Vantar Rovaris

**A walking rat of sorts covered in decayed smells walks fourth to the lot of strangers, rising its pole arm and rushing its ass towards the Elf man with its arched blade moving to the left side.

**Armina wasn't too far off behind the Elf, her copper dagger in hand.

**Vantar Rovaris Deftly jumps backwards as he slides his sword along it's wooden staff, grabbing Armina and throwing her forward off to his right.

**Good things the Elf got a shit throwing arm, Armina doesn't fly far and manages to regain her footing on the way there. She finds herself before the rotting rat, a dull dagger makes way for the rat's body. "Engruarde!" she yells.

**The dull copper blade makes way towards the chest of the bad rat, piercing the soft skin as it spills out streams of blood into the blade. The bad rat screams its ass off, “GEARGAREGAERHAERHGEAHRERHAER.” The bat rat tries a simple kick to the chest of the female with his left arm.

**Armina doesn't bother to take the knife back with her, shes just sent flying a few good meters back, landing with a thud.

Armina fights and stabs a beastman rat, before getting kicked away.

(I killed the rat with a stab to the neck, but I jumped off without logs)

I also began deception upon every woman I saw - Luring them all into believing that I was interested in their love.

**Vantar Rovaris Deftly slides up the rocks before stepping backwards and pushing himself through the air, slamming into the river as he begins to cut off the lizardkin's escape, the half-sword in his hands.
**Vantar Rovaris Extends the shiv-sword towards the beast beginning to yell at him. "SURRENDER OR BE CUT DOWN, BEAST!"
** was once again alerted, The beastman then hopped forward into the water and began to swim away using his tail for propulsion.
**Vantar Rovaris Begins to chuckle, quickly running down the side of the river as he continues along with him.
** came out of the water by hopping out of it godzilla style, the lizardman then shook his body around and stared infront of him.
**Vantar Rovaris Smiles as the lizard poofs back through the portal, quickly raising the weapon and stabbing at his neck before kicking towards his groin.
** used his higher perception skill to narrowly avoid the cut to the neck, However the kick to the groin just resulted in... well nothing because lizards don't house their nuts in the groin, the lizardman raised his fist up and towards the side of the man, His mouth opening and attempting to clam down onto the man's arm.
**Vantar Rovaris Quickly pulls the jagged knife-sword from the beast's arm as he would deftly backstep from it, a pointed scale from his fist sliding across his side, opening a cut as he lowers his knife towards the arm.
** brings his free arm up into the air and goes to bring it down ontop of the man's head, his other arm he'd attempt to safe from being wounded he'd rush into the man with it into his stomach.
**Vantar Rovaris Lowers himself downward as the knife cuts past his arm, jumping once against backwards and against the wall before shifting over towards the door and holding the knife ready towards the beast.
** let out a guttural growl, The beast then soon turned about and hopped into water by jumping into it like the american godzilla shit.
**Vantar Rovaris Lowers the weapon, slowly watching the thing swim away as he begins to curse under his breath. "Next time."

**Vantar Rovaris Slowly steps up to the bridge, nodding as he slowly begins to wade into the river.
**[5'10 | Appears To Be Young | Messy Me...] swiftly runs around the new hole in the middle of the bridge, trying to get around over to Krid's side whilst he's distracted with Glacius.
**[Before you stood a 6 foot tall man wi...] promptly stumbled back, letting loose an ever annoyed growl escape him, the apostle then tosses his staff into the earth behind him, drawing his iron longsword with an audible clatter of metal against metal
**[10 feet tall/Covered in ragged fur/Go...] takes his left hand off the club swinging it at Leon who is trying to get past the hole
**Vantar Rovaris Quickly begins to swim across the river, reaching the other end shaking loose his hair of any water before turning the corner of the railing.
**[Before you stood a 6 foot tall man wi...] promptly stepped forward after seeing Leo get swatted, grabbing the middrift of his blade with his free hand and stabbing it towards the side of the beast, just below where one could guess a ribcage be with his classic half swording move
**[5'10 | Appears To Be Young | Messy Me...] let out an audible "oof" as his breath is taken away, he's then sent flying off the ground by the fist, causing him to hit the back off his legs on the railing before splashing into the river's water.
**[10 feet tall/Covered in ragged fur/Go...] then grips his clubs with both hands again jumping backwards a great distance probably off the bridge leaving two more holes in it as he does so
**Vantar Rovaris Moves around the railing as the beast lands on the road, jumping up and stabbing at his neck as he lands.
**[10 feet tall/Covered in ragged fur/Go...] hearing the elf coming would look at it but be unable to dodge the sword getting lodged in his neck's side
**[10 feet tall/Covered in ragged fur/Go...] then lets out a roar as he tries to pull away from the elf and belt it into the woods
**Vantar Rovaris Continues to hold onto the beast as he runs, pulling himself upwards as he jolts the knife out of his neck, stabbing him twice more.
**[10 feet tall/Covered in ragged fur/Go...] roars swing his fist backwards at the elf as it rips the knife out attempting to knock him off
**Vantar Rovaris Falls backwards as he rips the knife out of it's neck, slamming it back down before he attempts to dodge the fist, sliding the knife down his back.
**[10 feet tall/Covered in ragged fur/Go...] lets out a roar as the knife slides down his back but would ignore it as he continues running the knife probably sliding out at this point
**Vantar Rovaris Slides down his back as he falls into the dirt, pulling the knife backwards as he tumbles.

