WAOA Arena

[Random berk]

"He is." Drayven confirmed. "I admit, I find his beliefs distasteful. Unfortunately, our family are one of the few in the Aldmeri Dominion who do not believe that the other races of Tamriel should kneel to the Altmer, regardless of what our relationship to our Gods may be. Because of our beliefs, we are... not well favoured by the other noble houses. Cas'Va is a very gifted mage, and a cunning fighter. We need such men to call on in the event of a large scale conflict, and given our relatively small number of vassals, we cannot afford to exclude those who disagree with us, if they are willing to accept the coin."

 

[Demonjazz]

The pie would taste like a regular moon pie. Except it would feel like your stomach was lit on fire when you finished "Oh by the way they are made of radioactive waste"

 

[Chungus]

"Knife...? I'm going to assume that's an alias." Sephiroth said to Knife as he briefly looked him over before shaking his hand. Although, he let go and pulled his hand back rather quickly. "Sephiroth. SOLDIER 1st Class." he then stated, doing so in a hollow, professional way.

Even as he spoke to Knife, Sephiroth listened to Drayven's explaination, and although many of the terms used went over his head, he understood the gist of it. "So, he too is some soldier then. I wouldn't have thought him more then a initiate, given how... hotheaded he is. As for beliefs?" Sephiroth paused, and with a humourless chuckle, shook his head. "Often they're at the root of all conflict. The belief of superiority more so then others."

 

[Knife-28]

Knife looks at Laser Pony, then to the moon pie, and reachs up and crushes the moonpie over his head. "It's not an alias, that's actually my name." Knife says, turning back to Sephiroth, "As far as I know anyway."

 

[Random berk]

"He is a mercenary, not a true bannerman." Aethion pointed out. "His hot head would be far more tolerable if only it did not cause him to scorn anyone who do not possess the grace or the long life of the High Elves. In any case, we do not need him to command an army and lead them to war. We simply wish to keep the Thalmor sympathisers back from out gates."

"It is our denial of our kind's superiority that has led to us having to hire mercenaries in the first place."

 

[Demonjazz]

"Hey! I was just giving you some food"

 

[Knife-28]

"Radioactive food. I'd rather not get cancer."

 

[Chungus]

"A hired soldier is a soldier none the less. As such, I would've expected a greater level of proffesionalism. But perhaps my standards regarding these things are too high." Sephiroth remarked in responce to Aethion. Once more, Sephiroth spoke with subtle smugness. "As for the pollitics, I can't claim to understand such things. I never had an interest in it. I only need to know what those in command would have me do."

Looking back to Knife, Sephiroth said, "That didn't sound all too convincing..."

 

[Random berk]

Aethion looked down at Sephiroth with a passive face, but he could clearly tell that the man was mocking them, and was not amused.

"Perhaps if we can find a suitable political solution, we will have no need of men like him to defend our family." He said evenly. "As it is, I have been training for years in the arts of combat and leadership. I will lead an army for house Lif Ame if necessary, just as my father has done."

"We do not have a standing army as we cannot afford to sustain an effective one." Drayven added. "But we do still have friends, and I believe we are well regarded enough among the common people living within our holdings. A few veterans will fight for us if we call on them, and hopefully they will be the framework that will hold volunteers and paid men like Cas'Va together as a solid host."

 

[Chungus]

"I wish you good luck in your endeavors, when you return to the place from whence you came. But for now, I'll take my leave. I'm sure we'll meet again, given that we're both stuck here for the forseeable future. Farewell" Sephiroth remarked, addressing Aethion and Drayven both. He began walking to the corridor that would lead back to his suite, but stopped as he passed Aethion. "Perhaps next time, you would care to test your mettle?" he asked, this time, lacking the minor smug tones he had before, yet still sounded as detached as ever. Having said that, Sephiroth walked off, entering his suit.

OoC: And I'm off.

 

[Random berk]

"Perhaps I will." Aethion muttered as Sephiroth left. Drayven glanced at him.

"I may do the same one of these days, if there is a warrior here suitable and willing to fight." Aethion looked up in surprise.

When was the last time that you drew Calaer-dam in battle?" He asked.

"Precisely why I wish to test myself here." Drayven answered. He smiled, with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"I may be at an age better suited to statesmanship, but I think I could still teach you a thing or two once I have limbered up my sword arm again."

 

[Demonjazz]

"Oh don't worry the food won't kill you! The mayor said so" Lazer Pony brought out a picture of him and the mayor

Spoiler: The Mayor

 

[Knife-28]

"Right...." Knife says, before walking over to the Elves. "So, I heard one of you were eger for a fight."

 

[Demonjazz]

"Where did you hear that! Heroes never fight for no reason" Lazer Pony said thinking Knife was talking to him

 

[Knife-28]

"No, they just feed them radioactive food." Knife says.

 

[Demonjazz]

"I told you the Mayor said they wouldn't kill anybody. The Mayor is very dedicated to his job you know"

 

[Knife-28]

"And I trust this Mayor's word about as far as you can throw me." Knife says, "What's your point."

 

[Demonjazz]

"He's very trustworthy... I heard he has a skin condition though"

 

[Knife-28]

"Lovely." Knife mutters, before walking off to see if he can catch up with the elves.

 

[FPSfanatic]

If anyone checked, they would see Gold in the arena, battling an unknown person. She had bright red hair, and wore a bright red skirt with a blue shirt. On her belt sat 6 pokeballs, and a white fisher's hat covered her face, to her mouth. A slight smirk could be seen.
Gold glared at the figure for a moment, before saying, calmly "Elite four champion. I challenge you to a pokemon battle." he pulled his first team member, and lobbed out Sheldon, who roared as he extended his claws.
This made the sneer on the champion's face even larger, as she lobbed out a blaziken to meet the Kabutops in comabt.