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    4
    PRE

    The sun is molten red as it heads towards the horizon at the end of another long summer day. Heat bathes the city from the highest roof top garden to the asphalt streets. The air is still and sluggish, mirrored in the desultory traffic and the slow moving pedestrians - content to enjoy the late afternoon and with no particular place to go.

    A lone figure bounces a basketball in a municipal court framed by a leafy park. The trees might need a bit of water and there is graffiti prominently placed on walls nearby, but the basket ball court itself is in good order. Tall buildings loom - close but not directly overhead - and the sounds of the street are muffled. There is only the rhythmic hammer of the bouncing ball and shuffle of the lone figure at play.

    Hector is by himself. Freshly shaved and, apparently, freshly bathed so that usual miasma that surrounds him is gone. In fact, the usual acrid scent of his body odour has been replaced by the artificial scent of deodorant, something that would surprise those who knew him the most. His still wares his summer attire: the baggy shorts, basketball T, worn and ruined sneakers. He has no cap today: instead his unruly hair is tamed under a bandana wrapped about his head, lending him a piratical air.

    For the moment, Hector plays alone.
    Iron Master <<Farsil Luhal>> Cahalith

    Primal Urge: ●●●

  2. #2
    Skye's Avatar
    Striking looks
    (Alluring)
    Presence
    (Calming)
    Dexterity
    (Flawless movement)
    Skye

    Nimbus:
    A flowering of wildflowers accompanied by their scent and the sounds of a calm wind dancing over the sea. The more vulgar the spells, the meaner the magic the stronger the winds, the flowers blooming only to quickly decay and spread the scent of death with them.
    Appearance

    Standing 152.4cm tall, her hair color changing on a regular basis, usually braided but not always.

    Her body seemingly quite petite and small but upon closer inspection so is it unexpectedly sturdy, her left arm well trained with more defining muscles than her right arm.

    Rarely seen without an armguard and archer glove on her left hand.

    Each and every movement always precise, rarely if ever wasting any more effort than needed to achieve her desired result.
    Equipment
    Battle

    +1
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    4
    PRE

    Exploring the city was part of her job, one never knew when it might be a good idea to know it better and if nothing else so learning to navigate a city didn't harm.

    The summer heat having made her choose to be out in her MMA outfit, that was both easier to move in and not so damn hot hence being a far nicer choice this time of the year besides it made it easier for her to jog around as well.
    Her waterskin strapped around her like always, she did not like going outside without it after all.

    It was then that she heard the sound of a ball, something to break the endless sea of the city noises she had started to take for the norm. Walking towards the sound to watch the man for a bit, he was clearly older than her and seemed rather odd but then again most people would find her odd as well.

    Standing just at the edge of the court as she yells towards him.
    "Hi there, are you waiting for some friends or would you be interested in playing some one on one?"
    To perhaps his surprise so was the air around her filled with calmness, not seeming to react to either the difference in their age nor his appearance at all or she just had no knowledge of being careful of strangers who knew.

  3. #3
    Ram's Avatar

    Attribute (Strength)
    (Barrel Chested)
    Merit (Arcadian Body:Str)
    (Huge Arms)
    Attribute (Dexterity)
    (Bull in a China shop)
    New ID (Andrew Sarcacious)
    Mantle (Summer)
    (+1 Athletics, Sounds of Battle)
    Ram

    Mask
    Six foot, barrel chested, and didn't skip leg day. Ram is a muscle bound behemoth. His face and body are scarred from numerous injuries and his movements look stilted with pain occasionally. Still, his craggy face does soften occasionally.

    Mien
    Ram looks like he could knuckle walk if he wanted. His arms and chest are enormous. More akin to a gorilla than human. His skin is an amalgamation of stony hide with fire cracks running through it and pieces of Fey machinery grafted at the joints. Segmented pieces of metal are bolted to run down his spine legs. Wood covers his skull with willow leaves providing hair, while curved bone horns sprout from the foliage.

    (Harden Mask)Glamour 1 Spent
    2
    PRE

    Ram had been taking a break in the park, using the shade of the trees to escape at least some of the Californian heat before it dropped off with the sun into the chill of night. The sound of bouncing had broken through his thoughts and annoyed him at first. After trying to ignore it for a while, the ogre finally gave up and had packed up to head elsewhere before he thought better of it. It had been a while since he'd been able to workout and he could use a chance to work off some stress.

    Backpack over his shoulder, he headed towards the sound and saw two people hanging out at the court.