**Vantar Rovaris Steps into the stable, stepping up to the various rocks and lightly tapping them with his foot. He walks back over to the hook, unraveling the robe and laying it upwards.
**Vantar Rovaris steps backwards, sitting onto the ground before beginning his various stretches. He extends his legs, pushing himself forwards before pull back his arms and tossing them around. He'd then stand up, lightly jumping on his feet.
**Vantar Rovaris He steps up, moving infront of the fimiliar 20 pound rock, bending downward and slowly bouncing upwards. He quickly moves upwards, grunting lightly as he flips the rock rather easily. He'd then move back up towards it, rolling it outside before moving back around back into it's original position. "Hmph.."
**Vantar Rovaris Leans backwards, grabbing a pitcher of water and taking a few gulps. He'd then move back up to the rock, nodding as he leans back downwards and begins to reassert his grip. He heaves the rock upwards - above his head and down five times before dropping it back down into the dirt. He lowers his arms quickly, rubbing his biceps.
**Vantar Rovaris Continues on, moving once again past the 30 pounds rock, and heaving up towards the fifty pound. He begins to post his fingers under the rock, heaving himself upwards as he flips the rock and continues rolling it outside. He'd then turn the rock around once more, placing it back inside the stable. He sighs again, leaning downward onto his knees before reaching for his water and drinking heavily from it.
**Vantar Rovaris He leans back upwards, smiling as he moves back up to the rock. He places his fingers under it before heaving it upwards above his head, and lowering it three times before dropping it back into the dirt, gasping heavily as he leans back against the wall.

/me would walke over to his forge and pull out the two iron ingots from his pouch, he would begin making the sword first ad so he would stick both the ingots in a mold and heat them up until they were combined and moldable, after it was he would take it and place it on his anvil, he would begin hammering the metal into the shape of a sword, wiping the sweat from his brow he would stick the metal back into the furnace to heat it up again and bring it back to the forge, he would continue to hammer it with a loud *tunk tunk tunk* noise with each hit of the metal, once it was in shape he would take it over to his grinder and just rest his foot on the pedal, he would then start pressing his foot down and lifting it back up in a rythmic fashion, keeping the grinder spinning as he sharpens the metal into a point and then grinding the sides into a sharp edge for each side, after it was sharp enough and the end pointed he would take a smarl engraving knife and mark his symbol on the base of the blade, just above where the handguard would be. After this step he would take the blade and heat it up to a very hot temperature until the blade was red with heat, he would then dip it into his quenching tank and quickly pull it out, making sure it cooled evenly and hardened evenly as well he would then stick it back into the furnace until it was hot but not as hot as before, he would then dip it back into his quenchin tank and pull it back out in the same fashion he did before, he would repeat this process until the blade was hard yet flexible enough to be usable, thanks to his mastery of the craft it would be perfectly hard as well as perfectly flexible, after all this he would set the sword down on his anvil and fish through his box of handles, he would pull out a simple wooden handle and a handguard, he would then shape them onto the blade, making sure the blade could not slip out of hit and comfortable to hold just the same, once this was done he would hold it in his hands and give it a few swings to make sure it was balanced enough, once he made sure it was he would smile to himself and wipe the sweat from his brow and clean up his forge and refill his quenching tank with fresh cold water.



You got a Mastercrafted Iron sword

**Hideo turned towards Vantar and began to take three paces back. He unslung his polearm and began to twirl it around his area in an oriental fashion. "I am a simpleton when it comes to fighting, so my attacks are very direct and concise," he said.

**Vantar Rovaris Nods slowly, grabbing the sword from his side before deftly pulling the longsword from his side, holding a hand behind his back as he extended it forward.

**Hideo nodded. He slowly backed up and began to twirl the maul from side to side. Upon the second twirl, he lowered the maul just a tiny bit towards the dirt and attempted to fling a fine array of dust in Vantar's direction. It wouldn't really do much than be a distraction if he cared about it at all.

