The Dead Forest (Increased Orc activity due to skirmish)

[Xenin]

*Xenin laughed, he simply pointed and laughed at the woman. Here was this tiny woman puting away her weapon in front of a stranger, who ha dthreatened her very life. Truly she was foolish...still a small voice in his head said not to understimate her.So he too made his weapon dissapear in his clothing before speaking.*'

You want a spar? Here now?

*He looked her over once again, she would have been very atractive if her hair wasnt in those weird spikes...As he stopped doing that he said without making a change to his pose.*

Fine...give me your best shot

*Xenin ha da malicius grin on his face, this was getting interesting*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

Sticking out her tongue, Asherah reeled back her arms in the air and quickly, with a small grunt. slammed her fist into the ground. The earth beneath them split into a wide fissure, trees even up rooted, falling and sinking in all directions. Jumping out of the way, Asherah giggled and rushed at him with alarming speed.

"Best shot?" She called out excitedly as she jumped into the air with a tumbling flip.

Landing on his shoulders, she stood up and looked down at him.

"As if I should waste it on you."

Kicking off of him, she back flipped gracefully to a tree branch, where she awaited, and watched his movements.

 

[Xenin]

*Xenin had learned long ago, that it was best not to talk and fight at the same time. Talking could become a distraction, that could end up hurting the talker. Jack had taught him that the hard way...by beating the poor elf into a pulp. So as Asherah jumped into his shoulders, Xenin was not distracted by her words. He merely grabbed for her ankles as soon as she stepped on his shoulders. Afterwards Xenin attempted to pull her ankles foward, if this suceeded it would cause her to fall off of him, but since he still maintaned a hold of her, Xenin would them attempt to toss her against a tree on the near left before jumping away from the crevice she created.*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

With a yelp and a blink, Asherah's instinct was to kick. But seeing as both of her ankles were held down, she instead she used his hands holding her down as a weight. Bending over backwards, Asherah grabbed a hold of her midsection and slowly attempted to dig her nails through his leather armor. Seeing how strong it was, she quickly stopped that and attempted to wrench her legs free from his hold. Ehh ********.. Distraction, distraction... Wheheherrrr is a distraction?!

-Sorry it's short. I haveta go.-

 

[Xenin]

*And so his opponent had decided to dig into his armor whilist bending backwards. A costly mistake. As Xenin relaized what she was doing, he didint just drop her...because that would be a missed opportunity. What the elf had in mind was a bit primitive, but hopefully effective. Xenin decided to first cast a bluff, he began to growl and swear angrily at her because of a supposed pain he was feeling because of her claws. In reality the claws bearel touched him, and he only acted this way to turn his back against a tree and at the most random moment slam his back into it as hard as he could. If Asherah stayed on him, she would taste tree bark...or so he thought*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

The elf was faking it! No way she could have missed it due to the fact she stopped digging into the leather. As he turned Asherah finally wrenched her feet free from his grasp, Asherah was too late, her teeth met the bark. But not the way he had planned. Spitting out the bark and a hefty amount of blood, her legs wrapped about the tree, and her arms around his waist. And with a loud cry, she attempted to lift him off the ground, and send his head smashing into the very object he'd hope to win with. She was a strong woman, she could do it.
Hopefully.

 

[Xenin]

*Xenin did not expect her to be able to lift him off his feet, but as soon as he was mid air he reacted on pure instinct. There was no was to dodge the tree in time, so he turned his head in a southwestern direction, ensuring that only his upper neck ( and sadly one of his ears) hit the tree. As he hit it Xenin tried to block out the pain, his right ear had taken a lot of damage and now it would not stop ringing for a while. As soon as he manged to control him self Xenin attempted to kick free from Asherah's awkward hold and climb the tree as fast a she could...he had to regoup quickly before she attacked again*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

With the satisfying sound of his skull hitting the tree, Asherah let go of him and quickly dropped to the ground and scurried away. With her eyes darting around, she dove into a small trench and covered her body as much as possible with the dead foliage that littered the ground.

"Jesus Christ." She sneered as she spat out a bit more blood.

