"How do you know about me?" he says as he swing both his arm-blade and Tempest Blade at his foe.
OoC: Sorry alpha... won't happen agian. i was asuming, and i asumed right!!!

Rose stands there, stunned for two reasons. One, she was called Lady Rose Hillmound; she hadn't been called Lady Rose Hillmound for a long time. Two, this man knew that she was a general. No, that's ridiculous. He can't have known. She never saw this man before.

But that was it. She never saw this man until now. That didn't mean he didn't see her. So he knew what everyone was going to do. That mean they would have to do something unexpected. But what could Rose do that this man can't know about? She racked her brain, looking for something that could give her an upperhand.

Her sword, useless. Her bow, useless. Her ability to shapeshift, useless. Unless....He was human after all. And they were not common. There might be a chance. A small chance, but a chance nonetheless. The only questions were have Hyrule heard of them? Could she control it so her friends and fellow fighters were unaffected?

Ever since she had escaped the Hakiems, Rose had been taking chances. Stupid chances that have almost gotten her and those closest to her caught. Her thoughts turns toward the Golden Three once again. Goddesses, please let this work, she thinks.

Then Rose rises into the air. Her hair grows longer, her eyes grow bloodred, and her skin begins to sag. Her jerkin and pants turn into a long, ragged dress. Her boots into slippers. She has turned into an omen of death, a banshee. She opens her mouth and lets lose an earthshaking scream. Hopefully, the assassin will feel fear and stay rooted to the spot while her allies seize the opportunity to attack.

Sovelis turns and looks at rose in horor. " What the..." he says.

The Assassin laughs as he calmly dodges each swipe of Sovelis' swords, moving back and forth with a grace that makes it look more like he is dancing. Twisting and turning beneath the balls of the sun, he finally tires of allowing calm to pervade the landscape and reaches forward, gripping the Tempest Sword in between two fingers. "I know quite a bit about each and every one of you, Sovelis. You have all been prospects in announcing my return to the world, and I promise you this: your corpses will send the message perfectly."

That's when the banshee's shriek hits him. This was most unexpected.

Clutching at where his ears lie, the Assassin struggles out of the line of the blast of sound. "What in the name of Din...is that!?!" he screams, though the sound is drowned out by Rose. Finally, he manages to look up and see what it is that is causing this dreaded howl. A fiery glare fills his eyes as anger flows through him. "You will regret that, General Hillmound. That I am most sure of."

Turning in a flash, he bypasses the charging Shada's twin daggers and forces his staff right into the Sheikah's stomach. Glancing at Yukie coming from the left, he brings his leg around and sends the Deku reeling with a mighty kick. Koura's attack is similarly stopped as he punches past her scimitars and smashes his fist straight into her face.

Turning back to Rose, he launches his fist into the sand, sending up a gigantic spray of the stuff deserts are made of. The banshee's shriek quickly blows it away...but when it has been dispersed, the Assassin is nowhere to be seen. Reappearing directly behind her, he brings his staff down, aiming straight for her head.

" You don't know anything about me..." Sovelis says as he pulls off his arm and transforms into his Darkfire form. He stood up, body made of other worldly fire. "wanna try me now?" he says as he picks up the Tempet blade and starts to move with a speed of someone without a solid body...

Dogura noticed Rose, and wondered what others were wondering. He of course new that she was the chosen shape shifter. He prayed blessing on her trip, and turneed his attention to the asassin. Due to the recent display of poor skills, the asassin would be no where near prepared for what the vagabond was about to do.

In a fast, liquid like motion, Dogura unsheathed his blade, and dashed around the enemy. He dove into the asassin's mind, and manipulated his optic nerve. Now, he would be seeing multiple samurais, rather than one, however, there being only one real one. One of the four clones dashed at the man, intentionally missing, rather creating a distraction for two other clones to box him in, and scare him into leaping into the air. However, if the plan flowed smooth, and the asassin jumped out of Danger. A Samurai would already be in the air to intercept a mistaken dodge...

OOC: Man I've fallen in love with that trick. Also, this isnt the only asassin this move has been used on. It can only be used in RP battles. Also, i could have made this a bit more descriptive, but Ive procrastinated my Homework long enough.

Darkfire Sovelis slashes at the assassin he was facing." Didn't know about this. Did ya?" he says with malice filling his voice because of the demonic energy filling him...

OOC: Yeah, Alpha and I are creating a club for that, ZV.

IC:
Rose stops screaming instantly when the assassin punched up the sand. Then she felt the staff make contact with her head. The shock sends her back to her original form and she fell face first into the sand. She kept on laying there, stunned. There must be something that can be done to defeat this man. There had to be a weakness.