**Vantar Rovaris Furrows his brow, watching as the dust simply disperses, continuing to hold his sword straight. "Good one..", He'd step forward, lowering the blade downward as he placing it level to the spear-maul.

**Hideo backed up one pace as he took his step forward. His polearm was still in twirling motion, the mass of the hammer assisting with controlling the direction.

**Hideo used the flow of the weapon's direction, redirecting it slightly in a horizontal swing. "We will start slow," he said. The swing itself wasn't all that slow, but despite it being masked with a fancy facade, the receiving end was completely avoidable with a simple duck or backwards dash.

**Vantar Rovaris Deftly ducks forwards, jumping upwards after the swing would've move past him and stepping towards him.

**Vantar Rovaris Extends the sword towards the man's chest, quickly jumping forward as he takes a quick stab towards the side of the man's neck.

**Hideo abruptly brought the pole-arm vertically and tried to block the blow by positioning himself sidewards and pushing his staff out only by a bit.

**Hideo .... had hopefully successfully done that, and if he avoided the cut, he'd abruptly try to grab Vantar by his tunic. With a fistfull of linen in hands, he tried to abruptly turn his back just for a moment, drop to one knee, and throw him over his shoulder. Despite the action seeming quite aggressive, it set up a really good opportunity for the Elf to test his acrobatic ability and finesse.

**Vantar Rovaris Simply allows the sword to be slapped away from the stab, as he's grabbed he begins to raise his eyes, keeping a hand onto his clothing to avoid a tear as he's tossed over, sliding over his shoulder and stumbling back over onto his feet.

**Hideo actually lacks endurance. Vantar may have seen it in him. Despite his strength, he could not fight for really all that long- and throwing a hundred and seventy pounds on one arm is a lot of work.

**Vantar Rovaris Quickly jumps around as he points the sword upwards, lowering it to find the man on the ground. He gives a few huffs as he stares towards him. "Good round, then!"

**Hideo slowly looked up at Vantar. "To become better, to strengthen myself, I must push myself to the absolute limits," he said.

Hideo says "I thank you for seeing the many vices I have, and acting accordingly though."

**Hideo slowly began to stand up to his feet. He readjusted his linen shirt, which began to seep with a thin layer of sweat. He backed up and prepared his polearm again.

Hideo says "Continue longer- for my sake, if you will."

Hideo says "...If this were a real dungeon, I'd be dead. This must not happen in a real dungeon."

Vantar Rovaris says "Well! I hadn't really.. *read* anything, just didn't want to kill you!"

**Hideo chuckled, "If that's how it is, we're definitely going to keep going," he insisted.

**Vantar Rovaris Turns back, taking two steps backwards as he then extends the sword back towards the man. "Shall I start us off this time?"

**Hideo took a pace back. He pointed his long maul down range, this time adopting a middle-height guard. "You may," he said.

**Vantar Rovaris Nods as he awaits for him to become settled. He'd then slowly pace himself forwards, watching his hands as he begins to lower the tip of the blade towards the ground.

**Vantar Rovaris Takes another step forward as he leans his head downward, staring towards him and stabbing the sword through the air towards the man's shoulder.

**Hideo abruptly leaned his upper body towards the left, the sword plunging straight towards his arm-guard. It lucky glanced off his shoulder, but the plating was scarred from the tip of his sword.

**Hideo abruptly changed his footing to make himself align horizontally with Vantar, and he sent a very 'direct' and to the point thrust at his abdomen. The blow was intentionally directed off to the side, so if it did hit him somehow, only the top of the hammer would touch him.

**Vantar Rovaris Quickly pulls his body backwards as he recovers from the stab, sending his sword downwards in an attempt to parry his weapon as he deftly steps backwards.

**Hideo 's weapon was easily parried.

**Vantar Rovaris Slides his sword along the polearm, attempting to twirl the weapon upwards in brute force as he begins to sidestep from along the man.

**Hideo 's weapon was twirled upwards, but the pullarm was abruptly pulled up and away to the right which he then began to use the momentum to twirl the long maul above his head, in the same manner of a helicopter's rotor. Suddenly, he locked his hands in place, the polearm ending above his head as he was clearly about to drop it down vertically with all his might- a typical murder stroke.

**Vantar Rovaris Shoots open his eyelids as he nearly stumbles backwards, throwing the sword upwards in his hand in an attempt to save himself.

**Hideo was actually surprised he had the time to charge up a grand strike like that. He filled his lungs with a sharp breath and roared a cry worthy for a samurai. "Shinë!" ...The mallet came down into the dirt, far off to the side in a safe distance from where Vantar was. If the fighting stopped, Hideo would've said something.

**Vantar Rovaris Lowers the sword, quickly tightening his lips as he steps back up towards him. "You'd find that sufficient for now?"