THE UNDEFEATED
GEONOSIS.
A place of savagery and disgust, the geonosis arena was a place such as this. Many people of different origins and reasons came here to seek refuge, glory or to observe. Masses in the thousands came to watch, hundreds came for glory and refuge. Many found glory, few found refuge in such a place.
Astrian was not any of these, he was lost. His home had crumbled and Neveah was gone for now, Astrian decided he would do what he had always been good at. Fighting, he had been here for little over a few days and already was infamous for his size and skill. The spectators and narrators calling him a "spectacle to behold" he could not deny that he enjoyed the praise and the adrenaline of war. However, he knew he was meant for greater things. He simply had to find his way, for now however he waited on the other end of the gates. He stood in a bloody covered crimson red armour, it bared the resemblance of a beaten and broken suit of Imperial Knight armour. There were plasma burns and rips and tears throughout his entire suit and his saber hung loosely from a worn out belt. His dark grey hair was uncared for and messy, his stubble had grown into a beard. However his deep yellow eyes were as wild as ever as he stepped into the ring.
The majority of the crowd roared in excitement as he entered the arena, he analysed the land before him. A array of mercenaries were lined up on the opposite end of the arena, a acklay beast in between them. Astrian was bigger than the mercenaries and likely more skilled, however he was also a larger target for the Acklay beast. The merc's on the other end of the arena seemed to be wearing a variety of armours and clothing and carrying vibroswords and pike's and daggers. No long range weapons, foolish of them. They were a variety of species as well; a duro, wookie, two humans, a twi'lek, a zabrak and three cathars. The acklay beast was covered in scars and blood smeared its armour. Three of its teeth were missing and some others had grown out of the jaw and into an abnormal size. He would happily put its suffering to an end, but he would elongate the suffering of the mercenaries ahead of him.
Astrian launched into battle, his orange saber coursing through the air as his speed was enhanced with the force. The mercenaries moved closer, but kept a distance from the acklay. The acklays attention was focused on Astrian, whom was charging the large beast. It raised its front legs and gave out a battle cry, its leg came raining down upon Astrian who used his experience in Djem So to evade and cut through the beasts defenses. His blade cut through thick scales like butter, however another leg caught him by surprise as the beast stumbled unexpectedly and then, the mercenaries striked. They charged forward circling Astrian and the beast, regaining composure he took to his feet. One of the two humans were hanging off of one of the rattling legs of the Acklay, the other was charging Astrian with the wookiee and twi'lek following the human. Astrian used the force to send his body in a dashing motion towards the human, his blade cutting across and through his body and sending his upper half and lower half in opposite directions. Then, allowing his augments to grant his unparalleled speed, he brought his blade across into a defensive position against the wookie, holding his weapon in his left hand. He kept his right free and empowered the force in his hand. Allowing a blast of force energy to leap towards the twi'lek, sending his body flipping backwards. The wookie roared in his face as a testament of bravery, however Astrian smiled in return as he landed a crippling punch in wookie's stomach. The fist needing no energy to back it up, it ripped through the soft flesh of the wookiee and through his organs and to his spine, which Astrian crushed in the palm of his hand.
