Date   : 11/08/2006    Duedate: 11/21/2006


DM-65    TURN-381

This Weeks Top Honors


(65-6771) [12-6-1,152]

Chartered Recognition Leader   Unchartered Recognition Leader

MIGHTY DUCKS (720)             
(65-6771) [12-6-1,152]         

Popularity Leader              This Weeks Favorite

JAEGO SARL                     JAEGO SARL
SAND DANCERS (233)             SAND DANCERS (233)
(65-6709) [18-11-0,65]         (65-6709) [18-11-0,65]



Team Name                  Point Gain  Chartered Team
1. POSSE (718)                 34
3. TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)  13      Unchartered Team
4. STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)       12
5. MIGHTY DUCKS (720)          12      HITLIST 12 (634)

The Top Teams

Career Win-Loss Record           W   L  K    %  Win-Loss Record Last 3 Turns    W  L K
 1/ 1 GOT IT FOR CHRISTM (717)  85  33  4 72.0   1/ 2 STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)    11  3 2
 2/ 2 MIGHTY DUCKS (720)       200 183  6 52.2   2/ 3 TIL DEATH DO US PA (724) 10  5 0
 3/ 3 STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)    114 105  9 52.1   3/ 1 MIGHTY DUCKS (720)        7  7 0
 4/ 4 POSSE (718)              133 133 10 50.0   4/ 4 SAND DANCERS (233)        6  6 0
 5/ 5 TIL DEATH DO US PA (724) 285 307 27 48.1   5/ 5 POSSE (718)               5  8 0
 6/ 6 SAND DANCERS (233)       778 913 20 46.0   6/ 6 GOT IT FOR CHRISTM (717)  4  2 0
 7/ 7 REFUGEES (377)           412 512 14 44.6   7/ 7 REFUGEES (377)            1  8 0

    '*'   Unchartered team                       '-'  Team did not fight this turn
   (###)  Avoid teams by their Team Id          ##/## This turn's/Last turn's rank

                                    TEAM SPOTLIGHT

               * >)] H [(< * >)] Til Death Do Us Part [(< * >)] H [(< *

On the Trier:

     Wild Weasel stood at the front of the small ship, hands gripping the rail as he 
leaned forward, willing it to go faster, to get there NOW.  It was making good speed, 
and the spray flung back by the bow wave coated his face and dripped off his chin.
     "Lean over any farther and we may have to fish you out of the sea."
     Weasel glanced over his shoulder at his brother.  Lameto-Kesino was a Lord 
Protector from the Sand Dancers, and as relaxed as Weasel himself was tense.  Weasel 
shrugged and smiled and walked back to join him on the bench that ran along the 
cabin's outer wall.  "I just have this feeling that we need to hurry, that we need to 
BE there as fast as possible," he said.  Then he shrugged again.  It was probably 
just his natural impatience and the difficulty of getting any real exercise on this 
little ship.  To change the subject, he asked, "How is Jinx?"
     "Still sick.  She is not enjoying this at all.  That storm last night was too 
much for her."  Lameto chuckled.
     "Well, we must be nearly to Dal Shang by now.  We should land sometime today."  
Weasel squinted at the mist and listened to the waves crashing into the hull of their 
ship.  "Soon," he said.
     "I see land!"  The shout came from somewhere overhead.
     Both gladiators stood, peering forward.  The mist was thin, and there was a line 
of darker blue marking the horizon.  A lumpy line, shaping the hills around Dal 
Shang.  Sparkles from sun on rain-wet roof tiles.
     "Dal Shang."
     "Yes.  Let's go get Jinx."

