DFGT VIII Round 2
Fight 2A: Estu Amazon the Dwarf vs Queen Regina Formicarium the Queen Ant WomanGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/6xXeTAjKEstu Amazon shuffles into the arena with a yawn. Apparently he’s spend the entire time between rounds napping! In round one this dwarf barely managed to claim victory in a grounded fight against a gremlin. His lust for wealth is mighty, but his discipline seems lacking. There’s only one way to find out if greed is truly enough to drive a Dwarf to victory!
His opponent is the queen ant woman, Queen Regina Formicarium. Her astonishing turn-around in the last moments of round one has demonstrated her unwavering fighting spirit. There is no certainty in ‘certain death’ for this tenacious queen. Let’s see if she can set an example for all of her loyal children.
The bell rings and the two clash! Only a couple blows are exchanged before Queen Regina’s spear is thrust through Estu’s gut! A terrible wound to open the fight. The spear is jammed in the greedy dwarf’s midsection. Estu attempts to swing at the ant queen despite his grievous wound and misses. Queen Regina rips the spear free and continues her assault.
Estu Amazon is not out of the fight yet as the two trade many blows, but it seems every swing of Estu’s war hammer is blocked, parried, or dodged by the nimble ant woman. In exchange, Queen Regina’s strikes are careful and well timed, landing stabs throughout. One in the lower leg, down to the bone, causes Estu to fall over. Once again Estu is forced to fight on the ground, but he survived this once before.
This time, however, he isn’t so lucky. Queen Regina bats each of Estu’s desperate swings away and stabs him in the leg again, this time with a cruel twist that causes Estu to give in to pain! With Estu’s will broken, Queen Regina aims for the head. To the credit of a dwarf’s thick skull, it takes four strikes to break through, but nonetheless Queen Regina splits his head open and his corpse lays still.
Congratulations Queen Regina! The admiration of your many children is well earned.
Fight 2B: Ine the Impala Man vs Yeti Soon To Become SpaghettiGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/BtSUdyhB Ine the impala Man (managed by dr00) bounds forward into the arena. In his last fight, he certainly gained for himself some of the recognition that he craved, as he made the arena town a safer place for visitors to walk around at night. No longer will they be troubled by Bruis Waegn ambushing passersby and screaming “Ah’m Batman”!
Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti (managed by WholesomeShadow) has come a long way from his home. Trapped on a remote frozen island to the north by an enslaved forgotten beast, his discomfort from the heat proved no obstacle to his win over Peekot, the Mercenary Mariner. In fact, his opponent was the one who was stifled with a masterful chokehold by the towering creature. Can he do it again though, or is this big fellow just lucky?
Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti begins by letting our a soul-rending howl as he swipes forward with his massive arms, attempting to lock down his mobile foe! But Ine merely responds by ducking underneath his clumsy attempts, hamstringing his left leg with two sturdy hacks of his copper longsword. Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti falls to the ground with his leg unable to support him, and blood begins to pool on the arena floor, to the rabid cheers of the spectators. Now that more of his opponent is in range, Ine slices a long shallow cut across the yeti’s chest, but Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti shows he still has some fight in him, as he knocks Ine to the ground with a bash from his right leg.
Ine springs right back up though, but it appears he’s fallen for the yeti’s trap! As he comes up, Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti loops his left forearm around Ine’s neck. Ine begins to thrash around wildly, desperate to avoid becoming Peekot #2, and chomps down on Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti’s arm. The yeti lets out a rumble of pain, and unrolls his arm, throwing Ine across the arena. Ine skitters and clangs off of the floor before finally coming to a stop.
As Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti bears down on him like a furry avalanche, Ine shakily finds his footing. The yeti rushes in, but once more Ine proves his agility, side stepping the charge and stabbing again into his opponent’s injured leg. Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti merely growls in pain again, smashing Ine again, and again, into the arena floor. But as he does so, he leaves himself open to attack everytime Ine recovers, and the last time proves fatal as his long sword licks out, drawing a howl of pain and a massive spurt of blood from the yeti’s chest. Yeti Soon to Become Spaghetti collapses to the ground, whimpering in pain, as Ine hacks away at his head. Though his skull proves solid, Ine eventually cracks it open. As he steps away from the yeti’s corpse, panting and drenched in blood, Ine lifts his dripping sword to claim his victory. Congratulations to Ine!