But from then on, she stayed quiet, her eyes peeled, her ears listening.

 

[Xenin]

*Xenin reactivated his camouflage up hi in the trees...he wondered what he could do now? His neck was stiff, and his right ear was ringing...And she herself had dissapeared somewhere in the forest floor. There was no safe way to attack once again, so he decided to let her try and hit him again, he removed his camouflage once again and jumped bodly of the tree, landing in front of it he looked around, he was sured he had heard some words, he tried picking up a scent but she was nowhere to be seen..He remained vigilant, he would react at the slightest movement.*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

Flicking her wrist, a small gust of air swept through the leaves giving her enough time and noise to get up and move. Sprinting as the gust continued, her distracting was short lived. When the wind stopped, she stopped dead in her tracks. Unfortunately, she was in the clearing where the elf had first been. Reaching for her right hip once more, she grabbed onto a black handle. Asherah took a step back with her left foot and snapped the black object through the air. It sounded like a whip. And that's just was it was. Letting her arm fall to the side, the whip curled around in a circle before stiffening into a ridged straight variety. Raising her left arm in defense, Asherah panted gently.
It was tiresome.

 

[Xenin]

*Xenin saw her in the clearing, he saw her draw a whip...a weapon and instantly drew to large daggers in his hands, one was white, the other black. Xenin did not give him self away like Asherah, instead he hid amongst the trees and used his unnatorual quickness, to confuse his location as he said these words*

I ... hope ... know .... what ...drawing.... a weapon.... means

* After a bit of changing direction to remain undetected, Xenin caught his breath...for all the stamina he had, he was getting tired of this.*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

Her long ears twitched at the small sounds his feet were making as they pattered on the leaves. Turning her hear slightly from side to side, Asherah held her ground. For being so small, she was a force to reckon with. Her right wrist was relaxed, ready to strike at any moment.

"I six hundred years old hun. I think I know." A soft purr of anticipation echoed about the clearing, her ears tried to detect where he was to come from, and if she could block it.

 

[Xenin]

*600 hundred years old eh? That changed things a great deal, now Xenin had a reason not to understimate the small woman. The elf decided to try an old assasin's technique, he planted a small smoke bomb on his way ( to the right side of his Asherah), afterwards he moved slowly and carefully through the woods leaving no marks and very little noise , afterwards he stopped in a position where he was in the woods behind her. Xenin then activated his camouflage and set off the smoke bomb with a small noiseless remote controller. The smoke bomb would hopefully make her think that he was coming from that way. As most have on as the bomb exploded Xenin dashed on towards her, using his elven speed he managed to go so fast he must have looked like a blurr. As he reached the woman attempted to hit her sides of her neck simoultaneously, if effective this would further disorientate Asherah, leaving Xenin an open opuurtinity for his next attack...if it worked*  

[Abyssal Majesty]

Spooked slightly by the bomb, Asherah leaped forward a bit and shook her head. 'Eh! Focus. Focus! FOCUS!' Veering her to the side, she jumped backwards into a handspring, hopefully up and over him. With a snap of her whip, the long tendril wrapped itself around a branch of a tree, allowing her to swing up to it. By now the smoke was dense, the least she could do to see clearly was wave her hand in front of her face. Asherah was getting tired, and her jaw hurt still from unhappily eating a tree. '<********>  

[Xenin]

*Xenin grew tired of playing cat and mouse with this woman, she boasted of being strong, and someone that should not be understamated. But all the ever did was run. And as it was obvius that she was now in trouble, because of the smoke Xenin decided that he would work to his advantage. As quietly as he could Xenin climbed the tree, doing this grew harder every time because he too was tired. Still the elf had an iron will, he would not lose to his opponent. When he finnaly reached where he thought she was, he closed his eyes to deviate the effect would have on them. Xenin hoped she gave him some sign of where exacrtly she was. She spoke, and without knowing it, saying "******** her away. And so Xenin leapt at her from where he was up to her she hung, attemting top garb at her midsection with his hands and knock her down the tree. If suceeded Xenin would fall with her...but she would be on the bottom, wih meant she would then take the most damage when they landed in cold hard ground of the clearing.*