Under the city:

     Killjoy lay face down, gagged, her hands and feet bound.  Rix stood beside her 
with his foot propped on her back like she was a trophy from a big game hunt.  
Hobgoblin stood with his sword drawn in the center of the room.  Synthia had her back 
to the far wall, dagger in hand and ready for whatever was going to happen next.
     "Put down the dagger," Hobgoblin snarled.  "You have been a bad girl!"
     Synthia stood silently, weighing options and distances.  Her whole body ached 
from the beatings she had endured over the last few days.  She looked at Joy on the 
floor and was determined not to let her friend suffer the same fate she herself had.  
Resolution crystalized, and she leaped forward, slashing at Hobgoblin.

Til Death Do Us Part guildhouse:

     Sitha looked around Killjoy's office, then at Man-O-War.  "You don't think she 
would have... you know.  By herself?  Without us?"
     "I wouldn't put it past her," he answered grimly.  He thought for a moment, then 
shook his head.  "That's exactly what she WOULD do."
     "What?" Bobika asked.
     "Bobika, this doesn't concern you," Man-O-War said quickly.  "We have to go.  
Wait here, will you?"
     That answer caught Man-O-War in mid stride.  It wasn't what he expected, and he 
didn't know what to do with it.  "What?"
     "No," Bobika said again.  "Obviously, you're trying to protect me.  Trust me, 
there is no need.  I'm here to help, like it or not.
     Man-O-War stared for a moment, then smiled slowly.  "Okay, then.  You can come 
with us.  I think I know where Killjoy will be."

Under the city:

     Blood beaded on the small cut across Hobgoblin's cheek and began to trickle 
down.  He wiped it off and looked at his hand, then back to Synthia, his face 
expresionless.  She was poised to meet a counter attack.  His lip curled in a cold 
smile.  Without looking away from her, he said, "Rix, give me your sword."
     Rix blinked but didn't argue.  He walked over and handed his sword to Hobgoblin, 
then went back to stand over Killjoy.
     "You want to play?" Hobgoblin asked.  He threw the sword down at Synthia's feet.  
"Then let's play."
     She hesitated, then knelt and picked up the sword, tucking the dagger into the 
waistband of her underclothes.
     "You will have one chance at this," Hobgoblin said.  His eyes flared red, and 
his pointed teeth were clenched together.  "And then I'll kill you."
     Sparks flew as the swords clashed together.  The sound of metal on metal echoed 
off the chamber walls until it was almost deafening.  Synthia was moving fast despite 
her pain, dodging and attacking, pushing hard to try and take the initiative.  
Hobgoblin... was relaxed; he barely seemed to be trying, as though it was all a game 
for him.  But his blade was everywhere to counter hers.

     Man-O-War looked around the tunnel and nodded.  Yes.  He looked up at the 
manhole and the faces of his companions.  "I think this is it," he said.
     Sitha and Bobika climbed down the ladder to join him, and Sitha lit two torches, 
handing one to each man.
     "I have been in town one day, and already I'm in the sewer," Bobika said, 
wrinkling his nose.
     "That's got to be a record for you then, hmm?"  Man-O-War and Bobika laughed.
     Sitha waved for them to be quiet.  They stilled and listened.  Faint sounds, 
metal sounds.
     "That's got to be her," Man-O-War said.
     The three of them began to run.

