Phoenixian Wraith

OOC: Welp, I figure now is as good a time as any - I figure enough time's passed for this... IC: Veirath groaned as he woke up, his injuries strangely 'quiet'. Opening his eyes carefully, he snarled and squinted at the harsh, bright light above him. Forcing his stiff body to move, he sat up in the cot he'd been placed in as the blanket from his chest and onto his lap. Placing his hand against his face, he slowly rubbed his tired eyes as he thought. 'Ugh, first I wake up in a boat near an ice wall, then I fall down a bloody hole and get involved in a fight and now I'm even more lost than when I'd began. Perfect.' A deep breath in seemed to catch something in his now-recognised dry mouth and throat, causing him to cough like two rocks ground together. As he leaned over from the force of the unexpected action, he noticed the bandage that wrapped around a good portion of his chest. Throwing off the blanket revealed both legs treated the same way, the left bearing heavier treatment. "Well, that's what I get for kicking a bloody explosive Zamor," he muttered, snorting as he dragged the blanket back over his body and lay back onto the cot. Gingerly clasping his hands behind his head, he decided to wait until he could get more answers. OOC: Veirath available for interaction inside the Ko-Koro Hospital.

Ehlek vs Core Hunter on Quatros, I'm forwarding 1,000 Widgets.

Let's roll! Ehlek vs Luna! Also, I gotta remember to change Ehlek's weapons - I got just the thing in mind, too.

I'll register Ehlek, thanks. His stats are; Strength: 10 Agility: 12 Toughness: 10 Mind: 16 And his items are the Crast, Staff of Poison -C, Power Lance, Axxon's Axe and Lightning Shield.

OOC: Was planning on waiting until a hospital, but I think there's been enough time-pass for this... IC: Veirath groaned as a shrill sound echoed in his ears. Shifting to try and block his ears, he vaguely felt something prevent his arms and legs from moving. Fluttering one eye open, a world of white overcame him with a single black blur standing out. A deep, paining breath revealed a smell of steam and a foul, burnt stench. Blinking, the figure came into focus by a little bit. Then, his sense of touch flicked on and subjected his pain-riddled mind to the cold, his exposed blood serving to chill him while the shrapnel sent sensations of being pricked through the numb flesh. His eyesight flickering, Veirath closed his eye and dropping into slumber once more.

Good match, Canis! To be fair, I figured this'd be the way it'd go. But it's all about fighting hard, right? This is certainly a bit of nostalgia. I dunno about everyone else, but I'd like to have another Tournament like this. As for changes... Maybe take four or five different Arenas, use this ever-so-helpful tool and have two fighters in each? And if we have more pairings than Arenas just cycle through. An idea, nothing more.

OOC: JEEZ-us... That's a heck of a thing right there. And Veirath ( ) will still be out of it for a while yet - his biggest danger at this point is bleeding to death from having shrapnel embedded in the majority of his left leg and foot, a good deal of his right and a fair amount in his body. The cold might be some help by slowing his body down, but the hypothermia he's gonna grab may very well kill him. Veneras, Daenerys, heck anyone... if you're gonna save him - might wanna make it fast. Just, y'know, a suggestion.

... Ohhhh craaaaaap.... Welp, here goes nothing!

WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Good match, Zakaro.

Kiina vs Breez

Good match Pupwa21. Well, Pulse, imagine a fighter with 40 Mind and 8 Agility. Pretty devastating with the right strategy.

OOC: Not to be a wise*** or anything, but most of the cable's in the gauntlet. Might wanna wind that out. IC: Veirath barely felt, barely saw the Vortixx tie him up and begin dragging him down the hall. He didn't register the gauntlet being taken from his arm, nor his sword being left behind. His eyes flickered between the waking world and the darkness creeping through his mind, aided by the pain he was in. Ney...ra..., was his last thought before he lost his fight, and succumbed to the shadows of unconsciousness. OOC: Well, there goes Veirath for a few posts... Might as well get working on Neyra.

Kiina vs Hewkii

OOC: Actually, I'm pretty sure that the majority of leg injuries are enough to affect speed in some way - they ARE what your weight's pressed on most. Happy to be proven wrong, though. And no, I didn't know that they were designed to create shrapnel - I was under the impression the shrapnel was falling rock. Thank you for the heads up. IC: Veirath's eyes went wide at the Zamor at his feet. Sacrificing his strike at the Vortixx, he thrust his sword towards the ground in an attempt to flip over the projectile. The Zamor collided with his left foot. Throwing up his arm to protect his head as best he could, Veirath screamed as the shrapnel shredded through his body, the sound travelling far in the tunnels. Slamming into the ground and sliding a foot or two, the Lesterin focused on staying conscious and breathing despite everything in his body hating him.

IC: Veirath stared in irritation at the cut line - another thing to fix. Swooping down to snatch the hook and pocket it, he turned and, despite his dislike, grabbed Veneras by the shoulder and shoved him down the side tunnel, choosing to run after the Vortixx. Dodging the falling rocks as best he could, he ignored the pinpricks of shrapnel that peppered him, his sword at the ready in his right hand. Her injury was affecting her speed, allowing him to catch up within a short while. He jumped onto the wall and ran along it a few steps, leaping off to stab the blade through her back. "Seems next time came too quickly for you, Vortixx," he growled, "Now you're gonna pay for messin' with my gear."