The wookie's body went instantly limp and Astrian cried out in pain as one of the cathars lunged to his back with two daggers in hand, the other two and the Duro fighting the Acklay. The cathar was fast, digging the blades into his back and armour. Astrian gritted his teeth as he leaned forward. Bringing the blasted cathar within grasp would be the only way of stopping her before she killed him. Astrian reached up with his right hand, his left still holding his blade; he grabbed the cathar by her arm and pulled her off of his back slamming her savagely into the ground below them. Then, as a gasp came from her mouth as he had winded her. He raised his boot above her head, slamming it down on her skull. The crack echoed throughout the arena, but was soon blurred out by the sounds of the mercenaries harassing the acklay beast. Astrian turned around to be confronted by the acklay beast once again on its legs, a charred and ruined Duro corpse dangling from its mouth. A cathar lying with a large hole in her body and the other weeping by her side, astrain rolled his eyes at the scene.Raising his saber, he used the force to align the shot properly before unleashing his saber in a spiral of orange magnificence towards the weeping cathar, he then turned what focus he could to the creature in front of him. The acklay limped towards him, Astrian in turn took note of its inability to defend itself without falling to the ground or having to rely on butchered back legs. Astrian charged forward and landed a hard punch on the Acklays jaw that caused the bones to snap and one of its teeth to fall to the ground, the tooth was nearly as long as his wrist, he grabbed it in his left hand as he saber had not returned to him. The acklay stumbled and sank to the ground beside him, its long neck above him as it attempted to bite his head off, he narrowly dodged the first bite before grabbing the acklay by its mouth and pulled its head towards him; allowing him to stab the creature in the underbelly of its throat, a weak spot for acklays no doubt. It squealed in anger as its blood seeped from the wound, its whole body entering a spasm of pain as it leaped into the air, standing on its back legs. This gave Astrian the opportunity to enter a crouched position, calling his saber to his hand. He caught the blade in his left hand as the Acklay once again came down on him its mouth opening in an unnatural manner as its jaw had become unhinged, Astrian stabbed the saber into the throat of the creature. Its teeth sinking into his wrists and causing blood to gush from the wounds. "Argh!" He cried out, pulling back his hands from the mouth of the beast. His blade still inside the beast's the mouth as it stumbled and fell limp on the ground, the saber being destroyed in the process. Teeth still sinking into Astrians arms, he searched the arena floor. Picking up the fallen wookie's blade.
There was a moment of silence in the crowd, it could of been mistaken for disappointment or awe. Which, Astrian could care less for. He was alive, he raised the blade of his fallen enemy into the air and the crowd burst into applause. He looked to the teeth stuck in his wrists armour. "Souvenirs.." He said to himself, his attention then fell to the arena doors. What else could they have in store?
(OOC: I'd imagine most people would be in the crowd, watching or whatevs. Up to you boo.)
@[member="Nessarose deWinter"]
@[member="Keziah Denko"]
@[member="Ordo"]
@[member="Hayato"]
@[member="Isley Verd"]
A place of savagery and disgust, the geonosis arena was a place such as this. Many people of different origins and reasons came here to seek refuge, glory or to observe. Masses in the thousands came to watch, hundreds came for glory and refuge. Many found glory, few found refuge in such a place.
Astrian was not any of these, he was lost. His home had crumbled and Neveah was gone for now, Astrian decided he would do what he had always been good at. Fighting, he had been here for little over a few days and already was infamous for his size and skill. The spectators and narrators calling him a "spectacle to behold" he could not deny that he enjoyed the praise and the adrenaline of war. However, he knew he was meant for greater things. He simply had to find his way, for now however he waited on the other end of the gates. He stood in a bloody covered crimson red armour, it bared the resemblance of a beaten and broken suit of Imperial Knight armour. There were plasma burns and rips and tears throughout his entire suit and his saber hung loosely from a worn out belt. His dark grey hair was uncared for and messy, his stubble had grown into a beard. However his deep yellow eyes were as wild as ever as he stepped into the ring.
The majority of the crowd roared in excitement as he entered the arena, he analysed the land before him. A array of mercenaries were lined up on the opposite end of the arena, a acklay beast in between them. Astrian was bigger than the mercenaries and likely more skilled, however he was also a larger target for the Acklay beast. The merc's on the other end of the arena seemed to be wearing a variety of armours and clothing and carrying vibroswords and pike's and daggers. No long range weapons, foolish of them. They were a variety of species as well; a duro, wookie, two humans, a twi'lek, a zabrak and three cathars. The acklay beast was covered in scars and blood smeared its armour. Three of its teeth were missing and some others had grown out of the jaw and into an abnormal size. He would happily put its suffering to an end, but he would elongate the suffering of the mercenaries ahead of him.
