Elither V. Drayco, Rionoliathnu

[Derhlith]

Sorry for the delay. You may begin dueling whenever you like. ^_^

[Drayco]

Drayco trotted up on his steed. There was no one else around and the streets were bare. He was no fool and had already readied his broadsword. He had a good view of the area around him from the horses back. His oppenent was nowhere to be seen and part of that sent a wave of fear through the knight. He didn't expect the fight to be easy, nor did he expect it to be hard. It was a friendly challange and he was happy to have it. But even that couldn't squash the rising fear inside him.

"I'm here for you Elither." Drayco called out. It was now time to wait for his oppenent to show himself.

[Elither Daegovad]

((OOC: Sorry for the Delay, Drayco and Derhlith, been having internet problems. If I disappear again, I'll post whenever I get back, so don't think I've given up or abandoned the site. ^_^))
IC:
Elither's ear's picked up the sound of trotting hooves. He smirked lightly to himself. The sound had come from the length of the street that he was on. There was no one to be found, not any within eye-sight, anyways. The fog made it to where no one would be able to see fifteen feet in front of them, which could be an advantage to Elither, and also a downfall, if his opponent would get off his steed. He heard his opponent call out for him. Unsheathing his FlashBlade, Elither stepped off into the fog, to find his opponent. His footsteps could barely be heard, but it would tell his opponent that Elither was coming. Elither took a few of the surroundings into his knowledge. There were empty stands, where people earlier that day had been selling their things. Some of the stands had crates that could hide him from Drayco, if it came to that. His slinder hand gave the FlashBlade's hilt a very firm grip, as the fingers inside the glove became whiter than before, if possible. His red eyes gleamed through the remaining fog that was between Elither, and his opponent. Smirking even more, Elither's eyes could finally see Drayco, atop the steed. The steed's brown eyes met his, before it grunted lightly. Elither pulled the hood belonging to his cloak, to look at Drayco for a moment.

"Well, well. You're Drayco, are you? ... Hmmm. This could be entertaining. Let the best man win." Elither pulled the hood back onto his head, causing the pale skin, and white hair to disappear. All that was left to be seen was the black outline of his body, and the gleaming red eyes.

[Drayco]

Drayco kept his eyes fixed on his opponent. His horse was steady as was his hand. Now was the time for attack. Options were open to him but none of them seemed fitting. The knight had wanted a duel for some time, and this was his time to shine. He kept his eyes fixed on Elither and his mind focused. He would work with Jotay in this fight, and he could only be as strong as the steed. Drayco tightened his hand on the reins of the horse. "Have at ye!" he yelled with suddenness.

His horse was charging forward and Drayco had his blade held back, ready for a heavy sweep. The charge was fast, faster then most men and elves could dodge. The hooves crunched rythmically against the ground. Thump, thump, thump, thump. Drayco closed his eyes for a moment and let the cloak flow behind him. It would be another second before he came within range for his manuever. Speed was a factor in the deeply rehersed move, but it was no more then timing. Time seemed to slow for horse and rider, as their thoughts, though seperate, became one and known to the other. "Left!" Drayco howled.

Instead the horse speed forward. Passed the figure of Elither and onward and onward. As they rushed passed the mounted knight lowered and leveled his blade, aiming it straight for Elithers arm, a grazing blow more then a disabling strike.

[Elither Daegovad]

Elither felt a gentle breeze, as he and his opponent stared at one another. Knowing that this match wouldn't be the easiest, including the speed of the horse, Elither smirked. He would know how to get around most of the attacks already, unless the horse and rider had something up their sleeve. Elither moved his blade up from his side, to across his chest, defensively. He moved his legs out from eachother, positioning himself for the fight. Drayco grabbed ahold of the reins on his horse and yelled "Have at ye!"

The horse started to charge, and Elither moved out of the way, to the left. Then Drayco had swung his blade low at Elither's arm. Elither moved his blade in the way to Parry Drayco's blade. But doing so had caused Elither to faulter backwards from the force of the attack, from the speed of the horse. Elither managed to keep his feeting, though a few feet away. While the horse was moving away, Elither shoved the FlashBlade back into the hilt, and grabbed his Bow. Pulling an arrow from the quiver on his back, Elither knotched it upon the bow. The Horse was almost out of sight, into the fog... Tightening the arrow on the bow, Elither took aim at the horse's hind right leg, Letting go of the string, the arrow soared toward the horses leg. If this would work, it may unhorse Drayco..

