Koura leads the way south back towards her cave, where both Alpha and Calla are awaiting the medicine. Going in as straight a line as possible, with the tall structure of the Exiles' base in the distance, the group continues onward. Then something unexpected happens.

Seemingly out of nowhere appears a tall figure. A long black cape flows along the wind's currents, shielding the majority of his body from sight. What the cape does not cover is revealed to be a long black shirt with gauntlets the color of the night sky and black pants. A hood shrouds his hair, but as if that didn't block enough sunlight a black mask with a visor in the shape of a 'T' covers his facial features entirely.

"The exiled Gerudo, Koura, I believe," he calls out to those approaching, in a voice both calm and firm. Reaching behind his back, he pulls out what appears to be a handle; whether it is the gripping point of a broken staff or the hilt of a shattered sword cannot be determined, primarily by the way it is almost entirely covered by his gloved right hand. "I have been sent here by the leaders of Parapa to capture you, on the account of you breaking the law of your exile-ship."

Without warning two poles shoot out from both sides of the handle, creating a six-foot long staff. How those poles were hidden within the handle can only be attributed to magic; this is obviously no ordinary weapon. Though you cannot see his face behind the mask, you're certain he is smiling. "Give me all you've got."

Now you face...the Assassin.

OOC: Yeah, you guys get a fight now. And since I'm getting sick of hosting so many stat-based fights, I've decided it's finally time for a good old fashioned RP fight! Role-play away!

Also, I'll be bringing in the participants of FoG V to help you with this. Just to even things out a little.

'Hey you're copying my look.' Raven tells the Masked Man. 'Well, apart from the guantlets and the that, strange mask thing, you got covering your face.' Raven gestures. 'What is the point of those things anyway? You must be one ugly dude if you have to cover up your face and your hands.'

'Let's see if your fighting style is as ugly as you are.' He drew his dagger before disappearing... then reappearing behind the Masked Man driving his dagger towards the man's lower back.

OOC: Alpha, going back to Medicine for Calla, you suck. All I've seen at my residence hall so far are PS2s and XBoxs.

IC:
Rose takes a couple of steps forward, but stops. The medicine was in her pocket still. How long was it going to take to dispose of this masked man? Calla's time was running out, and if Rose stopped to fight this man, then Calla may not be able to get her grape flavored medicine (OOC: ). Rose wouldn't be able to deal with the guilt of the Rito's death on her shoulders.

Concentrating strength into her legs, Rose takes a few powerful leaps backward, sheathing her sword as she did so. Then she sprinted forward, jumping as she came within six feet of the cloaked man. Dragon wings erupted from her back and she was in the air, heading back to the cave. "I'll come back," she shouts, not looking back, not sure if any heard her. At least Dogura would know what she was doing.

OOC: Well, just head back to Sand Exile, then, Alf? Or are you going to be mean and force me to fight this dude?

Kasei was walking through the desert when he saw rose and raven. Naturally, he approached, wanting to say hi, when he saw the enemy.
hi, rose, raven, who is this?
The shiekah saw the enemy ready for battle, and brought out his dagger and prepared his flames, wich no covered most of his body..
heh, i'm ready when you are!

OOC: Bah-hah, HNS. Gamecube all the way. My friends and I are already planning a Melee tournament because so many people play it.

And sure, head on back to Sand Exile if you want.

IC:
The dagger stabs into the man's cape, but the desired sound of metal slicing flesh is replaced with a muffled chuckle from behind the mask. "I may be copying your looks," he finally says. He suddenly twists his body to the right, and the dagger is jerked out of the thief's hands. As the cape flutters in the wind, the assassin holds up his left hand - in between two fingers is where he deftly caught the blade of the dagger. "But you certainly can't say I'm copying your pathetic skills."

He throws the dagger at Raven's feet. "You'll be wanting this." He's grinning again. Things continue to go as expected.

Catching sight of the fiery Kasei in the corner of his eye, the Assassin decides to let the soaring shapeshifter escape for the time being. 'Heh heh...I need at least one messenger...though I would've preferred it if she could report my name to the world...'

He also notices as his target, Koura, leaps upward with both scimitars flying around to get him. Easily sidestepping, he allows the blades to come within a fraction of an inch from his mask. A plume of sand rises as her feet touch down, and she hastily turns her blades and swings them at the Assassin again. Missing again, as he had expected. "Oh, so close my dear," he says as he ducks underneath a swipe. Twirling back and forth to avoid a few more stabs, he brings his staff up and jabs it into her stomach, throwing her back several feet and to the ground.