     Synthia parried, and the blades slid against each other with a tooth-jarring 
screech until they were locked hilt to hilt.
     Hobgoblin used his greater weight to smasher her back against the wall.  "You 
missed your chance," he hissed, crushing her against the stones, driving the air from 
her lungs.
     She twisted under his pressure, getting one hand free and reaching for the 
dagger.  With her last strength, she slammed it into his side.
     He jumped back, shocked and furious, the dagger embedded to the hilt.
     Synthia drew a deep breath, coughing, and tried to regain her strength, to get 
her sword up into a guard position.  Hobgoblin was not defeated, and she knew that he 
would not just... quit.  He'd probably never meant her to have a real chance with the 
sword; it was just another way of playing with her.
     Hobgoblin looked down and bared his teeth, then pulled the dagger from his side 
and threw it against the wall.  Blood oozed out for a moment and stopped.  "Bitch!"  
He spat at her and then lunged suddenly, moving faster than she had yet seen him do, 
swing his sword.  She blocked it, but not fast enough, and the blade sliced across 
her belly.  Hobgoblin turned away without watching her fall.
     "NO!"  Man-O-War came in just in time to see Synthia fall.
     Hobgoblin smiled and charged him.
     Sitha and Bobika took down Rix with no problem.  Sitha continued on to aid 
Synthia, and Bobika knelt to untie Killjoy.
     Man-O-War squared off against Hobgoblin.  "Why did you do this?" he asked, not 
really expecting an answer.
     Hobgoblin looked over at Bobika, who had just finished untying Killjoy, then 
muttered a few words Man-O-War couldn't understand.  The floor came alive and grabbed 
hold of Bobika and Killjoy, gripping their legs like deep mud and then hardening 
again.  Holding them, preventing them getting into the fight or helping Synthia.
     Man-O-War struck, and Hobgoblin blocked it.
     "We have to get her out of here!" Sitha said, trying to stop Synthia's bleeding.
     "Yes, you do," Hobgoblin said, baring his teeth again.  "Not much time left for 
her.  What will you do, fallen knight?"  His tone was mocking, and his grin widened 
as Man-O-War's eyes darted to Synthia and then back.  "Whenever one of Greywand's 
Lord Protectors is brought back to life, another soul has to take its place in 
Ahringol's land of the dead, you know."  He watched closely for Man-O-War's 
reactions.  "For a Lord Protector to be resurrected, an innocent dies."
     "You're lying."
     "You're wasting time."
     "Kill him, Aranthar," Killjoy commanded.  She was trying to pull herself free of 
the ground, but without success.
     "Yessss, kill me.  Meanwhile, Synthia dies.  And you take an innocent life when 
she is brought back, an innocent life... one like Millisen.  Remember her?"
     "Leave her out of this!" Man-O-War yelled.
     "Destroy him, Aranthar!" Killjoy commanded.
     "HA HA HA HA HA!"
     Man-O-War shook his head in disgust and ran to help Sitha with Synthia.  By the 
time Bobika got himself and Joy free, Hobgoblin was gone.

Til Death Do Us Part guildhouse:

     Octavia and Triss sat in Triss's room laughing.  All kinds of things, silly 
things they'd done when they were kids, past boyfriends, everything that came to 
mind.  Over the past few weeks, they had formed a friendship, and it seemed a strong 
one.  A good one for both of them.
     Octavia brushed the tears of laughter from her eyes.  "Gods, that was so funny, 
I can see his face now, when he said--  And then I said--  Oh, gods!"  She went off 
into another burst of laughter.
     Triss flopped back on the bed, holding her sides.  "Oh... I never laughed like 
that before!"  She sat up, still smiling.  "Octavia?  We are good friends, right?"
     "Well... yes, Triss, I think so."
     "And we can trust each other, right?"
     "Of course."  Octavia wondered what strange line this conversation had suddenly 
taken.  Where was Triss going with it?
     "Okay."  Triss jumped up and went to her closet, bring out a bundle that filled 
her arms.  "I have a secret that I want to share with you," she said as she unwrapped 
the sword.  "This is a special sword...."
     Octavia was speechless.

The arena Infirmary:

     "She will need to stay here for a while, but she'll be fine," the doctor said to 
Man-O-War and Sitha.
     "Good.  I was worried that..."  Man-O-War shook his head.  "I was worried," he 
said.  He turned toward Killjoy.  She was standing at the back of the room, and her 
eyes narrowed as they approached her.  "She's going to be fine," Man-O-War repeated.  
"Synthia will--"
     "Don't!" Killjoy said sharply.  "Don't pretend everything is going to be okay, 
     He shook his head, confused.  "I just--"
     "You had your chance to kill him, and you didn't take it."
     "But... there was no TIME!"
     "Look at her."  Sitha pointed to Synthia.  "She is alive still because of him, 
because he didn't put your vengeance above her life."
     "And who else will die?" Killjoy demanded.  "Hobgoblin doesn't care who he 
kills.  He has to be stopped.  And if you're too scared to do it, then I don't need 
you," she growled at Man-O-War.  She turned and left.
     The ex-gladiator was silent, not sure what to think about Killjoy's statements.
     Sitha moved in under his arms and gave him a hug.  "She is just upset.  She 
didn't mean what she said."
     "No... I think she meant it."  He shook his head and hugged her back.