[Drayco]

Drayco's hearing was not matched to that of an elf, but even he could hear the sharp twang of a bowstring. The knight's mind raced, but the horse's was faster. Jotay leapt, getting high and tucking his feet in. The leap was long and carried the knight towards Elither. "Good Steed!" Drayco whispered to the horse. He knew the leap wasn't without toll. Even he could sense the horse falter a bit as it landed. The arrow grazed the horse, but it was a neither deep, nor major wound. "Nice shot Tamer." Drayco snarled as he wheeled his horse about after the leap. "But you miss something dear elf..." Drayco had shifted in the saddle of the horse, leaning to the left, his right arm stretched high. "I'm a skill rider and Raider!"

He began his charge anew. The bow the elf had would do little to defend against his blade, but again that wasn't the knight’s target. The horse carried him on swift feet towards the Beast Tamer, taking him in close. The steed wheeled to the right and the mounted knight stabbed. His blade was sent downward towards the elf because of his position in the saddle, but if the blow connected it would hit Elither flat sided and knock him around. But he had to keep his pace up, this time he wouldn't travel as far into the fog as last time.

[Elither Daegovad]

After he watched the arrow gently scrape the leaping horse, Elither put the bow back beside his leg, where he kept it. He unsheathed his FlashBlade once more, and watched as his opponent came around, the horse looking more ferocious than ever, leaving a trail of blood where he goes. As the blood gently dripped to the ground, Elither quickly thought as the charging rider and steed came. He held his blade up to parry once again, but miss-calculated the height of his opponent’s blade. The broadsword had slammed into his side, and threw him away.

Box's and crates fell over and splintered as Elither slammed into them from the impact of the attack. He landed on the bottom crate, and laid on it for a moment, before pulling the hood off of his head. He used his left hand to pull out a large splinter that had pierced his cheek upon the landing. Slowly making it back to his feet, Elither rubbed his side for a moment, a large bruise already appearing. Elither was sure that he might have a cracked rib or two from the blow. Trying to put the pain aside, Elither wiped off his forehead for a moment, before running out from under the stand. Turning around quickly before the steed and rider could make it back to him, Elither leaped up onto the stand's flimsy roof. Using his agility, he gently kept his stance atop of the stand, looking at his foe coming back toward him.

[Drayco]

Drayco had seen where the elf had landed. Atop a stand, which was supported by two main wooden posted. The mounted knight crouched into his horse’s body, keeping close. The shield across his back, with its size made a protective covering for both man and horse. "Like a turtle!" Drayco chuckled. Jotay was moving again, shifting back and forth to keep the archer from getting a good bead. Drayco had leveled his sword out to the right as he charged passed the stand. The knight was smart enough to know his blade wouldn't slice through more then one of the wooden posts, and he knew what one to aim for.

The horse moved just enough that the sword missed the first post, and back far enough that the blade crushed into the second post. It splintered as the knight rode passed, and back into the fog. He was already getting ready for the next move he'd make.

[Elither Daegovad]

Elither watched as the knight covered himself, and the horse with the shield. "Like a turtle!" The knight chuckled out, as he passed by. Elither smirked, watching the knight go by, hacking away at one of the supporting posts for the canopy of the stand he was on. Elither moved away from the support beam, to an opening between two of the stands. Moving his feet out into the opening, Elither slipped down back into the stands, his FlashBlade in hand. He looked around for a moment, before looking at the last post that was left. Walking over to it, he raised his FlashBlade, and started to hack away at the post, cutting it down. The post finally gave after the eleventh chop, and fell, bringing the canopy, and other post with it. The posts and canopy fell into the road, traveling from one side to the other, causing a decent roadblock. The horse would have to use all of its power to leap over the width of it, which may tire it down.

Elither backed away, and into the stands, where he used a few crates as a shelter from any attack.

[Drayco]

Drayco saw the canopy come down. It was a roadblock, and Drayco knew there was no time for him to jump it. He couldn't use the horse to jump the item. His only real idea was to dismount and send the horse away. Drayco shifted and dismounted, broadsword still in hand. The horse stood his ground, still and unmovable. Drayco admired the horse, he was brave and loyal, which was something you didn't see often in an animal like Jotay. Drayco pulled the shield in front of him, covering his front. He had lost sight of the elf, but he knew he was well past him.

"Come out come out..." Drayco chortled it was the elf’s turn for attack, and Drayco knew his strength was a match for his opponent.

