Praxium Summer Solo Tournament/logs/20260608 Zaelinn vs Crobin
Fight Log
[Wyvern Arena, Red Corner] (**)
Several blood splatters down the wall are framed on either side by a series of bloody hand prints. Drag marks line the sand, and irregular dark droplets follow the trail back towards the triage area.You also see a ramp leading to the triage area.
Also here: Zaelinn and Fearless Crobin.
Obvious paths: north, northeast, east.
Crobin gets a telothian serrated parazonium from inside his battle-scarred carryall.
Zaelinn grows still in communion, a parchment owl primer held aloft in her hands as an offering to some deity.
Lightning strikes Zaelinn's upraised arms several times in rapid succession, obliterating the offering! She is unharmed, yet a glowing Firulf orb that now hovers overhead is still crackling with sky-fire. The glass orb lands unerringly on her palm, making her smile with bliss.
Crobin gets a stylized eighth note sculpted from gleaming uthamar from inside his bone white cloak.
Crobin waves a stylized eighth note sculpted from gleaming uthamar at a telothian serrated parazonium.
Zaelinn bows to Crobin.
Crobin puts his note in his bone white cloak.
Zaelinn goes east.
Crobin says, "Good luck."
Crobin yells, "Good luck."
Crobin gets a silversteel scepter engraved with a knotwork motif of mongooses from inside his bone white cloak.
Crobin points a silversteel scepter engraved with a knotwork motif of mongooses at a telothian serrated parazonium.
A soft silver glow briefly envelops Crobin's serrated parazonium.
Crobin puts his scepter in his bone white cloak.
Crobin gets a hazy glass gyre prominently inscribed with esoteric runes from inside his bone white cloak.
You hear a female voice yell from the east, "You too."
Crobin puts his gyre in his bone white cloak.
Crobin stops teaching.
Crobin gets a curving bloodwood branch from inside his bone white cloak.
Crobin taps a curving bloodwood branch that he is holding.
Crobin puts his branch in his bone white cloak.
Crobin gets a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior from inside his bone white cloak.
Crobin holds a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
Crobin puts his bottle in his bone white cloak.
Crobin gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from inside his bone white cloak.
Crobin holds an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
A wild fervor flashes in Crobin's eyes.
Crobin puts his phoenix in his bone white cloak.
Strawberry Nurse Illiya came down a ramp leading to the triage area.
Crobin gets a hazy glass gyre prominently inscribed with esoteric runes from inside his bone white cloak.
Strawberry Nurse Illiya went up a ramp leading to the triage area.
Crobin concentrates on his gyre, releasing a frenzy of light and sound!
A faint breeze surrounds him.
Crobin looks steadier.
A lucent sphere glistens around Crobin.
Crobin closes his eyes and settles into a graceful stance.
Crobin's spider cleans its eyes with busy forelegs.
Crobin puts his gyre in his bone white cloak.
Crobin comes out of hiding.
Crobin touches his stone.
Crobin's eyes focus intently!
Crobin touches his stone.
Crobin's eyes focus intently!
[Wyvern Arena, Blue Corner] (**)
Impaled in the wall is the massive blade of a sword, snapped off like the tooth of a large predator. Several scorch marks line the wall leading to a massive mark still bearing the silhouette of the victim of an attack where his body protected the wall from damage.
Obvious paths: north, west, northwest.
[Wyvern Arena, Green Corner] (**)
An iron portcullis blocks a dark tunnel leading deep within the walls. Howls and screeches drift across the sands from the doorway, mingling with the sounds of the spectators. Swarms of gnats fly thick in the air like angry black clouds, occasionally darting to the walls to feast on the blood of the recently dead.
Obvious paths: south, southwest, west.
[Wyvern Arena, Blue Corner] (**)
Impaled in the wall is the massive blade of a sword, snapped off like the tooth of a large predator. Several scorch marks line the wall leading to a massive mark still bearing the silhouette of the victim of an attack where his body protected the wall from damage.
