Hail ladies and lads!
[This topic has been started to point out the visual effect and the stories told behind an actual non- roleplay battle.. since there has ever been discussion between the so called RP-ers and the so called powerlevellers... this story is about the actual cause and effect of reasons of a non-roleplay battle which are pretty common in this realm known as Yliakum. it's also meant to display there is a lot of visual RP going on in an actual non-RP battle.
In this example i will display the things that actually can go on in an actual and visual battle between the so called powerlevellers, duellers and so on, those hard working characters do have a background and a will to thrive, they do have a mind, they do have a conscienceness: i'll do my best to write an RP-considered story! Note: it is only an example]
One brave Dermorian warrior steps forward, he is born in the Warm Woods of Southern Dermoria and raised all his life by the ways of nature among his clan of the finest secluded Dermorian hunters not known to most men (and women), not even by the so called "sophisticated" Dermorians that dwell the Dermorian cities. The larger part of his life consisted of hunting the smaller and larger animals of the land in order to survive. With many decades of hunting experience such as setting traps, and sneaking behind his prey: he is a fine and skilled hunter, and trap setter. 'T is not the only way he is familiar to hunt down prey as he has studied the many books of the Arcane lore... but he'll rely on his fine own crafted swords, as this is agreed upon in this very battle. There will be no magic, only weapons!
As he gazes his opponent up and down, he is caught in the memory of his younger years of the neighbouring enemy clans of the woods not sharing the same beliefs, the sentence :"Thou areth not welcome here" ever running to his mind.... These enemies not understanding the ways of sharing the fruit of the land, and hence attacking his clan.
The words by his deceased father ever standing him by: "My son, thou shallt not make any difference between foul beasts and foul men!"
As he is suddenly pulled out of his memories, his mind is set, and his will clear: "I shall not stand down, I will not fail, nor will I fall, I will live another day!! NO FEAR!!!"
Back from absence of thought and the present, he once again looks his opponent into the eye.. "Thou areth ill-minded, and unjust" quickly goes through his mind as he remembers the words of his foe: "This is our land, we are Kran, ye Dermorian are not wanted here! Ye shall not thrive our lands, and this mine is ours, ours alone!" "We will keep this land to ourselves, thou shallt best leave, or we will make you so!"
Remembering everything he has ever stand for, he ponders of the ways that are just, he is interrupted by a yell: "Thou shallt leave! We will kill ye if ye don't!", which awakens his brutal side, triggered by this unjust command, he is destined and merciless to the opponent that wants his hide! He remembers also brutality only excists in the mind, the heart makes the Dermorian stand there! Thus he ignores the fact he is very determined and brutal, emotionally going berserk facing his unjust foe!
"I will not bow, nor will I fall!" is his reply: "If ever comes a day to die, this is not the day! Today I'll fight!" His enemy making two jumps as to show he is about to slaughter the Dermorian.
The Dermorian replies by two jumps of his own, not to taunt the one that wants him dead, but to show he understands the way of honourable battles, displaying he is ready.
In a split second he is determining what the Kra is gonna do, Kra is going for a full frontal attack commonly known under the strong Krans. Standing still for a brief moment, he remembers every lesson he has learned in his hunting days and life. He decides in that same second to go full frontal on the Kra as well... only to deceive his opponent.
When the two well-learned and experienced warriors closen to each other, the Dermorian shifts his move, surprising the well armoured Kra, he shifts this time to the right, making a sword swing from the side!
The Kra totally surprised, dodges this attack, which leaves the Dermorian puzzled... The Dermorian quickly reminds himself there is no time to be puzzled in a fight to the death and jumps away a few Kra-lengths away from him, crossing his swords to block any surprise attacks!
The two battle titans look at each other, as they both failed a succesfull strike of their finests weapons, quickly going in for the second attack... Kra who is learned in the timing and distance of his attacks, chooses a full-frontal attack again, the Dermorian anticipates and runs towards his enemy, thinking: "I will not bow"
In a full frontal attack while running at his opponents swords, the Dermorian who is also well-known in the precision strike of an attack, jumps away, avoiding a fatal strike! foreseeing the Kra will smythe in a deadly blow!
As the Dermorian thinks of putting some dreadfull arrows into the Kra, he remembers what they agreed upon: "no magic!" He takes some distance from the Kra foe to discover some weaknesses...
The two, who by now have drawn some attention towards them, try to ever comprehend the flaws in their opponents skills, circling around each other to measure each other's strength.. They go for a clash of swords again, realizing their swords are the same strength!
Kra's mind goes: "I will not rest before this outlander leaves my country". Dermorian mind goes "I will not fall!"
Hence they strike! Kra hits the Dermorian full frontal, leaving him half dead with the strike of his perfect swords! The Dermorian is going crazy, questioning the strength of his perfect swords! "What is wrong, this cannot be!" he thinks... he realizes he cannot think too long over what just happened and takes his distance to judge the moves of his foe that wants him dead, the crowd going wild over the first hit!
Swiftly moving and circling, Kra thinks: "He is half dead, MUAHAHAHA"
The Dermorian half dead thinks: "This isn't over yet, today, i will not die!... NO FEAR!!!" and circles behind the Kra to deliver a full strike on Kra's armor, leaving them both half dead!!
Both opponents counting their wounds face each other again, this time more carefully as they have seen each other's strength, both undetermined to die! None of them willing to yield or to stand down... Their intentions still clear as it was decided: Kra wants Dermorian dead as he thinks the Kra mine is Kra's alone, the Dermorian not willing to give up his life or his beliefs of justice and the ways of nature!
Hence they face each other again, this time knowing how swfitly they can both move... Dermorian makes yet another strike, but misses! He is sincerely going wild on the swords he is wielding, as he questions his survival! Kra makes a counter attack with his sharp swords that leaves the Dermorian one breath away from dying...
Dermorian goes into another reminiscence of what his father told him, he takes his distance while doing so... "Son, thou shallt not fear!"
In some trance during the fight, the Dermorian regains his strength and beliefs, and everything he has learned... He runs towards the Kra, one and a half head taller than him, circles behind him and strikes a final blow!
Kra falls down!!!
Justice prevails!
[This was just an example in what things can happen in a non-RP duel and what one of the two can think, since i cannot see what the other one thinks, comments welcome, this was just a display of fights that occur among the so called: "powerlevellers" since i am fed up with the term and displayed here that there is actually a lot going on RP-wise here in these so called: non-RP battles.... note: this example is just an example and i might add... a very short fight]
Announcer of Masters of Move (thank you, hail to the hard-working people out there, you know who you are. i can make a couple of dozens of these stories by the way, based on non-RP facts)
