Valley of the Dark Lords (Fight!!!)

[Morgan Evanar]

Feet thudding as he hit the ground, Evanar pulled his sword free with a metallic hiss.

He whirrled, facing Nichos. Metal sang through the air, and sparks flew on impact against the lightsaber. Morgan gritted his teeth, growling. Narrowing his eyes, he attacked again, swinging the ancient sword low as if to slice Marr neatly in half from hip to opposite shoulder. Nichos blocked, but Morgan turned his heel and kicked the Jedi Knight brutally in the side.


"Where were you nine months ago, six months ago, or even three, Marr?"

[Nichos Marr]

"Three months ago," Nichos grunted, as he fought to keep his balance, "I was at the Greater Jedi Order, training to become who I am today." He finished.

The Jedi was forced back. Morgan was indeed talented. Nichos couldn't understand where the fallen Jedi got all this anger from. He ran at Morgan, throwing his wait against a jab, that was easily blocked. Nichos twirled his saber to block another side slash, almost loosing his footing in the process. Nichos ducked low, narrowly missing another slash.

Nichos slashed high, the blades meeting in a thunderous stalemate. He used the Force to call upon the nature around him. He couldn't feel much lifeforce here. A clump of sand raised off the ground and smacked Morgan in the eyes. Nichos kicked him in the stomach, sending the fallen Jedi sprawling across the rocky floor. Nichos assumed a defencive stance.

[Darth Roul]

: uts his saber back and pulls out a sledge hammer::
This is my way to fight
::looks for a jedi::

[Boaz Karno]

Boaz continued to walk forward knowing that a confrontation was imminent. He looked down and placed a comforting hand on his lightsaber. He hadn't had the weapon long and he was far from a Master with it but at least he had the Force to guide him. Not to mention that Boaz Karno had more training than most Jedi Knights.

He continued up the rocky pathway as the two Force wielders of opposite polarities approached each other, each with a calm, cool demeanor. One with thoughts of peace and joy, the other with hate and anger. Jedi vs. Sith, good vs. evil. Boaz took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. He stopped and lowered his head. "This is for you Master Kizael" Boaz muttered to himself softly.

[Ralin Zoth]

"Ah yes" Ralin interrupted as the Jedi Padawan looked up to greet his foe. "Say your prayers" He took a couple of steps closer and leaned against a wall formed by the dense rock. "You're going to need all the help you can get."

They met at the pinnacle of the hill which created a plateau with roughly three walls. The mesa which the two stood upon formed a natural room made of hardened rock.

Ralin raised his right hand to his cloak which he wore over his shoulders, he untied the loose knot which kept it from falling to the floor. He yanked the cape off and threw it against one of the rock floors as he unclipped his lightsaber from his belt with his free hand. He walked forward a couple of steps so that he stood about fifteen meters from Boaz which was almost the complete length of the plateau.

"You Jedi are all the same." Ralin said as he began to pace back and forth slowly not even paying attention to Boaz, before he stopped and locked his eyes on the younger man. "Do you actually believe you're going to save those people?" Ralin said not without seriousness.

The Jedi student remained silent, he simply closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.

Ralin Zoth shook his head and stared at the Jedi. "Draw your weapon or I'll draw it for you....." Ralin demanded as he took a couple of steps closer "...from your cold, dead hands"

[Boaz Karno]

Unfortunately for Boaz the Sith was serious, battle was inevitable.

Boaz once again closed his eyes and began to concentrate on the Force, he began to feel the slight tingle of the light side trickling through him. He immediately had a deeper understanding of his surroundings and his battle sense was heightened. He began to reach his right hand down for his lightsaber but then neglected. He would first try and subdue his opponent without drawing his weapon. He opened his eyes and took a couple of steps forward locking his gaze upon Ralin Zoth almost able to anticipate the man's move before the man decided it.

[Ralin Zoth]

"You are pathetic Jedi, it's time you learned a lesson or two." Ralin said as he stepped out into the center of the rocky plateau, he slowly switched the hilt of the lightsaber from his left hand to his right hand. He brought the weapon in front of him preparing to ignite it and engage in battle with the Jedi.

"I'll warn you one last time Jedi, draw steel." With that Ralin gripped the hilt of his 'saber with both hands so that his left hand was at the base of the hilt and his right hand was directly above it. The thumb on his right hand twitched above the ignition plate. He closed his eyes and ignited the blade of the mighty weapon which he held in front of him pointing towards the Jedi.

[Boaz Karno]

Boaz closed his eyes tightly and drew upon the knowledge of the Force. During his several months in extensive Jedi training Boaz had known that this moment would come. He also knew that he would be prepared.

He raised his right hand with a slight circular gesture. The lightsaber which the Sith gripped in both hands was torn from his grip and hurled still ignited into the rocky wall to the left of the Sith. The crimson blade was swallowed by the hilt as the durasteel 'saber hit the ground and bounced a couple of times before hitting the stone wall.

Boaz walked forward a couple of steps and stared into the eyes of the Sith. "I do not wish to fight you Sith. However if you resist I will be forced to deal with you, with extreme force if necessary."

