Marzira launches another punch towards Grethon's jaw, but he is ready this time and is able to block it. She, however, doesn't let that stop her fluid movements andshe spins connecting a hit on the man's temple, that makes him sttager again. Then, spining over one leg, she hits the man on his stomach with her other leg. Without air, Grethon drops to the ground trying to breathe normally again.
The speaker starts to count " 1.. 2... 3... 4.... 5.... 6... "with a grunt he finally stands up and the referee takes a step backwards. He tris to punch Marzira in the face, while still recovering...
Attack: 10 Damage: 3
When the man drops a lot of attendants cheer and applaud. Both Kyne and Gembo notices a small group that are looking the fight that are specially noisy. They should be six or seven indivudals, plus the two that are sitting in the middle of the rest and are laughing and, as Gembo notices, gambling apart of the oficial bets. The group seems to be led by a couple of twins, a scruffy looking pair with identical features except that one is blond and the other one has dark hair.
Marzira taps the man's fist as it approaches, rending his attack uneffective and gets ready again.
At 3:1 odds Leto will put 6 gold down on Marzira ((I'd win 2 then if she wins yeah?)). Hulud, on each of his turns, will fly down invisibly and do something ((flick their ear, blow on their face, tap their shoulder, pull their hair...)) before flying back up to stay out of range of random punches or kicks, in an effort to distract our party member's opponent in an attempt to help them land their hits.
" my this is some kind of fighting. Ive never had a "safe" fight, with no blade or magic, i mean. Ive got a coin or two to put down on someone, but i dint really know how the betting rules work. Would you mind giving me a few tips?"
(Rp only. I do understand the bets. Raul not so much.)
Allowing herself a smirk, she darts around and goes in for another series of blows. Her mother always disapproved of fighting pits like this, and often she tended to avoid them, but when Carrick could talk her into it, she did enjoy the challenge. It was always another opportunity to read people, to watch them act as they fought and to learn about them.
The thugs that surround the twins stops Raul as he approaches them, so he isn't able to talk to them. The blond one looks towards him with a raised eyebrown and says
Hearing him the two thugs that had closed Raul's path pushes him back. Not too strong, not gentle either. They chuckle a little bit.
Marzira punchs and spins and kicks, and Grethon falls down uncounscious this time.
The crowd applaud and cheer and the showman and referee grabs her arm and lift it over her head.
" We have the first winner!! Let's hear for her!"
Most people clap their hands, a few "boo" can be heard, but that should be the ones that bet for Grethon.
Two assistants help the groogy farmer walk out the ring and Miss Krindhelr enters it again with the bag with names.
"Let's see who are our two next contenders... "
She pulls the pieces of wood and he reads the names.
"Mezrin!"he announces reading the first one " and... " he opens his eyes " our local champion, victorius the past three years... Morduk!!"
People start to cheer and applaud and stomping the ground with their feet saying "Morduk Morduk Morduk Morduk" as the big and musculed half-orc walks towards the ring and climb it. He roars to the public and they love it!
Keys, from his vantage point, seems to notice the twins and their thugs, more so now that Raul elicited a reaction from them.
Keys surreptitiously and stealthily casts minor illusion creating Thrindertop Karrasthinlek voice in a stage whisper about two feet off the ground directly between the twins, "Looking for Calendula Laetate.... Have you seen my Calendula Laetate?"
Keys sees that only one of the twins and one of their men seems to hear the voice among the cheers and moise of the crowd seeing Marzira's fight. They look around, then to each other and then Marzira kicks the other fighter uncounscious and they pay attention to it.
The great half-orc chuckles qhen the little halfling goes up the ring, and look towards the audience as if this was kind of a joke.
He looks at Mezrin and says.
"Come on... I will not even start to sweat little one... "
Merzin charges but the half-orc takes a side step and Mezrin fist only finds empty air. He suddenly feels the massive puch of Morduk on his belly, and another one on his cheek, Both feels like hammers.
"It will be a good exercise for my legs you know?" jokes the half-orc with the public "for I have to kneel down to hit him!"
People laughs while Mezrin tries to fight back.
He sees how the half-orc moves his hand near his left ear, is if was trying to buzz off a fly or something.