On the street at night:

     A cloaked figure raced through the alleys of Dal Shang, looking behind to make 
sure no one followed.
     Her name had never sounded so frightening before, but this time chills ran up 
her spine.  She looked around but could not see him.
     "Do you have it?"
     "Yes."  She saw the glowing red eyes now, in the darkest part of the alley.  
They were coming closer.
     "Give it to me."  He held out his hands, and she put the sword into them, 
suddenly reluctant.  "You can go now," he said, caressing the sheath.
     "Where to?  Back to the team?"
     "I don't care.  But I'm going to kill each one of those fools."  He slid the 
sword out of its sheath and swung it a couple of times.  Power hummed in the alley.
     Octavia blinked in confusion.  "But... you're taking the sword to Tenerus, 
aren't you?"
     "Hahahahaha...!  Oh, Octavia.  You just don't understand."  He grinned, and what 
little light there was glinted off his teeth.  "I'm going to gather all the swords 
for myself.  And then this land will learn what Pain is.  With all the swords, not 
even Greywand's Lord Protectors will be able to stop me.  And you... you will be the 
one I thank for making it possible.  HA HA HA HA HA!"

To be continued....

                                      SPY REPORT

     Well, what are you looking at, DAL SHANG?  Ain't you never seen Snide Clemens 
before?  Ah, shaddup and listen to my news.  Later days, MIGHTY DUCKS, since 
STUMBLIN' DRUNK took top team from you this turn, you guys are old news.  Of course, 
we're all terribly impressed to see IRISH CREAM win a fight and gain 20 points, 
terribly.  Tsk, tsk, LONDEL TYL SARH beat PUCKER and PUCKER lost 10 points.  You're 
breakin' my heart.  And if variety is the spice of life, DAL SHANG may be getting 
bland, as UGLY DUCKING stays top dog in the city.  I'm not in a very good mood today, 
but why am I telling you this?  You want to know what's new, don't you, DAL SHANG?   
     He who fights and runs away will live to fight another day, the coward.  What's 
the big D?  POSSE was the most avoided team?  Bunch of lily livered... grumble... 
mumble... curse...  And it looks like GOT IT FOR CHRISTMAS avoided them the most this 
turn.  What a pack of would be losers, if you ask me.  Hmph.  GOBARL was challenged 
more times this turn than the Duelmaster.  Now was the DM insulted or feared?  Heh, 
heh.  I suspect either a 21 will or a 21 ego on this one, but MADE IT HOME has 
challenged up by 42 in an attempt against KO LAO-DEN.  My sides still hurt from 
laughing about KO LAO-DEN losing and giving MADE IT HOME 28 points of recognition.  
Ha ha ha ha!!   
     Ah, now we come to my favorite part, where we see all the guys who are dead and 
gone, and get to see if their team cared.  Let's see, 12-6-0.  Pretty good record for 
a living warrior.  A sad one though, for a dead one.  Such is the case for M2 MALLARD 
of MIGHTY DUCKS.  Tsk.  Three down, and one turn to go for POSSE to call in the 
bloodfeud against UGLY DUCKING, else ANNABEL BLACKHEART is but small history.  
Titanium shields and bamboo daggers, guess what brave team is developing these kinds 
of weapons?   
     There's got to be a better place in DAL SHANG to get a drink than The Blazing 
Unicorn!  Any suggestions?  Phlllt!  Just had to do that before I leave the fine city 
of DAL SHANG.  I feel much better now.  Glad to see the back of this place-- Snide 