Fight 2C: Ligir Dustband the Wolf Man vs Butcher Bart the HumanGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/YPbWett9 Ligir Dustband (managed by Eric Blank) readily enters the arena, ready for his next fight. That last match was more butchery than anything else. Speaking of butchery, he thinks, as he raises his head to show off his new iron helm and puffs out his chest to show off his iron mail, where is his opponent? He’d heard strange things about the human skilled enough to dismember a wolverine man, but apparently punctuality wasn’t among one of his virtues.
The gate opposite Ligir opens, but no one emerges at first. Shortly afterwards though, some spectators swear they hear someone yelling, shouting about “
mutinous muttonchops!” and “
overgrown fat globules!”. Butcher Bart suddenly falls backward onto his bottom from the darkness of the arena gate. Grumbling, the skin suit clad butcher dusts off his clothing, and draws his carving knife and fork from their pouches.
At the ring of the bell, Butcher Bart charges at Ligir, similarly to Kligus’s approach against him. But this time, it’s Ligir’s turn to feel fear. Something about the mad human leather-wearing butcher triggers the animal part of Ligir’s brain, causing him to run yelping in fear away from his opponent. The wolf man covers his back with his shield as he runs, but Butcher Bart strikes skillfully, maiming Ligir’s right sword hand and taking off his left foot with his carving knife.
Ligir tumbles to the ground, gouting blood, and Butcher Bart pounces on his foe once again, like a stray dog on a dropped piece of ham. His sharp implements hack and slashs away, as Ligir’s new mail shirt and silk trousers are torn to shreds, while his right hand is completely severed. With the troublesome protection out of the way, Butch Bart makes one final cut up Ligir’s belly, fatally disemboweling him. Congratulations to Butcher Bart!
Fight 2D: Frunkus the Leopard Gecko Man vs Sharpfist the Hyena ManGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/S6NYghMs Frunkus (managed by Shagoli) proudly marches into the arena in some shiny new armor. His patchwork of armor is well on it’s way to being completely replaced, as instead of his iron breastplate, there now shines a proud steel breastplate. As he twirls his new matching steel dagger, the effect is somewhat ruined by his bare feet slapping against the arena floor. But hey, in my book, the person who nearly bisected Corvid the Mantis Woman is free to do as he pleases.
His opponent, Sharpfist (managed by BecauseISaid) bounds forward from his own gate, snarling at anything and everything around him, all while waving his own new steel dagger! After using it to tear Canxio apart, the Hyena Man had it melted down and reforged into a steel one. Honestly though, you’d think from all the pained yipping noises he made as he watched that it was his own paw in the furnace. He didn’t even make half as much noise after we sewed his entrails back into his body after what Canxio did to him.
Frunkus manages one strike at Sharpfist, the mangy hyena man easily parries it before landing a series of strikes on him with his dagger, clanging against Frunkus’s metal exterior. Sharpfist snarls in frustration at this result, and bowels over the leopard gecko man. Frunkus falls onto his back, feet flailing into the air, and Sharpfist seizes his opportunity, slicing off Frunkus’s right foot. Frunkus cries out in pain while Sharpfist continues his disassembly, stabbing him in the left foot to immobilize him further, before shattering his right thigh with a forceful pommel strike.
Frunkus eventually sinks to the ground, moaning in pain, while blood leaks out of him. Sharpfist swings ferociously against his helm a few times, before coming to his senses and using his free hand to remove the obstacle between his beloved dagger and the leopard gecko man’s hand. With one slash, Frunkus’s head goes flying, and Sharpfist claims his victory. Congratulations!
Fight 2E: Knifin’ Around the Hoary Marmot Woman vs Lerush Idar the Wolf ManGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/HX7BtPq0 Knifin’ Around (managed by Rendentare) struts into the arena, whistling a slow, happy tune. But what draws the eyes of all the dwarves in the crowd is not the nonchalance of this unintelligible Hoary Marmot Woman, but rather, the shining blue dagger she casually tosses into the air. Goodness knows where she got that from, but it appears that she’s learned her lesson about how to crack armored nuts open.
Lerush Idar (managed by Lucius Ral) had a comparatively easy win last round, where he munched a Wine the Plump Helmet Man to pieces with his ferocious jaws. As he enters, in new, shining steel armor (presumably bankrolled by his mistress as a reward), he slows and narrows his eyes, taking stock of the diminutive herbivore before him. It appears that the food web only grows more dangerous as he works his way around it.