Obvious paths: north, west, northwest.
[Wyvern Arena, Red Corner] (**)
Several blood splatters down the wall are framed on either side by a series of bloody hand prints. Drag marks line the sand, and irregular dark droplets follow the trail back towards the triage area.You also see a ramp leading to the triage area.
Obvious paths: north, northeast, east.
[Wyvern Arena, Yellow Corner] (**)
Niches carved in the chilled stone walls provide storage for those no longer with the living. The arena attendants place the bodies in the niches out of way of further harm until they can be dragged out. Tiny dried trickles of unidentifiable fluids trail down from recess, the only remnant of the departed.
Obvious paths: east, southeast, south.
[Wyvern Arena, Green Corner] (**)
An iron portcullis blocks a dark tunnel leading deep within the walls. Howls and screeches drift across the sands from the doorway, mingling with the sounds of the spectators. Swarms of gnats fly thick in the air like angry black clouds, occasionally darting to the walls to feast on the blood of the recently dead.
Obvious paths: south, southwest, west.
[Wyvern Arena, Centerfield] (**)
Light from evenly placed wall torches illuminates the the dirty white sand of the stadium floor, which is packed rather hard in places. The cloying smells of blood and sweat mingle in the air, hanging thick and making the arena smell rather musty. Clouds of sand roll across the arena like a low fog, added to frequently by the fierce battles.
Obvious paths: northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest.
[Wyvern Arena, Yellow Corner] (**)
Niches carved in the chilled stone walls provide storage for those no longer with the living. The arena attendants place the bodies in the niches out of way of further harm until they can be dragged out. Tiny dried trickles of unidentifiable fluids trail down from recess, the only remnant of the departed.
Obvious paths: east, southeast, south.
Zaelinn manages to evade Crobin's flask of naphtha, leaping nimbly out of the way! With a sudden *POP* the flask of naphtha shatters harmlessly against the gravel.
A scraggly watchsoul fades into view.
Zaelinn strikes her heel against the ground.
Fiery silver-grey magma bubbles up from the ground!
You catch sight of Crobin as he approaches Zaelinn from behind with a determined expression. After getting into position, he suddenly strikes, catching Zaelinn by surprise and landing a solid blow to the back of her skull. Zaelinn topples stunned to the ground in an ungraceful heap.
Zaelinn tremors suddenly and rouses from her stupor.
Intense waves of heat rise from the lava as it splits.
Crobin manages to move out of the way of the lava.
The trickles of silver-grey magma cool, forming ashy cinders which quickly disperse.
Fractals of pale light materialize in a cascading pattern around Zaelinn, outlining the faint beginnings of a complex gyre. With a bestial moan, shafts of brilliant white light erupt from the ether, illuminating the pattern as if it were lifeblood sustaining the vein. The wall of light echoes outward rapidly, leaving a misty white halo to shroud Zaelinn in its wake.
In a bright flash of light, Crobin is suddenly revealed!
The ring of light smashes into Crobin, forcefully pushing him away from Zaelinn.
Zaelinn begins to focus intently around herself.
A scraggly watchsoul fades away.
Crobin leaps from hiding and ambushes Zaelinn!
The air around Zaelinn solidifies into a blinding yellow luminescence and intercepts the attack with a shower of coruscating light.
Crobin's parazonium lands a vicious strike that pokes a clean hole right through the back, narrowly missing vital organs, dealing her a vicious stun.
Zaelinn tremors suddenly, then lapses back into dazedness.
Crobin leaps from hiding and ambushes Zaelinn!
The air around Zaelinn solidifies into a blinding yellow luminescence and throws off bright waves of light as it resists the attack.
Crobin's parazonium lands an apocalyptic strike (So that's what it felt like when Grazhir shattered!) that shoves the parazonium clean through the mouth and out the back of the head (Say 'ah'!).
Zaelinn falls unconscious!
A stentorian voice announces, "Zaelinn loses!"
An attendant drags Zaelinn off the arena floor.