Pushing aside the thoughts of the man's weaknesses, Rose begins to think about other forms to take. But none come to mind, or at least any that can help her.

In one last desperate attempt, she began to wonder about faeries. Would faeries distract the man enough? She doubted it; the wailing of a banshee failed to do that. "I give up," she mutters to the sand.

So this is how a general of the Tarm Army leaves this world? By giving up?

There is nothing I can do.

Faeries have pets that no mortal man can face and live to tell the tale.

That was the anwer?

Of course it was. No mortal man could escape them. This man had to be mortal.

Rose began to change again. This time, she is a dog, but she is not an ordinary dog. She had dark green fur, and her long tail is coiled on her back. She is also quite large, the size of a two year old cow. She had turned into a cir sith, a faerie dog.

Rose ran around the arena, constantly keeping an eye on the masked assassin. She lets out three barks. On the third bark, she lunges towards the man, aiming for the throat.

OOC: Heh heh, I love Celtic mythological creatures.

OOC: Yeah, you're welcome to join us, ZV. Lol.

IC:
"Oh, foolish Sovelis...you're making my day today." He reaches up with speed easily matching the Darkfire being and grabs onto the Tempest Blade. This time he does not stop it but rather uses its momentum to swing him up and away from the Tempest. "If you've used a form before, I know of it. My connections run deep, and my knowledge runs deeper."

Landing firmly on his feet, he suddenly senses that something - or rather, someone - has started to influence his mind. Closing his eyes, he is happy to note that the man in question - Dogura, if he recalls his information about fighting tricks correctly - has only affected his eyesight. He leaps upward just as the Sheikah had intended for him to do, but a full second later than he would have had he trusted his sight alone. As it is, he is in the perfect position to thrust his staff straight into the man's stomach.

As he once again lands, he hears a bark. 'Oh no...' he thinks. He doesn't recognize the bark as a maneuver used by any of the adventurers in their previous struggles, which leads him to conclude that Rose has transformed into another rather strange creature. On the second bark, his eyes confirm this as he gazes at the cir sith in bewilderment. "Never seen something like that before," he comments just before his fist smashes into the sand again, sending up a cloud yet again.

He obviously does not like it when things that are not expected occur. But he has plenty of ways of making sure he gets used to expecting them.

So he knows about anything have done before, that means I'll hav to use a different form...Sovelis thinks as hi body becomes a fomation of crystal. CAN YOU SEE THIS? I HAVE NEVER USED THIS FORM BEFORE> IT IS A LVL 3 FORM,THE ONE AFTER MY NORMAL BODY.... Sovel says. Th demon has taken control of the Tempest body agian. his hands are crystal blades and his had is a single diamond. the crystal is all black that glows a dark purple.

OoC: Cryslal form sacrofices speed for power and defence,

Blank glances about at all the form-changing going on. He sighs glumly, wondering why he didn't have the ability to morph like that. Of course, he determined that those types of powers were unwanted by men of his status. "Why would anyone want to transform themselves like that" he wondered aloud, moving over to Raven. He stifled a short laugh. "Sure hope you can't do these... weird things. We just might be the only normal people alive."

The nomad had no desire to attack this assassin anymore. With the manner in which he was so insightful towards the pasts and presents of the adventurers facing off against him, Blank could only imagine the wealth of secrets harbored by the mysterious mercenary. The last thing he wanted was a jibe directed at him, such as "Blank Fireside, you are as stupid as a Moblin, and twice as clumsy," indicating his early roots. These tidbits of information were classified.

And so he waited until his time.

But not for long. Standing about watching others take the "glory" of the battle was not something Blank was prepared to do, so he edged his way towards the assassin with both swords held ready to slash, slice, maim and otherwise mangle their target. With a cheerful "Huzzah!", he cut through the hot desert air, jabbing both swords at the same general target - the enemy's legs. The excessive agility of the hired killer could not be striking the adventurers present with the greatest sense of confidence. His speed seemed almost undermining.

Rose stops as soon as the sand rises. In her mind she swears, but she quickly takes this turn of events to her advantage. As the sand clears, Rose is back to her human form. But something is still different. If the men in the area haven't thought of her as beautiful, they certainly would now. Her skin is smoother, and it would be hard to believe that it had gone through years in the army. Her hair flows freely behind her, and not a speck of sand is anywhere on her, suggesting that she can never become dirty. Her eyes became a deep green, and it matches the long dress she is wearing. The dress has a very low neckline; had families been around, mothers would've undoubtly covered their children's eyes when they saw how low the neckline is. Her body is perfectly curved (OOC: Although in my mind's eye, Rose's body was perfect the way it was. ). Rose begins to walk towards the assassin, swaying as she does so.