At the ring of the bell, the two gladiators bound towards one another, with Lerush lashing out with a left jab in an attempt to score the first blow. Knifin’ around dodges it though, and lashes out with her humming adamantine dagger. The blade passes clean through Lerush’s wrist and gauntlet, completely severing his left hand and sending it flying! Lerush growls in pain and responds with a right hand punch, but the springy Hoary Marmot Woman bounces away before leaping back in, cutting a bleeding gash across his mailed chest.
Once inside his guard, Knifin’ Around continues her grisly work, chopping off Lerush’s maimed left forearm, before finally slicing him across the throat. The bell rings to announce the end of the fight as Lerush’s body and head separately clang to the ground.. Congratulations to Knifin’ Around!
Fight 2F: Nijinsky the Human vs Evil Death Roll the Reptile ManGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/QJWnuSBS Nijinsky (managed by Salmeuk) and Evil Death Roll (managed by kosmossen) have their masked and horn helmed heads together in the arena, and appear to be…chatting? Yes folks, in the middle of the arena, the two musical gladiators who are scheduled to fight one another to the death for your enjoyment, are…chatting. The Bard Nijinsky appears to be admiring Evil Death Roll’s axe-guitar hybrid, while the Reptile Man seems happy to explain the instrument to someone who can actually appreciate the artistry behind it, instead of seeing it as something to be sold off to some crazed fan with more money than sense when he’s done using it. Oop, but here come their managers from their respective gates. Looks like there’s some fierce words going on down there.
Guards! Yes, Urist McSecurity, you get down there with your boys and sort things out please.
We apologize for the inconvenience folks, but now that the gladiators have been reminded of the prize, they’re more than ready to charge one another. Evil Death Roll starts out swinging, but the agile Nijinsky seems to have him on his toes. The human bard, wearing nothing but a loincloth and a leather fencing mask, winds and weaves around Evil Death Roll’s axe-guitar, only receiving a few scratches from it. Nijinsky finally gets in a successful strike of his own, cutting open the Reptile Man’s right thigh, and forcing him to his knees.
Nijinsky then stabs him deep in the right upper arm, before alternating back to his thigh, forcing the reptile man into a sadistic game of catch-up as he struggles to properly defend himself. He lags further and further behind though, as Nijinsky cuts him first across the chest, and then reverses to cut across the belly, opening up a torrent of blood. Evil Death Roll collapses in pain in a pool of his own vital fluids, while Nijinsky continues his attempt to open up the Reptile Man to the audience, as he spills his guts, and hacks away at his ribs. Eventually, the puddle of blood and viscera ceases to expand, despite Nijinsky’s best efforts, and Evil Death Roll goes limp. Congratulations to Nijinsky!
Fight 2G: Skitterleap the Rat Woman vs Zglbrk the Unbreakable the Jumping Spider ManGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/HbyXN6K4 Skitterleap (managed by ixn) enters into the arena, still clothed in only her robe and sandals, and executes a simple bow to the crowd. Last round we saw her best fellow martial artist Tirin Umejar the Hare Woman, by first bloodying her into submission, and then choking the life out of her. Since then, Skitterleap has been hard at work under our trainers, learning all the tricks of the trade that you don’t get when you’re just ambushing people along the side of the road.
Opposite her stands Zglbrk the Unbreakable (managed by bifibloust). Upon entering, the Jumping Spider Man hoists his brand new weapon to the cheers of the crowd! A shining blue adamantine shortsword, to replace his old iron one that he broke over the head of Munke the Guerilla Gorilla (as well as 5 new cedar bucklers). It took quite a while to requisition that bad boy, but nothing but another piece of adamantine armor will be blocking his swings from now on!
The two pint sized fighters leap at one another as the bell rings! They seem fairly evenly matched at first, as the rat woman winds and weaves around the humming blade Zglbrk, and each of Skitterleap’s punches thumps into a wooden buckler. The steady pattern of blows and dodges continues…but suddenly one of Zglbrk’s bucklers goes flying!
It appears that Skitterleap had lulled him into a patter, which she’s swiftly takin advantage of. As Zglbrk withdraws his pulped lower right arm, Skitterleap claws at his right calf, tearing chitin and muscle alike. Zglbrk hisses malevolently as lands on the ground, and scuttles towards his opponent, limbs flailing. Skitterleap continues to be a cool operator though, further mangling his legs, before ducking under a swing of the adamantine short sword and disabling the arm that holds it, forcing Zglbrk to let go of his prize.