DUELMASTER                     W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 UGLY DUCKING 6771            12   6  1   152       MIGHTY DUCKS (720)

CHALLENGER CHAMPIONS           W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 GIFT CERTIFICATE 6787        15   4  0   108       GOT IT FOR CHRISTMAS (717)
 KO LAO-DEN 6614              24  24  2    98       SAND DANCERS (233)
 GOBARL 6604                  21  34  0    97       REFUGEES (377)
 MADE IT HOME 6671            15  12  0    97       GOT IT FOR CHRISTMAS (717)

CHAMPIONS                      W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 SCREWDRIVER 3541             11   5  1    85       STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)
 IRISH CREAM 3065             13  15  2    84       STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)
 SIXKILLER 6795                9   6  0    78       POSSE (718)

CHALLENGER ADEPTS              W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 LONER 6779                    8   9  1    76       MIGHTY DUCKS (720)

CHALLENGER ADEPTS              W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 FRIAR DUCK 6865               7   4  0    66       MIGHTY DUCKS (720)
 JAEGO SARL 6709              18  11  0    65       SAND DANCERS (233)
 MAN-O-WAR 6810                8   5  2    59       TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)
 AMORE' 6879                   6   1  1    57       STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)

ADEPTS                         W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 SIGBAN 6710                  13  16  1    56       REFUGEES (377)
 REVEREND BLOOD 6868           6   6  2    46       POSSE (718)
 LISSANE TYL DRU 6881          7   2  0    41       SAND DANCERS (233)

CHALLENGER INITIATES           W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 VALARION 6808                 5   7  0    31       TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)
 BOBIKA VHETT 6891             5   0  0    26       TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)
 CHIANA 6807                   6   5  0    24       TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)

INITIATES                      W   L  K POINTS      TEAM NAME                  
 OCTAVIA 6890                  3   2  0    21       TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)
 LONDEL TYL SARH 6895          1   3  0    18       SAND DANCERS (233)
 LONESTAR 6901                 1   0  0    15       POSSE (718)
 MODORAM 6880                  2   7  0    13       REFUGEES (377)
 STEELHORSE 6900               1   0  0    13       POSSE (718)
 BETTER DUCK 6889              2   3  0    11       MIGHTY DUCKS (720)
 PUCKER 6894                   2   2  0     8       STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)
 MOJITO 6896                   1   1  0     4       STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)
 MEDICINE MAN 6902             0   1  0     1       POSSE (718)

'-' denotes a warrior who did not fight this turn.

THE DEAD               W  L K TEAM NAME             SLAIN BY             TURN Revenge?
DENGAN THE TRADER 10   0  1 0   1                   AMORE' 6879           381 NONE    
M2 MALLARD 6786       12  6 0 MIGHTY DUCKS 720      IRISH CREAM 3065      381         
ANNABEL BLACKHEA 6769 12  5 2 POSSE 718             UGLY DUCKING 6771     378         

                                     PERSONAL ADS

Loner -- Maybe you need backup?  A loyal sidekick, if they still make loyal
sidekicks.  Some people aren't meant to go it alone. -- Ko Lao-Den

Reverend Blood -- Tell me you aren't one of those crazy Kjarranists. -- Jaego Sarl

Chiana -- You know, if your name was Chianti, you could be stumblin' drunk out here
on the sands. -- Lissane tyl Dru
P.S.  That would confuse everybody, which is good.  This world needs more confusion.

