OOC: I need to ask, Can I use Ryokiden?

IC: Worru lifted his sword, "Woah! Berserkers, ain't they?" He had never faught against guys like these.

OOC: This reminds me of the Black Axe gang from Kung Fu Hustle.

IC: Orpheous did his best to avoid the longsword and the axe, but a couple of blows hit hard. He fought back well with his pool que, attempt to hit his opponents where ever he could. Bret wielding his sword, and Alexander wielding his staff stood there ground, in a good stance. Bou hacked at the people who had dared attack his friend, Orpheous. Simon grabbed the galley oar during the choas and went to Rugger's side.

OOC: My first battle since HA1, lets see if I have not lost my touch, BTW ZV, love the "wanker" part

IC: Facing the Goron with his left side showing and his knees slightly bent, sword in right hand, Rugger simply smirked at the Goron as he approached

"Wanker? my friend, you obviously do not know who I am...but I promise you after today you WILL know who I am".

As the giant brought down his mallet, the Dragoon timed himself and attempts to roll to his right to avoid the weapon. Quickly rebounding himself, he slashes upward at the Goron's side up to his shoulder, drawing first blood and hopefully weaking the giant Goron's strength. After which, the lone Dragoon scans the area quickly attempting to see what is happening and if anyone of his comrades are in danger or outnumbered. Seeing that things look to be in their favor, Rugger twirls his sword again and prepares for the wrath that the Goron will attempt to incur on the Dragoon.

ooc: Thanks ZV, guess who this is? This is Shikamaru! YAY! and yes, I have a bit of experience, thanks.

ic: Saber threw an arm up against his eyes as the smoke bombs went off for protection, crouching into a firm stance. Lowering his arm, he saw the two kidnappers try to escape, and he launched into action. He brought the sheath down onto the head of one, and the other was soon halted as Saber grabbed on to the nape of his neck. He brought him around and glared at him for a second, then knocked him out with the hilt of his saber and catching the hostage. Walking over to the other senseless troublemaker, he helped that hostage up. "Try and stay out of the way, no use getting you hurt." He looked back over hs shoulder just in time to see a friend--Rugger--wound the goron. "Guess we'll have bloodshed after all...oh well..at least I know which side I'm on now."

Alpha shields his face as the smoke bombs explode right in front of him. 'Dang, wasn't expecting something like that! How could I be such an idiot?!' As his mind finishes berating itself, his sense snap into focus again and he realizes that the two waiters he had been shielding have somehow become hostages. Now that is truly something worth scolding himself over, but for now he knows that he can't afford to waste any more time.

Quickly scanning over the area, Alpha takes in all the details of the fight that he can. Rugger Cole is facing off against the Goron leader, one is blown outside by Darkin, two are taken care of by some new guy that has just wondered in seemingly from nowhere, and the last two are facing the men with those two that had been with Sovelis. 'Gotta get their names after all this,' Alpha thinks, a serious expression coming over his features. 'It's so much easier to refer to people by names; I hate calling somebody 'the guy next to that friend of the guy I saw with that girl last month'. So annoying and useless.'

Regardless, his strategy of attack is already thought up, and now he must simply analyze the enemy to see which path to choose for his onslaught. 'Two Gorons . . . one Human . . . one Sheikah . . . two Hylians . . . let's see then. No, not that one . . . that won't work either . . . and not that . . . okay, but any of the other three should work fine. Let's try . . .' A grin. He's chosen his method.

Alpha quickly reaches into his cape, withdrawing a small bag he has hanging at his belt. During the time Master Zaris had still been around and training him, the Sheikah master had taught him much more about focusing his magical essence to get the results he desired, and this situation looked like the perfect opportunity to practice a technique that is long-overdue for use.

Crossing his right arm over to his left side, he holds out two fingers, then looks to the floor. Swiftly sliding his fingers across the floor beneath him, he hurls the bag of Magic Powder in his left hand straight into the ground. It ruptures on impact, spraying a fine dust all over the region where the Sheikah stands, and his right palm comes back around to smash right into the center of it. No one else can see the magic circle that has somehow appeared where the bag hit, but his palm connects with it easily.

"Elemental Explosion!" he cries out, his voice traveling over the din of the ongoing battle. His right hand raises upward, and as it does so a sphere of azure energy follows it upward. It floats an inch below his right, and the Sheikah places his left an inch below that. "Water!" A sudden blue sheen appears around his sphere as it pulls in any and all moisture in the surrounding area - whether it be from sink, drinks, the fighters' sweat, or even the air itself. In a spiraling motion the liquid element condenses into the magical sphere . . . and then he unleashes it.

Six cyclones of water emerge from the sphere in the images of Sea Serpents, gushing outward and through the air, each a good six feet in diameter and each with its own target. The tendrils snake around any allies of their master and head to their goals, smashing into any unfortunate enough to be unable to dodge with the strength and speed of a roaring waterfall. Alpha, his face still covered as always by his hood, grins as through the magic he feels bodies snap, bones crack, and spirits break.

Having succeeded in knocking down a few, the six arms of water contract, stopping when they reach only about ten feet in length, after which they float around Alpha's still form. His eyes dart up, with the smile now absent from his face. "Who wants another go against me?" he challenges.

The Goron fell back in pain, as he glanced around the room. His men had been demolished. Bodies strewn across the room, the Goron dropped his mallet, and darted for the exit! Pulling into a Goron tuck, he rolled with great speet right out the exit, and along the grassy area of the trees, which bordered the sand. Dogura shot past the group like a bullet, speeding right up beside the goron! My sword won't pierce that hide of his... I have to stop him! He thougt quickly, which was another good quality of the samurai. Speeding up, Dogura held his sword out beside him, and took a small leap cutting through the trunk of a tree. The tree fell right in front of the speeding Goron, stopping him dead in his tracks. The Goron had passed out cold...