Zglbrk grows increasingly frantic, while Skitterleap continues to send bucklers flying, even letting her fearsome incisors join in on the fun as she shakes him around by the leg. Eventually though, the rat woman seems to have her fill, and drawing back her right hand, sends it straight through Zglbrk’s belly, and out the other side! Zglbrk gives one last twitch, before sliding off of Skitterleap’s arm and falling to the ground. Congratulations to Skitterleap! You have faced one of the most lethal weapons the arena has to offer, and come out on top.
Fight 2H: Horof Dreadhoof the Minotaur vs Boofy the Ant Man DroneGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/a61MGXpY Horof (managed by Nibudd) is on a mission to reclaim his right to use the family name, after he was exiled for his belief in avoiding pain as a valid part of combat. He’s made one step on that journey after he decapitated Gromp Gromp the Roach Man (apparently those do need their heads), but he has several more to make.
One of those of course being Boofy (managed by Boofy). He made quite the impact on the crowd (and his opponent, Jabmwabp) with his hefty platinum pick, but afterwards he seems to have disappeared, only showing up today for his match. Perhaps he was attending the Peregrine Falcon community’s Sky Burial for their fallen member? Ah well, it’s not like he told any of us when he stormed in.
Boofy runs straight at Horof, but the minotaur blocks with his ornate bronze great axe, before swinging it around to lop off one of the ant man’s forearms. White ichor begins to flow, but Boofy ignores it, tenaciously striking again with his pickaxe! His strike is once again blocked though, and this time he loses a leg for his trouble. Boofy collapses in a puddle of his own ichor, swinging wildly with his pickaxe, while Horof looms over him. Boofy’s flailing rapidly weakens though, as the flow of ichor from his stumps slows, before finally stopping altogether. Congratulations to Horof on his victory!
Fight 2I: Diago Pastor 53rd the Roach Man vs Rasgrid The Bard The DwarfGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/6nLswJYDOur next contestant enters the arena with nothing but a new wooden shield to his name. Diago Pastor 53rd (managed by aspy523) has done a fine job of upholding his late brother's memory, but his choice of spear and shield has caused some controversy among his knife enthusiast family. Family imposed stigma aside, he's already proven himself a worthy fighter after slaying Urist McGladiator IV in round 1, but will his gamble of training over acquisition of new gear pay off?
Rasgrid The Bard (managed by Miuramir) meanwhile, seems to have taken the opposite approach, purchasing new fancy equipment. He twirls a new steel battleaxe while fiddling with his steel helm's visor, analyzing the diminutive foe before him. This revolutionary bard made short work of Borberroorb The Thirsty in round one, no doubt in part due to that fiery partisan zeal of his. But can this champion of the people continue his winning streak, or will his singing days be cut short?
The bell rings, and these two warriors waste no time in striking one another. The furious melee scores no hits on either side, as the dwarf and roach man skillfully dodge, block, or parry each other's attacks. The whirlwind of axe and spear soon yields results however, as Diago skillfully stabs his foe in the lower body, and left leg, effortlessly piercing the leather armor protecting them! Knocked prone now, Rasgrid has only enough time to reassure himself in that singsong voice of his, before his right hand is stabbed clean off by the nimble Diago!
Though he still holds his battle axe in his remaining hand, Rasgrid's mobility is gone, and he is bleeding out rapidly, causing him to miss all of his retaliatory strikes. Diago, perhaps showboating a little, switches from stabbing to punching. Surprisingly, his thin insectoid limbs deliver a savage hit, knocking the bard's teeth clean out of his mouth! This disfigurement is too much for poor Rasgrid, who cries out in panic. Diago is no sadist however, and switches to more lethal methods. After disabling his opponent further, he swiftly finishes the bout with a merciful lance to the neck, sending a chunk of it tumbling through the air! Congratulations Diago Pastor 53rd on this decisive victory!
Fight 2J: James "Mephit-One" Misayuki the Skunk Man vs Sweetteeth the Leech ManGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/gw380J2MStriding into the arena with a shiny new steel longsword, we have the anxious fluffy skunk man, James "Mephit-One" Misayuki (managed by Toybasher)! Do I detect a slight bounce to this skunk man's step? He’s looking a bit skittery, more than his usual jittery self in any case. Fresh off his victory against Morris Sr, perhaps our skunk man has a slight edge against his new opponent, as he has already had to deal with one toothy foe...
Of course in this tourney, there's only one true toothy devil; the slovenly maw of Sweetteeth (managed by Merrygin)! Still kitted head to toe in ominous black bronze armor, the only outward change we can observe on this leech man is the fact he's carrying a goblin cap buckler. Of course I'm assured he's been training long and hard for this duel, but that only makes one wonder how a fighter would train their biter skill? Perhaps some questions are best left unanswered... After the lengthy, gorey demolition of the bat man Nycteris last round, and his subsequent devouring, we can only assume this will be another nasty fight. But just how messy will it get before we have our next winner?