[Ralin Zoth]

"Very well Jedi, show me this extreme force you speak of. No wait... let me show you, the true power of the Force." With that he extended his left hand out quickly as the lightsaber came to his hand almost magnetically, as he held the powerful tool in his left hand the crimson blade emerged to its full length.

The Jedi began to take a couple of steps forward as Ralin Zoth extended his right hand while extending a powerful wave through the Force. As Ralin's hand extended straight towards the Jedi, the younger man flew off his feet and landed against the rocky wall with a hard thud before falling to the ground face first. The Jedi got up however and remarkably quickly taking into account the pain which he should be feeling.

"You are in over your head PA-DA-WAN" Ralin said as he emphasized each syllable.

[Jedi Rebel X]

OOC: Skeletons that reassemble themselves?! What will they think of next...

[Boaz Karno]

If Boaz Karno were a normal man he would not be standing, and if he were standing he'd be favoring his ribs heavily. No Boaz was no mere man he was a Jedi. The healings powers granted to him by the Force made the pain go away. He nodded to the Sith as he reached down to unclip the lightsaber at his waist. "Very well then Sith, we will do things your way."

He unclipped the lightsaber with his right hand and brought it up so that he held it in both hands before sliding his thumb across the ignition plate. With a snap-hiss the golden blade emerged to just over a meter. The blade had belonged to the Jedi Master Drin Kizael who had disappeared on a mission, he'd left behind only his lightsaber and a Jedi Holocron. Boaz made good use of both.

"I sense your fear Sith, I can feel it, you wear your anger like a mask to hide your fear." Boaz stepped closer to the Sith as he talked until he was within just meters of the Sith. "There is good in you, yet you won't let it escape."

[Ralin Zoth]

Ralin Zoth wasted no time, as the Jedi's last words were spoken Ralin thrusted forward attempting to cleve a hole in the Padawan's abdomen. As quickly as he had acted the Jedi reacted, more quickly than Ralin would have suspected. The Jedi side stepped to the left moving his center of gravity as he used his lightsaber to bat the Sith's crimson blade down towards the ground. The crimson blade collided with the ground with great force as Ralin's momentum sent him forward. As Ralin flew just past the Jedi, the Jedi spun on his left foot dealing a round house kick to the back of Ralin's head sending him flying towards the rocky floor.

He bumped his head on the ground and flipped over quickly so that he was lying on his back. He raised his legs up quickly and propelled himself up without hesitation. He stood there facing the Jedi, the blood began to trickle down the left side of his face stemming from his forehead. A smile crept across his lips as he raised his lightsaber above his head with both hands providing a powerful backswing before thrusting the blade down towards the Jedi's head. Boaz reacted as quickly as before and quirked his blade so that his left hand was at the base of the hilt and his right hand was just to the right of that, the blade rested parallel to the rocky surface as the two blades crashed. The Jedi fought furiously to keep his blade still as Ralin pressed his blade down further. The two each pressed forward as the crackle of the blades could be heard for kilometers as they grinded into each other, each trying to gain leverage. Ralin quickly through his right leg into the Jedi's left side cracking into the ribs which were already injured by his spill into the wall. The Jedi nearly fell to the ground as he managed to hold his lightsaber up with his left hand as his right braced him on the ground. Once again Ralin raised the blade behind his head quickly and before the Jedi knew what was going on the blade came smashing down towards his head. Unable to do anything else the Jedi quickly rolled backwards and used the momentum to come to his feet. As quickly as the pain had come it was gone and he once again held his lightsaber in defensive posture ready to take whatever the Sith was unleashing.

"Well Jedi your skills are impressive. We'll see how much you've learned."

[Morgan Evanar]

Morgan almost causually flipped back to his feet, brushing dirt from his eyes.

"Damnit."

It hurt, but it wasn't anything too hindering now that most of the sand was gone. His vision was watery, but he had other senses to call on. Light distiorted around Evanar's tall form, he vanished from sight and his force presence was oddly skewed. Nichos furrowed his brow.

"BeEhHhiiIiiinDDdd YoUU" The voice was oddly distorded, and Nichos whirrled. Evanar actually was now behind Marr, who whirlled again just in time to get an incredibly nasty axe kick across the side of the head. Nichos was slammed violently left and down to the ground, and the reapearing tall form advanced.


OOC: Sorry Marr, I just axe kicked the hell out of you, upside the head no less. Morgan possess exceptional physical strength, even when not using the force.

Heres how it works: Stand with your feet about shoulders width apart, one in front of the other, point your front foot. now swing your back leg up and slightly left. If you are flexible enough, you could easly kick somone in the head. Continue the motion downward, which would pull the person down with your foot if done a certain way. Basically, I kicked you in the temple and used the motion to carry it into a stomp, sorry if that was unclear.

[Nichos Marr]

Nichos hopped upwards and held his lightsaber in a defiant stance. What trickery was this? Morgan was playing mind games on Nichos. Well the Jedi could do that too.

He focused on the Force around him. A few large rocks raised off the ground, flying straight for Morgan. Nichos used the Force inside to duplicate himself while Morgan was busy dodging the rocks. There were 3 Nichos'. The real Nichos blocked his presence through the Force, and shifted with the others to mix themselves up.

"Guess which one Morgan." They all spoke in unison.