2014.05.25.Lars.V.Aodhan

From City of Hope MUSH
Jump to navigation Jump to search



Lars V Aodhan
A challenge erupts when insults are thrown
IC Date 5/25/2014
IC Time 10:00 A.M.
Players Lars, Aodhan, Quinn, Fidellia and Yuri.
Location Caern



This has been edited to only show relevant poses to the issue at hand. All others were simply watching or commenting amongst themselves.


Quinn was playing agressive with a Garou. it has worked for her for all her other spars... worked really well against the men in the Marines she has to proove herself too and encourage more agression. but here it has less of a chance... no chance really. She manages to stay on her feet when the kick goes to her legs but she stumbles back from the other hits. she holds her ribs and holds up a hand to hault. Though it hurts she is laughing "That's.... thats enough." she winces as she rubs her chest where the hit landed.

Aodhan puffs on his pipe wandering over to stand over his cousin, both to mock her, and to make sure Lars accepts the surrender. The dwarf isn't THAT far from Quinn's height when her ass is on so he just leans in. "Still playing with the puppies Lass?" he asks in his thick Irish Brogue.

Lars slips out of a combat stance and stands fully, his arms opening wide with a huge grin on his face. "Good, Quinn! Very, very good! I did not expect you to be so skilled! I am very imp-" But then Aodhan calls him a puppy. Lars is suddenly right in front of Aodhan, glaring down at the minuscule garou. "I will accept your challenge, whelp. You do not get to both insult and disrespect me by calling me a puppy. Combat in the form of your choosing, in the Ampitheater." There was no hesitation there, and he looked very very annoyed.

Quinn stnads a little too quickly as Lars decends on her little cousin "Just Wait now, That jibe was directed at me! inside joke really, how I want to be more like a wolf than a human, he wasn't calling you a puppy at all!" Quinn was so happy just a moment ago "Dominates the falme Ryha.... please" she lets the single plea stand on it's own.

Aodhan adjusts his bowler and puffs on his pipe not really looking angry or surprised. "Shall we duel then, my fiddlestick to yours, a marry dance we should make. A sport rare seen I'd think." he says and puffs his pipe. "Ooh men from children, nothing differ. Come then Lad, shall I flay you with words and quips, a fight of insults most dire till one shall loose his beast and must be put down by his fellows for the safety of all?" he says "Shall I wrestle you oh tower of meat that you might have your way with trouncing a midget?" he puffs walking slowly towards the Ampitheatre. "Or shall I loose my most wicked of weapons, my erudite and elucidated power of story and song that I might see you beggard upon your back when the heat of your thoughs cooks your eyes in your skull?" all of this is delivered in a warm companionly, perhaps even droll manner.

Lars just stares down at the man and lets out a little growl. "You challenged me, and for one so enraptured with his own words you do not listen. I said combat. I said form. Homid form. Crinos form. Lupus form. I'll be in the ampithetre." He then began to walk towards the Ampithetre.


Aodhan continues walking "But Ladd, I did not challenge you, what I did at worst was make you question your age in front of an audience. A quip to a cousin with which you take offense is not a challenge writ, no half moon called, no word spoken to you." he says "The challenge then is yours, and choice of venue mine for I will not step away when challenged." he puffs on his pipe lightly. "If you'd like I'm certain a Philodox could illuminate the sequence of events." he says but he doesn't stop his midget way towards the center.

Lars leads the procession, throwing his big coat over his shoulders as he walks. It does little to hide his nudity, but he hardly seems to care. He would head right beneath the large half dome and up onto the platform. "So you did not challenge me? You did blatantly insult me. Do you recant your words and beg forgiveness? For if so then howl your apology so the caern can hear it. You called me a puppy. You challenged my status and strength. Call your philodox or change your form and face me and see just how much of a puppy I am." He is already shifting forms , his body getting larger and larger until he drops to all fours as a massive almost rhinoceros sized wolf. When Aodhan speaks the giant leather-clad wolf lets out a growl.

Aodhan smiles "Ahh I did not see, you are Get and so your hearing is ment for howling winds and screaming foes." he says "Your tongue for blood and boast." he says stretching slowly, the taps the dottle out of his pipe and crushes that out with is boot heel. "I suppose you will insist on a Philodox actualy coming here and wasting their time in changing the format of the challenge." he says setting his bowler aside along with his long stemmed pipe. The dwarf brushes his coat with his fingers and rolls his neck. "I will fight in all forms unless you object to a midget chosing mid combat what form to take?" he says rolling his neck and his shoulders.

Dominates the flame takes a deep step forwards and lets out a threatening growl. <<You continue to disrespect me in the eyes of a Philodox. Your body of choice is yours. Defends-The-Weak-yuf if you could call match start I would be honored. I am ready.>> The wolf hunches slightly, it's golden eyes alight with combat lust.

Aodhan shakes his head "You mistake my words for insults more the pitty that." he says "We each his place in life do have, for Get the ice and wind, the battle fury and pride." he runs his fingers through his shaggy red hair. "For the Fianna, it is drink and dance, story and tale, and glory in battle tho few of us delight quite as do the Get." he says "If the philodox does not concede that unintended insult led to you challenging me, then I shall accept the decision that this is my challenge and your right to venue." he says with a small bow. "If that be true then I am ready for the battle to come."

Yuri smiles to Flame, "I take it you have not heard of my elevation to Adren... I'll let it slide." He looks to the subjects of the challenge, "I missed the words being slung about. Did it ammount to a formal challenge?" He looks to the others that were around, "What was said?"