Octavia -- When the arenamaster says "Begin," do you ever wonder what the HECK you're
doing out here? -- Londel tyl Sarh, with serious questions about her own sanity or at
least good sense

Chiana -- Well, you here stories, you know?  Some say "big as a fishing boat," but
I've seen more than one size of fishing boat.  And some say that you can catch 'em
with a fishnet, which sounds smaller.  So I figure they start small and grow.  Or
(shudder) there's more than one kind. -- Lissane

Octavia -- I noticed! -- Londel

Bobika Vhett -- Well...let's discuss the possibilities. -- Londel

Gift Certificate -- I never get those.  Damn. -- Gobarl

Better Duck -- Drat, I ducked right into that one, didn't I?  Ouch. --- Modoram

Valarion -- Good gods, man, what's the deal with the armor? -- Sigban

Screwdriver -- I'm shaken, you can count on that! -- Sigban

20 October 2006
In accordance with those rules set forth by the Lady of the Realm, I hereby announce
the formation of a small group of managers calling themselves "The Outsiders".  The
group consists of the following members:
     Doc LeGrande
     Street Legal
     This group has only one rule.  Respect the play of the managers of this
alliance.  We have no worries about not playing by the rules set forth by others.  We
fight the way we like, and all those in this group appreciate what tools each manager
brings.  We have managers from the Delarquan, Andorian and Free Blade regions.  We
have managers that focus on the tournament arenas, and we have those that focus on
the regular city arenas.  We have those in our ranks that fight with honor and
respect for all, and we have those that have a bloodlust that cannot be quenched.
     Our goal is simple.  To create a ensemble of managers that will show their
prowess in the land of Alastari, and to bring a new level of competition to all those
that share the sands with our warriors.  Our warriors are many throughout the land.
We have no home arena.  We have no pacts we abide by.  Our fighters range from
Mordant to Talcama, from Lapur to Lyratilan, Aruak City to Valamantis, the Primus
arena to Talahya, and many more arenas throughout the land.
     Whether we are sought out or ignored makes no difference to us.  We are what we
are.  We fight how we fight.  And we do it however we wish.  We have no rules.  We
have no leader or ruler.  Be prepared.  We are.

20 October 2006
The Dark Knights of the Desolate Empire respond thus to the Avengers of the Light:
Where are you?  EACH AND EVERY Dark Knight can be found in arenas 31 and 52.  Your
pretty words mean less than nothing if you won't fight.  EVERY Dark Knight is more
than willing to back up their talk.  So...we give you three turns in either 31 or 52,
REPEAT 31 or 52 to show up or shut up.  If you don't show we'll let all of Alastari
know the Avengers are indeed cowards! -- Dark Knights of the Desolate Empire

2 November 2006
I received a Gift Certificate from someone.  I'm assuming it's for entry into the
Turf War 5.  Whoever sent this to me...please email me at rbaphomets@yahoo.com.

                                  LAST WEEK'S FIGHTS

GIFT CERTIFICATE viciously subdued GOBARL in a 1 minute master's Challenge fight.
MADE IT HOME handily defeated KO LAO-DEN in a 1 minute one-sided Challenge match.
FRIAR DUCK viciously subdued JAEGO SARL in a crowd pleasing 6 minute Challenge brawl.
UGLY DUCKING overpowered SIXKILLER in a 1 minute mismatched Title match.
LONER was bested by SCREWDRIVER in a popular 1 minute duel.
IRISH CREAM delivered the death blow upon M2 MALLARD in a 1 minute match.
AMORE' viciously butchered DENGAN THE TRADER in a 2 minute gory competition.
MAN-O-WAR handily defeated SIGBAN in a 1 minute uneven melee.
REVEREND BLOOD vanquished OCTAVIA in a 1 minute one-sided duel.
VALARION slimly lost to LISSANE TYL DRU in a popular 2 minute gory duel.
CHIANA beat MODORAM in a 1 minute gory melee.
BETTER DUCK was defeated by BOBIKA VHETT in a 1 minute brutal match.
MOJITO was bested by STEELHORSE in a 2 minute amateur's conflict.
PUCKER was savagely defeated by LONDEL TYL SARH in a 2 minute gory amateur's match.
LONESTAR overcame OLTIMAL THE LAME in a 1 minute novice's conflict.
MEDICINE MAN was vanquished by OLTIMAL THE LAME in a 1 minute mismatched bout.

