Seraphi

The shots blew a large hole in the wooden replica of Ares which Hex was facing. "You know, you really shouldn't take your eyes off of an opponent, much less one who is as dangerous as me." a voice from beside him stated. Suddenly, the real Ares lunged at him, having been disguised as a skeleton for some time now, he cut horizontally across Hex's chest with the Maken Valborg. At the same time, the dragon had begun to spew its breath of decay upon him, causing his flesh to rot and his weapon to rust and jam.

Hex, apparently distracted by the skeletons, was not that accurate, and Ares managed to dodge both of his shots. He leapt off of the dracoliche's shoulder and grabbed the Maken Valborg from the nearby wall, as well as his trenchcoat. Hex was now surrounded from all sides, from one by a small army of skeletons, from another by a huge flailing skeletal dragon, and from another by Ares, using a sword which negated Hex's regeneration powers and made him all the stronger at the same time. "If thats the way you want to play, then so be it." He said, in a morally superior accent.

Very nice map there. DId you make it on paint, or was some special program like AutoRealm used? (I may have to steal that style you used, by the way :razz: )

Ares, totally ignoring the large bite to his arm, continued to chant to himself. By this point, the tremors had become so violent that he himself could barely stand, when finally, a huge claw burst through the ground. It was a dracoliche, an undead dragon spewing the fires of hell unto those around it. Ares jumped onto the dracoliche's shoulder, only just realising that he had actually been bitten. By now, there were several dozen armoured skeletons climbing up through the ground, and all targeting Hex.

Shields interlocking, they protected Ares' from the snake which was apparently trying to eat him. The snake could not crush the huge metal shields. A huge tremor started to shake the room, a skeleton had flicked the switch, and the arena was changing again. Suddenly, they were all in a large jungle, but the wall of bones seperating Ares' fight from the rest of the combatants remained. Another huge tremor started to shake this place as well, but the switch had not been hit this time.

I think you overdid it a bit on the towers.

Again, a skeleton with a shield, almost exactly the same as the one last time rose up from the floorboards to block his punch. "That's not going to work" he stated in a snide accent. Four skeletons, each brandishing large swords and each dressed in heavy armour rose up from the edges of this arena constructed from bones. They began to walk towards Hex. Ares said another chant and three large towershields appeared, hovering as though some unearthly spirit was carrying them, they began to levitate around Ares.

"Gah, interloper!" shouted Ares, summoning up a corpse from the floorboards to act as a meatshield. "Yes, thats right, Necromancy. I don't often use it, since I prefer to fight up close and personal" he stated, while creating a wall of bones around himself and Hex. "Now leave me be, I'm trying to fight him one on one here." ((Hex, the leg is still severed, except the bleeding is internal now since you just sealed the wound up.)) As Hex went to punch Ares, he conjured up a skeleton holding a large, spiky shield, which took the punch for him.

"Somehow, this doesn't seem fair. As long as that leg of yours is severed, your strength will continue to syphon into me. Regardless, you've made your choice, now its time to die." Throwing his Maken Valborg into a nearby wall, he removed his trenchcoat and threw it, so that it was hanging from the hilt of the sword. "I assume that magick is still allowed?" He asked, as the ground began to shake around him.

"Well, you were aiming at rocco, apparently, so I hold no grudge." stated Ares, still holding the bottle which was serving as Hex's prison.

Ares reached into his trenchcoat and retrieved a small bottle, and upon opening the bottle, all the smoke in the room ((Hex)) was sucked into it. He replaced the bottlecap. He started laughing "Hah! This bottle is practically unbreakable. Your smoke form wont work anymore, so come out and fight me properly" He turned towards Mather and Kiemos "Please, can you stay out of this for a while? I have a debt to settle."

((You can't regenerate your leg, that was part of the power of the Odachi I'm using. The leg is gone.)) Having absorbed a large amount of Hex's strength through the wound he inflicted, Ares cut the energy Hex had fired in half, mere seconds before it reached his head. He then launched another barrage of Kunai at Hex while slicing downwards into the same spot on Hex's shoulder with his Odachi.

Does it matter?

((Hex, I can only assume that your legs are now cut to shreds, since you never made any attempt to block)) "I do believe that you are forgetting one thing" shouted Ares, striking at Hex's shoulder from above, "Who said anything about staying on the floor?"

Shifting in and out of the darkness, Ares started slashing at Hex's legs, disappearing again before he could react. "I wasn't aware that using the setting to my advantage was considered pathetic?" He laughed ((I'm pretty sure that 5 shotgun shells wouldn't stop 200 kunai))

Didn't notice that :blink: Bleh, I'll raise it to 8 I guess.

Thats all fine except the triarii, their DS is too high. DS is capped at 7. Now, while I was making these drawings, I realised that I really, REALLY suck at drawing people in paint, so please, forgive the failure. [hide=Unit roster] [hide=Aresian Judge] [/hide] [hide=Aresian Bloodletter] [/hide] [hide=Aresian Reaper] [/hide] [hide=Aresian war drummer] [/hide] [hide=Ares Biahorae, Hero unit 1] [/hide] [/hide] Just for the record, I chose to have a hero unit instead of seige weaponry etc. I'll get round to researching and building those later.

A voice from the darkness began to speak "How do you intend to kill me if you can't see me? This sword is dark, unlike the last one, it isn't visible while this darkness fills the room" 200 Kunai suddenly flew at Hex from all angles. ((FYI I'm essentially nonexistant at the moment, practially combined with the darkness itself))

One space fighter flies up to Dusty's ship and fires a tennis ball at it. Happy?

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a set of Kunai pin Hex's floating gloves to the walls. Ares had returned to the Arena, brandishing a sword that is different from the one he was using the day before. He slowly began to speak, once again donning his mechanical, emotionless tone "This is Maken Valborg, if it cuts you, the wound will not stop bleeding for one year. It also syphons strength from my opponents and straight into myself. Now, I have a debt to pay". Upon finishing his speech, he once again vanished into the darkness, waiting for another moment to strike.

Make an omelette. Quick, easy, and tastes good, why not?

Don't be too hasty, now. Just give it a try, you might like it.

((As far as I'm aware, clouds don't have heads/hearts)) Suddenly, there was a click from an alcove off to one side of the room. Ares was still here! He had pulled some kind of lever, then he threw another smoke bomb, and this time he truly was gone from the battlefield, making sure he was safe to fight another day. The lever was down, and the Arena now began to rumble. Slowly, the combatants surroundings changed, and after a short while, they found that they were fighting on a platform, suspended over a volcano! ((FYI, I'm not actually dead, I just left the mask and trenchcoat on the floor, so I can rejoin again tommorow.))

Considering each tribe is about 10,000 people, I think thats plenty. I believe there are over 500 squares of land, but good luck counting it :blink:

((Are we ignoring the 500 kunai that are heading in every direction then? I don't intend to edit my post, we can just assume that you actually meant to aim for me))