Returning his gaze to Kasei, he chuckles again. "I'd really like to join you in that...but I have my orders. I'll have to destroy you all without using my favorite traits." He brings his staff around and prepares for the next attack - from whichever direction it might come.

OOC: Raven, consider that dagger move payback for all the times you've god-modded my characters.

Rose sees the assassin waiting for someone to attack. She stops and hovers in the air. Surely he must have seen her fly off; she did jump over him. Damn it, she thinks to herself. She has been messing up for most of the night. But luck has always seemed to counterbalance her mistakes. Maybe she would get lucky again. She flew out of sight and landed. Then she completed her transformation. She was now a complete sand dragon, capable of burrowing under the sand without anyone, or thing, know of her presence.

Rose doesn't waste any time. She is under the desert sand and hurrying to where the cloaked man is. Hopefully, he hadn't moved. As she emerges from the sand, she realizes that this would only work once. She hoped to the goddesses she only needs to attack once.

OOC: Oh, and Alpha, rub in the fact that I don't have a Cube or a TV, why don't ya?

kasei jumped back, ready for an attack, and hears his apponents voice. heh, i'm stronger than I look, and I look prety strong! The shiekah then performs his signature talaporting act, appearing behind the enemies, then warping away when they turn to look, he appears in front of raven, heh, too easy! you can't win! He then lets loose a few fireballs, and the group sees aria in the distance...

OOC: sorry for it, but kasei be leaving soon, bye!

OOC: Fair Enough, Alpha. Fair enough.

IC: 'Not bad.' Raven says as he kicks his dagger out of the sand and up into his hand. 'But I'm just testing you, no sense to end the fight before it's had a chance to start.' Then he once again disappears as Kasei appears in front of him. Reappearing off a distance away from the man's right. He then charges towards the man, his dagger held high he sliced the dagger through the air towards the man, but before the blade can come into contact or be blocked he disappears like a wisp. His form blown away in the wind and the true attack comes from the opposite side as Raven swings his leg towards the man's abdomen, the sand flying off his foot as it careers towards it's target.

OOC: Yes, I think that role-play is the best way to go. When Victor becomes more internet-enabled and Cloaked Goron Guard can resume, I'll probably be doing a lot less stat-work

IC:

What an odd fellow... thought Blank as he staggered through the desert. He had been standing no more than ten feet from the battle site, watching the strange assassin and listening to his words. His gaze wandered from the man in black to Koura as he mentioned the Gerudo Exile, and then back again to the him. And then to Raven. Hm, they do look a lot alike...

Oh! Guess they don't fight alike, though! realized the nomad as the dark-garbed assassin easily shot down the thief's attempt to strike. He pursed his lips in grim shock as the dagger was thrown to the ground. The other attacks he ignored, focusing his sight and thoughts on his own personal course of action. Which was, of course, the typical drawing of the swords and the usual sweeping charge.

But it just wouldn't be a Blank-style attack without some form of unintentional mishap. Far too much sand in these boots... he thought, but too late. He found it surprising that he was even able to move his feet now. Luckily for him, his arms outstretched as he fell, his swords reaching further. All of the weight of his body was channeled into the double-stab, yet unintentionally.

"You look strong? I see nothing strong about you, demon," the Assassin says almost nonchalantly in response to Kasei's attempt at sounding tough. "Trust me, being able to throw fireballs is no big feat." Holding a single hand out, he leaps forward to meet Kasei's attack head on. Swinging his hand like a sword, he deftly slices through the flames that Kasei hurls at him as if they were miniscule bubbles.

Getting right up in Kasei's face, so close that he can see the grin growing in the blue-tinted glass of the assassin's mask, he comments again: "It seems you really aren't that strong...a pity. I had heard that the infamous Kasei was wanted; now I see that he's not worth the bounty on his head. In fact, he's not even worth the bounty on that shapeshifting girl trying to attack me from below right now - and she's not wanted at all." He leaves the unspoken assumption hanging, as if he wants Kasei to take a few minutes figuring out the insult himself.

Turning as the thief charges forward, the Assassin prepares to catch the dagger again, almost missing the subtle signs that reveal the faint. As the Sheikah vanishes again, a look of admiration enters his eyes. Not that anyone can see his eyes, though. 'This one, on the other hand, has some potential,' he thinks, as he brings his left arm down in a blocking move to protect his abdomen from the thief's leg. 'Too bad it's only potential.' He twirls his staff above his head for a split second, building momentum, then listens to the sweet whistling sound that emerges as he swings it in at Raven's chest.

