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[Gorge]

*Gorge was refreshed after a good nights sleep in his 'tuhsegrog' hut down in the basement. He was walking through the castle admiring its heritage and beauty when he saw another new face. Gorge was not threatened he new he could always go back his Tuhsegrog in the basement. Gorge appraoched the older looking man. As he got nearer he noticed a rather imposing lsword strapped to the mans back. Gorge reached for the huree strapped to his leg. The man turned around and Gorge grippe his knife even harded. Gorge opened his mouth and speak.

"HEY!!! what are you doing with that sword who are trying to kill???"

*Gorge waited for a reply. Gorge had his knife in his hand and was ready to attack.

[Blyclaaf]

"My name, little one, is Blyclaaf. And I know not what I do here. My sword is only ment for the killing of those who dare oppose me." Blyclaaf lent forward, peering down towards the littler man. "Do you dare oppose me?"

[Gorge]

*Gorge was curious as how this meer human thinks he had a chance and he wasn't afraid to say so.

You are no match for a great fighter like me!! I am small and quick and i could beat you 3 times before you hit the floor. I Can kill you in more ways than just brut streangth I cant read your mind and tell what your thinking. I fear no man and certanly not YOU!!

*gorge stood ther and looked up at the man. Gorge new he was huge and that he new how to use his sword but Gorge was not afraid. Gorge jumped into the air and hovered infront of the man. The man was amazed.

You are no threat to me or anyone you have no magical strength and you have a sword that would compare to a shield. It's big bulky and not needed. You can't move as quickly ads me and im slow compared to Alana and that makes you the slowest in the castle. Unless you are in discise you are doomed.

*Gorge jumped down and put his huree back in it's sleeve. Gorge stood ther and waited to see the mans reaction. Gorge thought he wouldn't read his mind so that he could get used to fighting against an unprodictible enemy.

~>Blyclaaf Reply<~

[Blyclaaf]

Gorge's levitation didn't amuse Blyclaaf at all. He'd seen it done a million times in the markets of his home by the sorcerers, trying to earn a few extra coins by means of buskering their abilities.
"Little man, I would suggest you don't annoy me until I find the owner of this here castle."
Blyclaaf turned around and headed for a set of stairs that led upwards, trailing away into the black abiss of the stairway.

[Seth]

Just as the large man was at the top of the stairs however, he was forced to back away and back into the corridor as a tall man in a long, flowing cape swiftly strode down the stairs, he diddn't seem to notice Blyclaaf as he strode down the spiralling stairs, so Blyclaaf decided to back down the stairs and let him pass, instead of provoking a pointless fight, once Blyclaaf was back out in the corridor, Seth emerged from the stairs, but immediately turned and followed the corridor away from the pair before he was stopped by a shout from Gorge, almost snaping him out of the kind of trance, Seth stopped and turned slowly, spotting the new face he spoke immediately

Ah... A new face, such a welcome sight, what is your name, and why did you wish to see me, o' large and muscly-one?[/b][/color]

Seth said these words with a tone of ammusement in his voice, suggesting he was not all cold stares and anger, no sooner had Seth asked, than Blyclaff answered

~No one but Blyclaaf reply~[/b]

[Blyclaaf]

"My name, caped one, is Blyclaaf. Are you the owner of this here castle? If you are, I here you have a tournament of fighters."
Blyclaaf put his hands behind his back and unclipped his sword's sheath from the strap that it hangs from. He put the sword down on the ground and stood to look at Seth.
From looking at the magical figure, Blyclaaf could tell he was a powerful sorcerers of some description, much more powerful than the little man who questioned his presence at the bottom of the dark staircase, but it was of a magic he had not yet encountered.
Without his sword on his back, and only a fraction of his normal armour on, he felt as light as a feather. He felt like challenging that little man downstairs to a race. "That'll show him I'm not as slow as he thinks I am" he thought to himself as he waited for Seth to reply him.