Dogura fell to the sand, unable to utter a word. The attack wasnt powerful, but it still, it caught him off guard. He got back to his feet, a little shocked at the mans power. He decided to find the source of his power, and how, it could be overcome. Peircing the demon's mind, he traced over all data. It was apparent that the Man could feel his mind being read, but he hadnt a choise.

OOC: And you were speaking of the procrastination club? Im in. lol! I finished it fast, but I prefer to do it on the bus ride to school whenever possible XD. But, I have to go to bed. Later guys.

"Believe me Blank, most of this states are more of a curse to us" Alex said gasping, he lowered his head so it would be covered by shadows, he then said in a lower tone "The best we can do is to get the best of them..." a little gust of sand starts to form around his body, the wind starts to blow faster. Though maybe it was only an illusion, the sky got darker, and Alex raised his head; he was no longer himself, entirely, his eyes now were irradiating a supernatural light. His voice penetrated the hearts of everyone around as a spear, those weak of mind could have gone unconscious.
"THOSE WHO TAKE LIVES DO NOT DESERVE ONE" Alex was long gone by then "NOW YOU'LL FACE THE RAGE OF A THOUSAND ZORAN HEROES!!"
He began walking towards the assassin, every step he took left no track in the ground, his daggers were glowing with the same light his eyes were. He was ready to unleash his fury; and he did...
As fast as the lightning, he zoomed across the distance between him and the assassin, the slashes rained like the tears of the goddesses, for every slash he unleashed, some sparks flew out of his hands, doing so more often at every attack...
OOC: No, I did not copy this from Avatar, I gave Alex this ability long ago but just used it in certain situations, so don't call me a copycat

The Assassin eyes Sovelis, or rather, Sovel's new form, then shakes his head in disgust as he turns away. "Power does you no good if you can't hit your target, a basic law of fighting. You're too slow now - not that you could hit me before."

Disappointed by Sovelis' poor judgment, he almost leaps up too late to avoid Blank's attack. "Wise choice, Nomad, but not fast enough!" he cries out as he twists in midair so that his floating form exists directly above Blank. His fist slams down towards Blank's back, intending to throw him into the sand just like the last time he had charged.

Landing again, he dashes away from the area where the people seem to be congregating, primarily because that's the area he's been occupying for some time. At the edge of the area, he spots Rose's new form. "Oh my...you have got to be kidding me. Normally I would describe that as the most pathetic idea I've ever had a foe throw my way. Problem is, you aren't the first to try it.

"But if that's all you have, then you aren't worth my time like I believed." That was something unexpected as well: he had believed that such noteworthy adventurers would be able to think up some sort of plan to defeat him. Well, it was better that he not get the challenge he expected than get the challenge he had not expected.

But Rose is not the only one trying to influence his mind, of that he abruptly is certain. "Dogura..." Anger fills his tone of hatred at the very thought of the Vagabond attempting to break into his body. He reaches beneath his cape and withdraws a metal object, which he quickly snaps onto his left gauntlet. Aiming it at Dogura, he fires out a long chain that reaches out and wraps around his body. A sudden electric current flows straight through it and into the Vagabond's body before he has time to react.

The Assassin rubs his forehead as he determines that none of the secrets in his mind had been picked away. His mental defenses had held off Dogura's mental strike well enough. He had heard that the Vagabond's mental probes were strong, but experiencing it gave him a whole new depth of understanding. It had been most unexpected.

The Zora's rage catches his eye, and the Assassin's eye glows as the Zora spirits take over. As he had expected would eventually happen. As Alex approaches, he grips his staff even firmer in anticipation of the oncoming challenge. And what a challenge it is, as he expected. Glowing daggers flying in from every direction, it is all the Assassin can do to continue bringing up the staff to block each blow before it can break through. And even then, he begins to lose ground.

Then he sees them: the sparks. Unexpected. A smile creeps onto the face beneath the mask. Expected, considering the circumstances. The next thing that happens is indeed expected by him, but could never be anticipated by his foes. The staff's two rods sections also begin to glow, turning a brilliant light blue with each spark that strikes against it. "You've done it!" the Assassin shouts happily, even as the Zoran heroes continue their deadly assault. "At long last, it has been reborn:

"The Staff Brenyuu!"

The staff barely manages to knick Alex's arm as it blocks, but it might as well have transformed the Zora into a living lightning rod. Electricity pours into him, drowning him in the cascading sparks. The Assassin disengages and leaps back to watch the fireworks, as well as to examine Brenyuu. "Absolutely incredible...to think that you were able to utilize this staff to its fullest at will...Yuenbri, you would indeed be glad to see this day," he says softly.