    Swallowing some of his social anxiety he raised his hand in a wave "Hey, you guys having a pick up game or something?"
    Render | Strength 6 | Mantle 1 Distant sounds of battle

  4. #4
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    PRE

    Hector comes to a stop after attempting one last hoop. He fails, the ball bouncing heavily off the backboard and dropping to the ground like an oversize fruit from a tree. He switches to an economy of movement as he retrieves his ball, looking the pink haired woman over, his head tilted toward an odd - almost animalistic - angle.

    His nostrils flare as suppressed stress bursts from him. This woman possessed an unusually calming presence.

    "Well. Yeah. Sure. I guess..." His mouth burst into an awfully large grin of broken teeth.

    He was about to toss the ball to Skye when he noticed the big, barrel chested, man make his approach.

    "Yeah. Sure. Its something to do, right?"

    His awful grin transformed into something more sly - like that of a sly fox.

    "Call me Hector. Who would you be?"

    He addressed them both LadySin Scourge
    Iron Master <<Farsil Luhal>> Cahalith

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  5. #5
    Skye's Avatar
    Striking looks
    (Alluring)
    Presence
    (Calming)
    Dexterity
    (Flawless movement)
    Skye

    Nimbus:
    A flowering of wildflowers accompanied by their scent and the sounds of a calm wind dancing over the sea. The more vulgar the spells, the meaner the magic the stronger the winds, the flowers blooming only to quickly decay and spread the scent of death with them.
    Appearance

    Standing 152.4cm tall, her hair color changing on a regular basis, usually braided but not always.

    Her body seemingly quite petite and small but upon closer inspection so is it unexpectedly sturdy, her left arm well trained with more defining muscles than her right arm.

    Rarely seen without an armguard and archer glove on her left hand.

    Each and every movement always precise, rarely if ever wasting any more effort than needed to achieve her desired result.
    Equipment
    Battle

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Looking towards the new fella whistling a bit as she saw him.
    "Whoa you're one tall fella heh." Smiling a bit as she compares them both roughly one feet of difference in their sizes it seems not to mention the pure width as well but then again she would most likely not fight him so that was nothing to really be concerned about.

    Noticing the mans teeth, not really wanting to ask what had driven him to a lifestyle where he could have gotten such injuries and no chance to fix em, his movements talking a bit of how he was either an odd fella or just one that had been forced to survive on his own far to much but that was his deal and not something she felt the need to get into.
    "Sounds good with me, I do not know how to play a fair game on three though then again this ain't my strongest sport so if either of you know go ahead and explain that to me."

    Walking into the court and starting to stretch her calm demeanor still with her.
    "I am Skye nice to meet you Hector and you to." Her look shifting over to Ram still not sure what to call him.

  6. #6
    Ram's Avatar

    Attribute (Strength)
    (Barrel Chested)
    Merit (Arcadian Body:Str)
    (Huge Arms)
    Attribute (Dexterity)
    (Bull in a China shop)
    New ID (Andrew Sarcacious)
    Mantle (Summer)
    (+1 Athletics, Sounds of Battle)
    Ram

    Mask
    Six foot, barrel chested, and didn't skip leg day. Ram is a muscle bound behemoth. His face and body are scarred from numerous injuries and his movements look stilted with pain occasionally. Still, his craggy face does soften occasionally.

    Mien
    Ram looks like he could knuckle walk if he wanted. His arms and chest are enormous. More akin to a gorilla than human. His skin is an amalgamation of stony hide with fire cracks running through it and pieces of Fey machinery grafted at the joints. Segmented pieces of metal are bolted to run down his spine legs. Wood covers his skull with willow leaves providing hair, while curved bone horns sprout from the foliage.

    2
    PRE

    “Yeah, exercise,” he agreed with Hector. Not the Ogre’s game per say but it would do.

    “I’m Ram,” he said as he took off his jacket and placed it and his backpack on the ground. He chuckled slightly at Skye’s comment “And yeah, I’m big.” And while the magnitude difference was obvious, as he sized her up he noticed the bow. And her left arm. Her flawless grace. An archer. He couldn’t help but frown a bit. Memories of flaming arrows sticking into his skin.

    He seemed to come back from a distance as he forced himself to smile again.

    “Way I’ve played it, you get the ball then try to get to the far basket. Relative to where you are when you get it.” Or was he thinking soccer? He wasn’t sure. In truth, so long as he was moving, then that’s all you really needed in a pick up game. Ram wasn't planning to keep score.
    Render | Strength 6 | Mantle 1 Distant sounds of battle

  7. #7
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    "Skye. Nice name."

    Hector had turned slightly to better size up Ram.

    "And Ram. Yeah, thats about right. Whoever can get the ball is... it... and then you try to get it into a basket ball hoop. It is really three against three, unless someone else turns up and then we'll split into pairs. Or something. Score doesn't mean anything. This is all joy of movement and competing with each other over a ball."