OOC: Ah, welcome Blank. Joining the fun, I see.
IC:

Sensing an attack from behind, the Assassin quickly disengages from Raven and leaps into the air, landing a few feet away from where Blank is charging. An eyebrow arches upward. 'Rather uncoorodinated...though I didn't expect that he would be joining this sortie. Well, that's just one more foe...'

Looking behind him, though, he realizes that Blank was not alone. Shada, Yukie, and Aria are all spotted nearby. His other eyebrow raises up to meet the first. This was rather unexpected. Annoyingly unexpected. And he has no way of telling whether or not more are following behind the two Sheikah women and the Deku. Bringing his staff up yet again, he snaps it out in a horizontal position, so that he can attack or defend from attacks both in front of and behind him.

And he grins. There are an unexpected amount of foes before him...which means he may actually get an unexpected amount of enjoyment from this job.

feh, jerk! kasei was quite shocked that anyone would go head-first int oa flame, who was this guy? either way, kasei activated his demon arm, and his right arm mutated into a large grotesque claw. Aria had now appeared, and was starting a qust of wind, then tossing it at the assasin.

feh, you can't take all of us! kasei says as he charges, and everyone sees a small group of lanmolas are following him. he was pissed.

Rose bursts out of the sand, the masked man nowhere near her. Figures, she thinks to herself. Luck can only take one so far. She hovers above the battle, watching every attack fail. He's too good; fighthing will get us nowhere. Goddesses, don't let it be too late for words.

Rose lands as she returns to her human form. She runs to the man, but stops short, not drawing any weapon. "Koura returned to Parapa Village to help us get medicine for a sick Rito. Surely an exception can be made for such a noble deed?" she asks.

Alex had been ahead of Shada's group by a few steps, just the enough to make sure they were on the right path, but something else caught his attention, something between the dunes of the desert...A battle was taking place, and his friends were involved in it!
As he run into the action he noticed that the fight was far from being even, whoever they were fighting, he was having no trouble in fighting them all at once
'But maybe one can make the difference' he leaped into the blue sky, cutting the air with his fins, he really felt like he was swiming in the air, for he was manouvering the same way he would in the water.
He rolled in the air, positioning himself in a landing, yet attacking stance, there was no way for his target to escape(was it?)

Sovelis had been wandering the desert, looking for an ancient power that he felt dweled within the dunes of this world when he saw the assassin. I beter help them. he thinks as he draws his swrd and his arm-blade slides out. he SHIFTS behind the assassin and slashes.

Sovelis missed, so he leapes back and readies a spell of fire.

The Assassin chuckles as Kasei's Lanmolas charge forward. "Well...it seems that you have brains after all," he calls out to the Sheikah. "I'm impressed; you've made the best choice possible: you given me more weapons. Thank you."

Staff in hand, he again charges straight towards Kasei's attack and his summoned beasts. Easily ducking around Aria's gusts of wind, he quickly transforms his hand into a new form as well. Each of his elongated fingers slowly curl inward at the same rate, until they have gone as far as is physically possible. His thumb squeezes against his first two fingers, and suddenly the new form is complete. This hand has become an instrument of death, feared by many - primarily when it's flying towards one face. It is now...a fist!

But his fist is a much better weapon than most fists are. Reaching the charging Lanmolas, the Assassin thrusts his fist up and into one of the creature, impaling it. After giving its heart a fatal squeeze, he turns and hurls it straight towards where Koura is coming. The massive bulk of the beast hits her head on, forcing her back and to her knees yet again. He repeats the process multiple times, launching each of Kasei's minions at each member of the group, oftentimes more than once.

At the sound of Rose's question, the Assassin barks a laugh. "Don't mock me, Lady Rose Hillmound! Nobility is a waste of time; sure, for now she's being nice, but once her use has expired no one will want her anymore." He holds up his fist as a sign of power. "But trust me: people will always have use for someone like me. A killer is useful no matter how the world changes."

He turns at the last moment and reaches out to the oncoming Alex. "I might not have space to dodge, Zora," he says. At the same moment, his fingers close lightning fast and grab Alex's razor-sharp fins. The fins cannot slide in his iron grasp, and the Zora nearly comes to a complete stop. But the Assassin turns and uses the aerial momentum to hurl him even harder to the sandy floor. "But you should save that tactic for those who need to dodge."

OOC: Sovelis, you're also god-modding about missing him. Of course, you would, but that's beside the point. Oh, and I'm going to ask RG to get rid of that conversation of yours and HNS.

IC:
Sovelis' blade is quickly felt through the very currents of the air, and the Assassin rolls forward to move out of its range. Turning back to the pyromaniac, he shakes his head. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Tempest," he taunts.