not two seconds or so prior. He had done this move before, back around when he had first joined the Empire, against Darth Skyllan, when they were still an Apprentice like he was. Only this time, Loharr would add one more step. Turning the lightsaber back on. He scrambled, focusing on the structure of the lightsaber he had been using since joining the Empire. It might not be exactly the same one, but both of the saberstaff halves were identical, so it was essentially the same weapon. He envisioned the weapon in his mind, then envisioned the weapon activating. But it just wasn't working. Why wouldn't it work? He needed this to work.

He struggled now.

He envisioned the weapon in his mind once more, this time feeling the Force around the weapon. Within it. Then, within the crystal at its core. Now, he not only saw the weapon in his mind, he felt it. Exhaling, he focused his efforts onto the activation switch. This was the most crucial part now. The switch was unruly from such a distance, it merely refused to cooperate. The fact that it wasn't doing as he wanted was angering Loharr. A lot in fact.

He had to try one last time. If it didn't work, his effort would've been all for nought.

He reached through the Force, sensing the weapon, feeling it. Its shape, its core. Feeling the switch, Loharr used his anger. The anger which had been building as he had been trying to activate his lightsaber from a distance. He had everything he needed. He focused his efforts on the switch once again and time seemed to grind to a screeching halt. His opponent before him was still and he could hear his heart slowly thumping.

Buh... bump...

Buh... bump...

Buh... bump...

Then, shattering the illusion of time being frozen, Loharr heard the screeching hiss of an activating lightsaber. Its harsh, near guttural thrumming. He couldn't believe it. He had actually done it. Now it was time to act upon his plan.

He Pulled on the lightsaber, some meters away, and beamed it towards his opponent, ensuring its crimson, red blade was directed at his opponent. Would it hit? Would it miss? Would it perhaps be deflected by his Housemate instead? Only time would tell and Loharr was ready to end this.

~[Force Powers Used: Force Push/{Pull}] -1]~

~Opponent: @WhiteDrakon ~

~Judges: @dragonsith13 , @Hadzuska_The Jester , @Darth Vesper ~

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness

Level 2 Round 6 Points awarded

Loharr - Loharr wins the match 4-2

Standby for an update to the final round.

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness
Final Round

The duels on the ridge line had completed, two remained and only one would claim the title of Shadow Blade. With the conclusion of them Draconis stepped forward to address the remaining acolytes. The recent duels had taken up most of the morning, the sun was now higher into the sky along its midday path. However it would not be long before the sun would begin its descent into ending another day.

Acolytes Loharr and Urizen remained, while the Shadow guards escorted their defeated and batter opponents off of the mountain. Darth Joker and Regent Vesper remained, flanking the Headmaster. “Well done the two of you. Your journey to claim the mantle moves to the final stage,” Draconis came to stop near the both of them, his robes caught in the crisp wind that washed across this ridgeline. “but it is far from over…”

“You will fight to the end now.” The Headmaster spoke alerting the both of them that there would be no pause or rest, both of them would fight now without dely.

@Loharr Talem @Urizen

OOC: the duel format follows the same as before going back and forth in the same 7 round format.

Player one is Urizen
Player two Loharr

72 hours for each response - if you are having RL difficulties let the GM team know.

 

[Urizen]

Urizen
Krayiss II
Round number 1/7
Final round
End of 2nd round
Urizen stood at ease, relaxing his pose, due to having defeated his opponent, sweat rolled down his face, tickling his skin as it descended his face, with bits traveling down his back causing him to shiver due to its coldness, along with the cold air.
Urizen raised the back of his sleeve to his head and wiped away as much of the sweat as he could, exhaling at the same time. He was clearly fatigued and obviously looked like he needed a break, unfortunately for him, he was not granted that luxury meaning that he would have to endure and try and conquer his weakness.
As Urizen turned round, while breathing in and out slowly, each breath tasting mucousy, he did this till his pulse normalised and mimicked his normal breathing patterns. Urizen had completely turned round and watched as the leader of the house, Lord Draconis stepped forward and said, while flanked by the other House Leaders “Well done the two of you. Your journey to claim the mantle moves to the final stage, but it is far from over…”, Urizen listened carefully, ensuring that he caught every word.
Lord Draconis then proceeded to carry on talking saying “You will fight to the end now.”, Urizen still paid close attention, then turned round and faced his opponent, who he could only hope was in a similar condition to how he was.
Battle
Urizen spoke “It is an honour, to face you brother”, as Urizen spoke, hoping to distract his opponent, as he attempted to conjured up some force energy and focused it to his hand. The feeling felt like an invisible glove over his hand, a feeling that will forever feel foreign to him.
Urizen raised his hand, focusing and willed the force energy to move towards his opponent’s lightsaber and lash out at it, hoping to grab it telekinetically.
Urizen attempted to yank it off his opponent's belt and hoped that gravity would hopefully send it flying away into the distance, as he attempted to yank the lightsaber free, Urizen sent a force push hoping to cause his opponent to be sent back by its force, to hopefully rip his belt,leading to an opening as well as hopefully disrupt his concentration with the force, if he tried.
As Urizen attempted to continue to rip the lightsaber free, he brandished his lightsaber and sprinted at his opponent, while running, Urizen moved his left arm, that he was using for the force, back hoping to cause the lightsaber to be out of arms reach as he made his way closer.
when Urizen reached his target, he went for a waist swing with the lightsaber, hoping to strike his opponent and end it quickly, but at the same time if it failed, could hopefully cause him to damage the belt further, as he stopped attempting to hold the belt, releasing it, hoping it would up his chances.
Force Powers
Telekinesis level 1