    The rangy man noted how Ram seemed to go distant for an instant, but said nothing.

    He waited.

    "So lets play..."

    And tossed the ball into the air. He dropped low, scrabbling to take up precious space around where he anticipated the ball would drop.

    2 successes


    Thank you for your patience

    Essentially, our characters would play against each other.

    I propose that we roll each 'turn' and whoever gets the highest gains control of the ball.

    If you can go two 'turns' with the highest dice roll / score ( so, two consecutive turns) your character gets the ball in the hoop.

    Narrate what your character is trying to do in each post.

    This is for fun, no one has to win or loose.
    Iron Master <<Farsil Luhal>> Cahalith

    Primal Urge: ●●●

  8. #8
    Skye's Avatar
    Striking looks
    (Alluring)
    Presence
    (Calming)
    Dexterity
    (Flawless movement)
    Skye

    Nimbus:
    A flowering of wildflowers accompanied by their scent and the sounds of a calm wind dancing over the sea. The more vulgar the spells, the meaner the magic the stronger the winds, the flowers blooming only to quickly decay and spread the scent of death with them.
    Appearance

    Standing 152.4cm tall, her hair color changing on a regular basis, usually braided but not always.

    Her body seemingly quite petite and small but upon closer inspection so is it unexpectedly sturdy, her left arm well trained with more defining muscles than her right arm.

    Rarely seen without an armguard and archer glove on her left hand.

    Each and every movement always precise, rarely if ever wasting any more effort than needed to achieve her desired result.
    Equipment
    Battle

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Her stretching done, taking of her arm guard and glove to really be able to use the full mobility of her arm. Placing them away safely as she bends her body backwards as far as she can go before getting up to the court shaking her body a bit as a final ease up before the game starts.
    "Hiya Ram let's have a good match."That was one unexpected nickname but then again who was she to say anything about that.

    Her eyes watching Hector as she calms herself before the play is about to begin.
    "Thanks I rather enjoy it myself, nature connected without being to hippy or on the nose and you do not meet all to many with the name at least I haven't."

    Letting Ram take his time she was not in a rush, nodding towards the rules set.
    "Sounds good to me, these muscles are always happy to gain some exercise."

    Watching how the ball goes up in the air, looking at both of her opponents, taking a quick breath as she gives over to her body letting it guide her on how to act. Her eyes following the ball, waiting for just the right moment to jump, bounce it down for herself to catch, twirl around the two of them if need be and go for the basket.
    4 successes

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    Ram's Avatar

    Attribute (Strength)
    (Barrel Chested)
    Merit (Arcadian Body:Str)
    (Huge Arms)
    Attribute (Dexterity)
    (Bull in a China shop)
    New ID (Andrew Sarcacious)
    Mantle (Summer)
    (+1 Athletics, Sounds of Battle)
    Ram

    Mask
    Six foot, barrel chested, and didn't skip leg day. Ram is a muscle bound behemoth. His face and body are scarred from numerous injuries and his movements look stilted with pain occasionally. Still, his craggy face does soften occasionally.

    Mien
    Ram looks like he could knuckle walk if he wanted. His arms and chest are enormous. More akin to a gorilla than human. His skin is an amalgamation of stony hide with fire cracks running through it and pieces of Fey machinery grafted at the joints. Segmented pieces of metal are bolted to run down his spine legs. Wood covers his skull with willow leaves providing hair, while curved bone horns sprout from the foliage.

    2
    PRE

    The ball goes up into the air and the manic sawtoothed man tries to cover as much space as possible. However, while he scrabbled, Ram simply plowed in with the expectation that people would (needed) to move. And planting himself where the ball was falling towards.

    4 successes
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    Hector's Avatar
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    Hector had completely miscalculated as he went low... and his opponents went high.
    Ram , towering and powerful, simply planted himself where the ball would fall. The barrel chested man's huge presence simply took up space, denying Hector vital position. The ball dropped neatly into his waiting hands.
    Skye simply appeared to dance. The alluring woman simply flowed between the two men, and - seemingly lighter than air - simply plucked the ball from Ram's grasp. She drifted around the big guy and skipped over Hector, her feet appearing to barely touch the ground all as she bounded toward's the waiting hoop.

    Hector's mouth dropped.

    Snarling, he burst after the young woman. His limbs flailed as he attempted to distract and block the woman before she reached the hoop.

    He was happy.

    4 successes


    Awesome start!

    The round ends with a tie. Success goes to Skye who has the higher dexterity. She has the ball and is heading to the hoop!
    Iron Master <<Farsil Luhal>> Cahalith

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