[Elither Daegovad]

Elither kneeled down, gasping for breath. The blow from the broadsword to his ribs had caused him to lose quite a lot of air, causing him to be slightly worn down. He could get by this, however. His elven ears heard the horse trotting slow down to a halt. So… He wouldn’t risk it… He wouldn’t risk his horse being damaged, heh. Then it is fine by me. Elither thought for a moment, hearing Drayco dismount his steed. Elither crawled on hands and knee’s, covered by the crates. He would lurk in the fog for a while, thinking. The fog soon developed his body, as he heard the calls from his opponent. “Come out, come out” Drayco said tauntingly, while Elither shook his head slightly. He couldn’t get a very good visual of his opponent in the fog, but he could see the hazed silhouette from the lamps on the buildings on each side of the road. Elither stood up, and silently patted his knees off. Slowly sliding the FlashBlade back inside its sheath, he pulled the bow back from its place, and held it. Pulling an arrow from his quiver, Elither notched it onto the bow, grinning. His muscles tightened up as he pulled the string tight, aiming the arrow for the large silhouette of Drayco, and his steed. Bright, yet dark aura started to form along the head, and shaft of the arrow as Elither’s eyes brightened for a moment. He would use this charge shot to either hit Drayco, or the steed. His finger’s trembled lightly from the power of the charge shot, as he started to become dizzy. Before the charge shot could wear him down all the way, Elither released the arrow, and let it fly at both the middle of Drayco’s stomach, and the steed behind him. The arrow split some of the fog apart, as it hurled itself toward Drayco and the steed, the dark aura surrounding it.

[Drayco]

Drayco was glad his shield was up as he heard the whistle of an arrow being loosed. He tightened his arm behind the shield, bracing for the impact of the arrow. He would have a no more then a moment before the arrow collided with his shield. Then it happened. he could see the blackened arrow flying towards him. A charged arrow that would collide with the hard and fast. He tensed his arm even more as the arrow slammed against the shield. He was braced as best he could, his sword jammed into the ground as an anchor, but even that didn't prevent him from being pushed back a ways. His shield hadn't been destroyed, but it had been weakened. Drayco knew that a few more arrows like that would utterly crush the shield.

He shifted his shield before him and charged forward. His sword was held out to the side. He kept his sword hand concealed behind his body as he charged in. His body kept low, so his shield fully covered his front, save his eyes. He kept them just above the shield. This move among knights was known as the shield rush and could be dangerous because of the mixture of defense and offense. As he neared Elither he swung the blade, a arc that aimed for the bow more then anything else. Drayco knew that the elf would not only have to dodge the blade but also the shield.

[Elither Daegovad]

Elither watched as the Arrow crushed itself upon Impact, denting and splitting the shield quite a bit. The charge shot was very affective, even if it didn't penetrate anything. Elither smirked, watching the Knight rush forward through the fog. The shield was held out in front of him, but Elither could not see the other hand, that held the Broadsword. Elither pulled two arrows from the quiver this time, and notched them upon his bow. He took a quick aim at the running Drayco, before tightening the string, and letting them fly. If it connected, the arrows would lodge themselves in both of his legs or both feet. But he had no time to see if they would, he had to step backwards, yet to the right at the same time to avoid the blade, and the rushing shield assault. Drayco passed by with the momentum of the rush, the Broadsword grazing his right elbow lightly. Blood trickled gently down his arm as the small cut on his elbow singed for a moment. Elither wiped his forehead off of any sweat, while he gasped for breath, starting to be fatigued.

[Drayco]

Drayco yowled in pain and rage as the first arrow impacted his leg. He dropped to the ground as effect to the arrow striking his leg. There was his leg was in pain, but he knew he could take care of it. And even play the situation to his advantage. He used the hand that was on his shield to remove the arrow and let it over there for a moment while he whispered, so quiet not even and elfs ears could catch the sounds. The wound glowed for an instant as Drayco felt the drain on his body. God's prayer has healed the wound for the most part and dealt with the pain. He stayed against the ground, forcing himself to gasp and wheeze in pain. He had worked on that style of tactic for a long time, knowing faking pain and injury can bring an opponent on faster. He dropped his sword on the ground, making sure it clattered loudly. With silent movements he retrieved his Gladius from it's hiding place in his cloak. It was easy to hide behind the shield.

Yes, come an inspect you're prey... Drayco thought coldly. He tightened his hand around the hilt, getting ready for a disabling attack.

[Elither Daegovad]

Elither finally looked around to see his opponent kneeled down, holding his leg. Drayco had dropped the Broadsword, which clattered quite a few times before going silent and cold against the rough stone ground. Elither narrowed his eyes for a moment, before grabbing yet another arrow from his quiver. He notched it onto his Bow, and aimed the arrow at his opponent's right shoulder. Smirking lightly, he let out a cold, cruel laugh, before letting the arrow free from the bow, flying toward his opponent's shoulder. He backed away into the darkness and fog, hiding his every move. Elither took a few more breaths, before grabbing at his damaged ribs again, wincing lightly. He was strong using that Broadsword.. It damaged my ribs… Damnit. Elither thought, rubbing at the ribs one last time, before ducking down low, awaiting for any signs of his opponent. He put the bow back onto the strap on his waist, and unsheathed the FlashBlade, smirking lightly.