The bell rings, and soon we're well on our way to finding the answer! James expertly stabs the lunging Sweetteeth in the left arm with his steel blade, and has to wrench it away as it finds soft flesh beneath its bronze armored shell. Sweetteeth's left arm and hand seem to be the skunk man's favorite targets, and he lands a few more slashes in quick succession. Sweetteeth for his part, lashes out in frustration, but his gnashing teeth bite only empty air! Sick of the skunk man's anxious dodging, our leech man barrels into his quarry, and lands his first hit; a blunt bash of his buckler to James's first toe!
Incredibly, this toe injury is enough to make James's nerve shatter! He runs back and forth, babbling about his hurt toe, and begging the crowd to save him! I know this skunk man is a bit of an anxious fellow, but it's just a toe injury for goodness sake! Hungry to capitalize on the skunk man's weakness, Sweetteeth lunges, and bites him squarely in the right arm, and right paw! The pain snaps James back into the fight, and he stabs the leech man in the right and left arms, just out of the protection of the leech man’s black bronze breastplate and gauntlets! Sweetteeth lunges, knocking the skunk man prone for a split second. Astonishingly, James maintains possession of his steel longsword, and proceeds to use it to great effect in his new assault. Bloody gashes are slashed across the leech man, until a lightning flash of steel lops his left arm in its entirety!
While James might have panicked at the sight of a broken toe, Sweetteeth's bravery (or lust for blood) keeps him in the fight. But as James lands blow after blow into his bloodied body, how much longer will the leech man hold on? Time seems to be running out for Sweetteeth, as he collapses from sheer exhaustion brought about by the gruesome wounds he's sustained, and from chasing James around the arena! Perhaps overconfident now, James wastes this golden opportunity by merely slapping the dying Sweetteeth with the flat of his blade, only to jump back in horror as the starving leech man roars into action once more! James, exhausted from fear and the difficult task of hacking through the leech man's black bronze armor, also collapses to the floor. Sweetteeth is too ruthless (and famished) to let an opportunity like this slip through his fingers. He bites the skunk man in the ear, causing it to collapse between his sharp teeth like wet tissue paper, before tearing it off entirely! Spitting it out now, and shrugging off Jame's retaliatory gut stab, the leech man drives forward; biting his foe in the neck and latching on firmly, even as James struggles to roll away!
The fate of these gladiators stands on a razor's edge now, as incredibly, James manages to penetrate Sweetteeth's breastplate, stabbing him in the upper body and tearing an artery! As he begins to bleed out, Sweetteeth falls back on his signature move; the bite and thrash. Shaking his head to and fro, he mangles James's neck and spine! James’s body goes limp, and he drops his sword with a sickening gasp, as Sweetteeth shakes and bites with all the rapidly dwindling strength he can muster. As pints of his blood mix with that of the skunk man's, a desperate buckler bash is finally enough to make James lose consciousness for now. Fatigued, Sweetteeth proceeds to bash his enemy in the head over and over again, even as he despairs that his injuries are too grievous! For a moment, he passes out from exhaustion, as James comes-to, only to wake up again, and continue his grim buckler bludgeoning blitz. At long last, Sweetteeth stops his assault and examines the skunk man... James "Mephit-One" Misayuki's head is an unrecognizable mass of pulped flesh, and he lives no more.
Congratulations to Sweetteeth! This fight looked like it could have gone either way, but in the end your bloodlust was enough to tip the balance in your favor!
Fight 2K: Faurine Lethirami the Elf vs the Human Carabella the FastGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/W2XVFnNNNext up we have quite the unique matchup for you folks, two ranged combat specialists!
Faurine Lethirami (managed by Mudequipy) the elf examines her bow, and settles into a relaxed shooting stance. She's upgraded her iron bow and helm to their steel equivalents, and seems to draw her weapon with a bit more confidence. Her unambitious nature belies her wicked sharpshooter instincts, ones demonstrated by crippling Squirtplank in the first seconds of her round 1 matchup. Will lady luck shine down on her, as it did in round 1?
Standing opposite the elf is Carabella the Fast (managed by RandomFastom). This wannabee shareholder/ contributor to the Militia-Workshop-Complex eyes the elf with a confident smirk. She's expressed the crossbow's inherent superiority over the bow during her preparations for this round... Certainly by the way she holds her trusty steel crossbow, she believes her own words. Will This matchup of bow vs crossbow settle this debate once and for all and prove which is the better killing instrument, or will it all come down to which archer is the faster draw? Let's find out!