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Back at the Cafe, the men were stacked on top of eachother. The leader, who was positioned alongside his men awoke for a split second. "Just my luck the place was fulla warriors..." He at that moment lost conciousness again, and fell back into the heap of men. A goron in an aprin came out of the kitchen, and looked around at the mess. "My Cafe... My beautiful Cafe!" He cried, taking in all of the damage caused. Darkin bowed to the Goron, who was obviously the manager of the establishment. "I will pay whatever the cost may be..." Dogura gave Darkin a surprised look. The both of them knew that they didn't have any money. The Manager inspected the damage, and then looked down at the men. "Its a pity... I almost feel ashamed to be a Goron because of people like them..." The Goron then looked up, and sternly spoke to the group, "You've caused quite a bit of trouble here! The cost of all of this should ammount up to 800 rupees!" Darkin turned pale, that is until the Sheikah waitress, and a the Deku waiter appeared.

"Mr.Darmyne, its not their fault!" The Deku cried out, trying desperately to be heard. Thats when the Sheikah waitress chimed in. "Those men in jackets caused trouble, and these men saved Jesse and I!" The Deku looked around in confusion. "Where is Jesse?" The Zora appeared in the doorway, and looked down at the men. "Sorry to worry you. I was looking around to make sure everything was alright. Aside from that, these men are heros!" The Goron manager stared at the men gathered before him. "So I see..." He said, rubbing his chin. "Very well!" He grinned. "Any of you, come by any time at all for a free meal!" He said with a large voice. Darkin's eyes widened, as did the Samurai's. At that very moment, the Sheikah waitress came up behind Darkin. "We still up for lunch next thursday?" Darkin couldn't seem to speak, so he just nodded, and smiled. "See you around." She chuckled, as she dissapeared into the kitchen. "I will remember you warriors! You're always welcomed here, for free!" The Goron dissapeared into the kitchen, and then poked his head back out. "But next time, keep the repairs cheap."

OOC: This was mainly so you guys don't have to pay anymore. You're all free!

ooc: Sweetness. who wants to have a drinking contest?

ic:Saber buckled his sword back onto his belt, rubbing his hands together. "All in a day's work! Now then, I think I know where I'll be basing my operations around from now on...Free meals...perfect for a mercenary like me! Now then, anyone up for a post-fight dinner? It's on me!"

The Dragoon was still busy catching his breath, but the whole ordeal caught him off guard. 'Figures nothing but bragarts with nothing to show for it, yet I promised them a show, and I never let down on my promises'.

Rugger then shelthed his sword not caring about the blood that drapped his weapon and began to make his way towards the exit, looking to continue this battle, alone if he had to, with the group. His reputation was still on the line of leaving no survivors and the Dragoon would be damned if he let those insolent bastards walk around again.

Saber called after Rugger, confused.

"Hey, where are you going? Aren't you going to relax and eat with us? A warrior needs to keep his strength up after all."

The Dragoon burst through the door with a fury of a thousand men, bent on finishing the job if he had to do it alone. However, as he emerged he saw no signs of the cowardly gang and he even dropped to the ground to attempt to sense where they were going...nothing. He stood up, and looked down. Rugger stood still for minutes before uttering a deafening scream. In the process he picked up a stone and throw it into the nearby woods, shattering one tree.

He stood there, breathing heavy, eyes bloodshot and hands wanting vengence. He uttered one last blood curling scream that would shake the heavens. He then closed his eyes and his breathing started to slow down. His mind raced faster then the speed of light and in a sudden flash, he open his eyes, perfectly calm and blue like the ocean. He walked back into the tavern and inspected the damage caused by the rucus.

Rugger made his way over to Saber and place his hand on the man's shoulder.

"How are you my friend, I did not notice you in the frey. I am pleased that you are unharmed. What brings you out here?"

Saber stare open-mouthed as Rugger charged outside. He heard a piercing scream, and then a crack like a tree being smashed. When Rugger came back in, acting like nothing had happened, Saber decided to dismiss it. Whowas he to judge someone who was so much more experienced, who had been through so much more than he?

Saber smiled and thumped Rugger on the back. "Good to see you made it out okay as well. Well, originally I was out here to hunt down some bandits, you can see how well that little walk went." He said dejectedly, pointing out his sandy hair. "I stopped by here to recuperate, and then this little scrap started. Still need to hunt down those bandits, but having my fill for free is going to be a real benefit on this trip. So why are you here?"

The Dragoon laughed heartly and slapped the Saber on the back before pulling an upturned chair and setting it down and placing himself in it. Rugger then looked around before continuing the conversation.

"Trust me my friend, those bastards will get what comes to them, and if it is not from my spear it will be from the noose around their yellow necks. I came here to grab a meal and maybe gather information. I am looking for a Zoran. A evil Zoran by the name of Wyndisis. However, my investigations have lend me for naught as of now."

Saber sat as well, folding his hands together and resting his chin on them.

"Wyndisis...Wyndisis...I think I may have heard of him before...quite a pain, isn't he? Do you have any clue on where he may be?"

Rugger fiddled with a paper cooster before grabbing it and crumbling it in his fist and throwing it behind the bar. His anger and frustration showing.

"No, not a damn thing yet, but with every stone I turn I feel I am a step closer to finding that damned Zoran."

Saber watched the paper ball fall slowly down and then bounce a short ways across the floor. This Wyndisis...what had he done to create this hatred in Rugger?This was just like...well, like the bandit troupe to him.

"Well...seeing as how he's Zoran...maybe we should go check out that lake northwest of here..."