Astrian launched into battle, his orange saber coursing through the air as his speed was enhanced with the force. The mercenaries moved closer, but kept a distance from the acklay. The acklays attention was focused on Astrian, whom was charging the large beast. It raised its front legs and gave out a battle cry, its leg came raining down upon Astrian who used his experience in Djem So to evade and cut through the beasts defenses. His blade cut through thick scales like butter, however another leg caught him by surprise as the beast stumbled unexpectedly and then, the mercenaries striked. They charged forward circling Astrian and the beast, regaining composure he took to his feet. One of the two humans were hanging off of one of the rattling legs of the Acklay, the other was charging Astrian with the wookiee and twi'lek following the human. Astrian used the force to send his body in a dashing motion towards the human, his blade cutting across and through his body and sending his upper half and lower half in opposite directions. Then, allowing his augments to grant his unparalleled speed, he brought his blade across into a defensive position against the wookie, holding his weapon in his left hand. He kept his right free and empowered the force in his hand. Allowing a blast of force energy to leap towards the twi'lek, sending his body flipping backwards. The wookie roared in his face as a testament of bravery, however Astrian smiled in return as he landed a crippling punch in wookie's stomach. The fist needing no energy to back it up, it ripped through the soft flesh of the wookiee and through his organs and to his spine, which Astrian crushed in the palm of his hand.
The wookie's body went instantly limp and Astrian cried out in pain as one of the cathars lunged to his back with two daggers in hand, the other two and the Duro fighting the Acklay. The cathar was fast, digging the blades into his back and armour. Astrian gritted his teeth as he leaned forward. Bringing the blasted cathar within grasp would be the only way of stopping her before she killed him. Astrian reached up with his right hand, his left still holding his blade; he grabbed the cathar by her arm and pulled her off of his back slamming her savagely into the ground below them. Then, as a gasp came from her mouth as he had winded her. He raised his boot above her head, slamming it down on her skull. The crack echoed throughout the arena, but was soon blurred out by the sounds of the mercenaries harassing the acklay beast. Astrian turned around to be confronted by the acklay beast once again on its legs, a charred and ruined Duro corpse dangling from its mouth. A cathar lying with a large hole in her body and the other weeping by her side, astrain rolled his eyes at the scene.Raising his saber, he used the force to align the shot properly before unleashing his saber in a spiral of orange magnificence towards the weeping cathar, he then turned what focus he could to the creature in front of him. The acklay limped towards him, Astrian in turn took note of its inability to defend itself without falling to the ground or having to rely on butchered back legs. Astrian charged forward and landed a hard punch on the Acklays jaw that caused the bones to snap and one of its teeth to fall to the ground, the tooth was nearly as long as his wrist, he grabbed it in his left hand as he saber had not returned to him. The acklay stumbled and sank to the ground beside him, its long neck above him as it attempted to bite his head off, he narrowly dodged the first bite before grabbing the acklay by its mouth and pulled its head towards him; allowing him to stab the creature in the underbelly of its throat, a weak spot for acklays no doubt. It squealed in anger as its blood seeped from the wound, its whole body entering a spasm of pain as it leaped into the air, standing on its back legs. This gave Astrian the opportunity to enter a crouched position, calling his saber to his hand. He caught the blade in his left hand as the Acklay once again came down on him its mouth opening in an unnatural manner as its jaw had become unhinged, Astrian stabbed the saber into the throat of the creature. Its teeth sinking into his wrists and causing blood to gush from the wounds. "Argh!" He cried out, pulling back his hands from the mouth of the beast. His blade still inside the beast's the mouth as it stumbled and fell limp on the ground, the saber being destroyed in the process. Teeth still sinking into Astrians arms, he searched the arena floor. Picking up the fallen wookie's blade.
There was a moment of silence in the crowd, it could of been mistaken for disappointment or awe. Which, Astrian could care less for. He was alive, he raised the blade of his fallen enemy into the air and the crowd burst into applause. He looked to the teeth stuck in his wrists armour. "Souvenirs.." He said to himself, his attention then fell to the arena doors. What else could they have in store?
(OOC: I'd imagine most people would be in the crowd, watching or whatevs. Up to you boo.)
@[member="Nessarose deWinter"]
@[member="Keziah Denko"]
@[member="Ordo"]
@[member="Hayato"]
@[member="Isley Verd"]