The bell rings, signaling the start of the fight. Barely a second has passed, and first blood is drawn... Blinking in surprise, the elf Faurine looks down to see a steel bolt lodged in her lower right leg! She tumbles to the ground, as another bolt strikes her in the left leg, causing immense damage. As Carabella boasts about how she feels no fear, Faurine snarls and lets loose a steel arrow, but the human lives up to her name, and speedily dodges the shot! As if to celebrate this astounding feat, Carabella shoots the injured elf in the right leg once more, but our cool headed elf won't let her human opponent celebrate for long. Her bowstring snaps, sending a steel arrow directly into Carabella's upper body!
Unphased by the gruesome wound, Carabella doesn't give up the initiative, and shoots the elf in the right leg again, tearing the elf's leather boot and leggings asunder! With the elf’s extremities in dire straits, Carabella begins pumping shots into Faurine's lower body and left arm, causing the bow woman to drop her bow in agony as bone breaks under the impacts. With no other options available to her, Faurine drags herself towards the human, and attempts to stab her foe with her remaining arrows. Her already crippled body is shot again and again by the methodical Carabella however, forcing her to drop her arrows due to a wicked shot to the right shoulder. Completely unarmed now, Faurine presses her luck, lunging clumsily at Carabella, and forces the human to dodge from time to time. Despite her valiant attempts, luck seems to be on Carabella's side now. Faurine periodically passes out from exhaustion and all the damage she's sustained, as Carabella calmly depletes her bolt stock by dumping them into the prone, broken elf at her feet; many bolts finding their new home in the elf's spine and already mangled limbs.
Finally out of bolts, Carabella resorts to bludgeoning the unconscious elf with her crossbow! Surely this goes against her dedication to ranged combat, but sometimes you just have to get your hands dirty it seems! Each dull THWACK of the crossbow bruises and batters Faurine more and more, until a final strained breath escapes her blood spattered lips, and she suffocates at Carabella's feet. Who knows which of this deluge of crossbow bashes was the killing blow, but my money's on whichever one broke her ribs and pierced her lungs! A terrible way to go!
Congratulations to Carabella The Fast! You'ved lived up to your name, being the faster draw in this matchup. Now go rest and recuperate for round 3! You certainly need it after all that physical exertion...
Fight 2L: Mr. T the Troll vs Logem Branchsyrup the Wolverine ManGamelog:
https://pastebin.com/EikzSgWZMr. T (managed by /u/Leoniidass) stumbles into the arena, having confidently (or foolishly) spent his time between matches celebrating instead of training. After handily demolishing Prickle Rick in round 1, this troll seems to be banking on his massive size advantage, and wicked bismuth bronze maul to carry him through to victory.
Puffing one of his signature stogies, Logem Branchsyrup (managed by kesperan) grimly sizes up his new foe. Size means nothing to this tough, grizzled bastard. Though he hasn't replaced his humble iron short sword, word has it he's been hitting the gym between matches with the fervor of a man possessed. To him, all his foes are just obstacles in his pursuit of the mythical adamantine. Flicking the ash covered bud of his cigar aside, he draws his claw-like sword, exhales a cloud of smoke, and readies himself.
The skill difference between these two opponents makes itself clear within seconds, as Logem throws himself into a furious, savage assault. His iron sword sings as it stabs the towering Mr. T in the gut, and severs the troll's big toe with another swing. Deftly dodging the troll's clumsy strikes and furious charges, the wolverine man scores another hit with a dizzyingly fast lunge!
Mr. T's left arm is broken by this powerful blow, an injury that proves so great, that Mr T falls to the floor unconscious from the pain! With his overconfident foe helpless at his feet, Logem unceremoniously stabs the troll in the head, and slashes him in the neck, cleaving it asunder. Having carved plenty of room for its passage, the troll’s death rattle escapes via this new, crimson canyon in his gaping trachea.
Well done, Logem Branchsyrup! You're inching your way ever closer to the mysteries of the adamantine your amnesiatic mind so desperately seeks. Though you barely exerted yourself, making short work of the towering Mr. T, so perhaps a celebratory cigar is in order?
Fight 2M: Stimraug the Armadillo Man vs Cupuaçu the Capybara ManGamelog:
Error by Organizer necessitated re-reun of fight, resulted in Stimraug victory.
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