When Yuri looks around, Fidelia lifts her head quietly and says. "That one-" She points at Aodhan, because she hadn't heard him introduce himself yet. "-called Dominates-the-flames-rhya a puppy, after his spar with Quinn. He said.." Fidelias eyes close, and she speaks in a rough approximation of Aodhan, "Still playing with the puppies, lass?" For a Fianna-kin, she does not do the brogue well. Fidelia immediantly sits down after speaking, looking to Yuri in case he asks more of her.

Quinn takes a step forward for attention "Lars Ryha and I were sparing. after I yeilded my cousin came to my side and whispered to me 'still playing with the puppies, lass'. honestly it was a Jibe at me wanting to be a wolf... Lars took it as him being called a cub, which it below his rank and took it as a challence."

Lars bows his head softly to Yuri. <<My apologies, Protects-the-weak-rhya, I had not heard an announcement of your new ranking. Congratulations.>> The huge jawed wolf raises his head a bit. <<This one called myself a puppy, which is insult both to my rank and my strength. Just like in the past where I had spoken to you as an equal and you had taken it as a challenge, so did this one do the same, but with words that were insulting, and so did he continue to belittle both myself and the challenge. He spoke of my eyes cooking in my skull from his words alone. He has done nothing but try to wiggle out of the challenge that he spoke when he insulted me, and he has refused to apologize for his words. And at this point I would not accept an apology for his words.>> He tilts his head to Fidelia. <<She speaks truth and speaks it simply.>>

Aodhan bows his head to Yuri "I spoke to my cousin, and what was said was taken poorly by Lars." he says "When he then demanded combat I took that as challenge, to whit I did in fact begin to belittle him as I would any who challenged me." he says with a smile. "The challenge has not been belitteld, there is however some contestation as to whom the challenge belongs. To myself for overheard words taken as directed insult, or to Lars for declaring that we would have combat." he tips his head. "If the decision lies with My having challenged Lars, then the challenge comes to personal combat, should it come to be that Lars has challenged me, then shall I choose my form and it would be storytelling." he bows again and turns his attention back to Lars.

Yuri smiles and nods, "I do not believe that it was meant as a challenge. But Aodhan should not have said what he did. If he does not apologize, it would be appropriate for you to challenge him in return." He shakes his head... "The Cliath was talking to his cousin, and it sounds like it was a mis-understanding..."

Lars turns his head to face Yuri. <<It was spoken to my face, while I still gave advice to Quinn. It was not silent, it was a plain insult. He was given the chance to recant and apologize for it, and he has done nothing but insult and belittle me further, and attempt to claim the right to set the terms. He challenged me with his words, Defends-the-weak-rhya, whether he intended it or not. When I slipped, and left -rhya off your name you accepted my challenge without hesitation, when it was not intended as such. If it was a misunderstanding he had his chance to recant and chose not to. There has been no apology, so he has stood behind his words and the insult. If he howls his apology and shows me his throat then I will accept it bregrudgingly out of respect for you, Defends-the-weak-rhya.>> A bow of his muzzle as he turns to Aodhan. <<It has been decided. Combat or your surrender, though you have said already that you would face me. Will you recant?>>

Aodhan tips his head, but to the side not to show his throat. "I would apologise for the words spoken to my cousin as you took them as insult. I will howl such an apology if it would be accepted." he says "I will not apologise for what came after, for those words were spoken to a foe." he nods his head turning his attention to Yuri. "The insult was directed at my kinfolk, that it was taken otherwise is a shame and I will apologise for unintended slight, and nothing more. If that means that my words are a challenge then I shall face Lars fang to claw." he bows. "Should Lars then wish to challenge me, I will accept." he turns back to Lars. "If it is not sufficent then I will taste your blood for your implication that I am a liar and a coward." he shows his little human teeth to Lars before bowing again.

Yuri smiles and looks over to Lars, "So, do you accept this apology? If not, then I suppose the challenge stands."

Dominates-The-Flame looked between Yuri and Aodhan with bright golden eyes. Finally he speaks. <<That is a hollow, insincere apology. I do not accept. You do not apologize in one breath, and in the next insult me again, and then even threaten me. You will have your chance to taste blood, take your Form of choice. Your words stand as challenge, and you shall fight me to back them.>>

Aodhan shrugs his shoulders "So be it lad." he says and bows "You have accepted my use of all forms." he says "And I accept that you area super-servicable finical knave." he swells and flows in a smooth effortless way into possibly the smallest of Crinos any here have seen at just six feet.

Dominates The Flames takes off like a rocket. There is no supernatural speed pushed into his limbs as he makes a leap for the throat of the crinos garou. His aim is to the side so when fangs sink into flesh the four legged beast swings his body fully to the side using his jaws as a fulcrum. The beast tries to rake at Aodhan's side with it's left leg, but is able to be fended off. His right leg, tipped with razor sharp claws plunges into the back of the crinos, exploding out the front in a fountain if dark red blood. Dominates the flame pauses only briefly as the body in his jaws go limp as if expecting a second breath to arise and attack him as a rage takes hold. When none does, he releases his jaws and lets the other garou fall to the ground as he extracts his bloodied paw. A large pool quickly begins to develop. It was over in half a breath. Dominates the flame pulls back his head and howls a soft victory. He begins to shift.

Silver Tongue bleeds, he's pretty good at it, he's also a good warrior not that anyone can tell that when Spirit of the fray dominates the field of battle. The small crinos doesn't move after the mauling, and doesn't shift forms.

Yuri stands there with his arms crossed as the kin tends to the wounded, "Well, then I think this is concluded." He then turns and heads back to the place where he was sitting, watching the rest of them.