@Loharr Talem @dragonsith13 @Darth Vesper @Hadzuska_The Jester

 

[Loharr Talem]

~IC: Loharr Talem~
~Krayiss II~

~Tournament Final Round~
~Round 1 of 7~

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~The Conclusion~
The round had been called. Between himself and his Housemate, Zan'roc, it was deemed Loharr was the victor. This was not without its drawbacks. Loharr was tired, physically and otherwise. His use of the Force was so extensive in that last 12 seconds, that he had felt particularly drained from it. Particularly over-usage of the abilities, from the repeated attempts that had failed, and from the hyper focus that he had applied in order to perform the ability the way he desired. Deactivating both his lightsaber and light dagger, he held his hand out, he called the other, now deactivated, lightsaber back to him, placing both lightsabers on his belt.

He watched as Shadow Guards escorted his former opponent from the field, and subsequently, the mountain itself. He turned around as he heard Lord Draconis begin to speak, his knee twinging in pain as he did so. He did his best to hide his pain from both his Headmaster and his opponent.

“Well done the two of you. Your journey to claim the mantle moves to the final stage,” He said, stopping near himself and his opponent for the next round, Urizen. Loharr took brief notice of the wind, as it was blowing around not just his robes, but the Headmasters' robes as well. “but it is far from over…”

Ah.

That wasn't the best thing to hear at this particular junction in time. Especially when injured and worn out. Were they to change venues and proceed with the duel immediately? Giving no room for rest and furthering their physical exhaustion? No, the answer wouldn't be near as menial. He wondered how his opponent was reacting to the news? Was he thinking something similar to what he was? Was it the opposite? Either way, the satisfaction to that particular curiosity would never be sated, but by that point, it would no longer matter.

“You will fight to the end now.” Lord Draconis said, signalling the beginning of the final round of the tournament.

That was unfortunate.

Turning to face his opponent true, his mind emptied of all external variables. All that mattered was his opponent and himself. Nothing else.

~Duel Start~
Loharr scanned his opponent, hoping to look for any sign of striking. He was so focused on watching his Housemate, that he didn't even realize that he was being spoken to. Well, sure he knew his opponent was talking, but his focus into attempting to read his opponents body language seemed to block out auditory emissions from him. Was his foot going to inch over, showing intent to jump forward? Or was it going to move in a way that would allow his opponent to side-step with ease? Wait... Did his hand just move? Or was it just the wind moving his sleeve? He couldn't tell...

Then he watched as his Housemates' left hand raise up. It was empty. That likely meant the Force was going to be used.

Taking a precautionary step, Loharr threw up his Defence to fend off against any Force attacks used by his opponent, adjusting his stance by shifting his left leg back, wincing as he did so, and dropping several inches to lower his center of gravity. He grabbed his sabers from his belt, which he felt at least one of them was being Pulled on, holding them in a ready stance, but not yet igniting their crimson blades.

As he prepared himself, he felt the wave of pressure wash over his body, as it was slightly jolted backwards. He wasn't wholly certain if it was thanks to his stance or if the amount of Force he was putting into his Defense was good enough. Or perhaps his skill with Force Defense just wasn't as good as it could be for such a situation. Either way, he felt the Push from his opponent. It felt as if a child had thrown a throw pillow at him.

Then it got interesting.

Loharr smirked as he watched his opponent charge forward, sprinting to close the distance between the two. Now was his chance. This was the moment. Thumbing the triggers on his lightsabers for a brief moment. They were smooth, rough in places, but mainly smooth. Tripping the activator switches, the two lightsabers hissed to life, illuminating the immediate area with a crimson glow. Or at least, they normally would've, if the sun above had not been at the apex of its daily, rotational path.

Watching as his Housemate swings his own lightsaber, Loharr stepped forward with his left leg, fighting through the pain that had been steadily increasing as the blood was beginning to dry and clot. Raising his left arm, aiming his own weapon down, towards the floor, his palm face his opponent, his weapon went to meet his opponents, which seemed to have the goal of bisecting him at the waist. Keeping the counter going, Loharr pressed forward, stepping in with his right leg, and taking his right saber, he shoved it forward. Aiming to pierce the flesh of his Housemate, as the two of them were now well within close range of one another.

With time enough for one more action, Loharr had to think. He needed it to count. His focus persisted as he knew what his next step was.

He reached through the Force, picturing his opponent. Focusing on his Housemate, Loharr concentrated his focus upon his opponents throat, and began to picture it constricting, as he too used the Force to attempt constrict his Housemates' throat. His hope was that this attempt would take away from his opponents attention. For in a duel like this, attention was absolute. Losing it could mean death.

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~[Force Powers Used: Force Defense-1, Force Choke-1]~

~Opponent: @Urizen ~

~Judges: @dragonsith13 , @Hadzuska_The Jester , @Darth Vesper ~

 

[dragonsith13]

Tournament of Darkness

Level 3 Round 1 Points awarded

Loharr