                                    BATTLE REPORT

             MOST POPULAR                        RECORD DURING THE LAST 10 TURNS     
|FIGHTING STYLE               FIGHTS        FIGHTING STYLE     W -   L -  K   PERCENT|
|BASHING ATTACK                   7         WALL OF STEEL      2 -   1 -  0      67  |
|SLASHING ATTACK                  4         PARRY-LUNGE       12 -   7 -  1      63  |
|STRIKING ATTACK                  4         SLASHING ATTACK   21 -  13 -  3      62  |
|AIMED BLOW                       4         PARRY-STRIKE      13 -   9 -  0      59  |
|LUNGING ATTACK                   3         AIMED BLOW        22 -  18 -  0      55  |
|PARRY-STRIKE                     2         TOTAL PARRY       14 -  12 -  1      54  |
|WALL OF STEEL                    2         STRIKING ATTACK   37 -  33 -  6      53  |
|TOTAL PARRY                      1         LUNGING ATTACK    15 -  15 -  1      50  |
|PARRY-LUNGE                      1         BASHING ATTACK    26 -  34 -  0      43  |
|PARRY-RIPOSTE                    1         PARRY-RIPOSTE      3 -   7 -  0      30  |

Turn 381 was great if you     Not so great if you used      The fighting styles of the
used the fighting styles:     the fighting styles:          top eleven warriors are:

LUNGING ATTACK     3 -  0     BASHING ATTACK     2 -  5         4  BASHING ATTACK 
SLASHING ATTACK    4 -  0     AIMED BLOW         1 -  3         2  STRIKING ATTACK
TOTAL PARRY        1 -  0     PARRY-LUNGE        0 -  1         2  PARRY-STRIKE   
PARRY-STRIKE       1 -  1     PARRY-RIPOSTE      0 -  1         1  TOTAL PARRY    
STRIKING ATTACK    2 -  2                                       1  LUNGING ATTACK 
WALL OF STEEL      1 -  1                                       1  AIMED BLOW     

                               TOP WARRIOR OF EACH STYLE

FIGHTING STYLE   WARRIOR                     W   L  K PNTS TEAM NAME                  
TOTAL PARRY      UGLY DUCKING 6771          12   6  1  152 MIGHTY DUCKS (720)
STRIKING ATTACK  SCREWDRIVER 3541           11   5  1   85 STUMBLIN' DRUNK (356)
AIMED BLOW       SIXKILLER 6795              9   6  0   78 POSSE (718)
PARRY-STRIKE     FRIAR DUCK 6865             7   4  0   66 MIGHTY DUCKS (720)
SLASHING ATTACK  MAN-O-WAR 6810              8   5  2   59 TIL DEATH DO US PART (724)
Note: Warriors have a winning record and are an Adept or Above.

The overall popularity leader is JAEGO SARL 6709.  The most popular warrior this turn 
was JAEGO SARL 6709.  The ten other most popular fighters were FRIAR DUCK 6865, 
MADE IT HOME 6671, SCREWDRIVER 3541, IRISH CREAM 3065, AMORE' 6879, and CHIANA 6807.

The least popular fighter this week was MEDICINE MAN 6902.  The other ten least 
popular fighters were PUCKER 6894, BETTER DUCK 6889, MODORAM 6880, OCTAVIA 6890, M2 
MALLARD 6786, KO LAO-DEN 6614, GOBARL 6604, LONESTAR 6901, REVEREND BLOOD 6868, and 
SIGBAN 6710.


     For those of you who keep track of such things, 5 additional warriors graduated 
from regular DM arenas (including closed arenas) since the last tournament.  

                       TONY TWILO (5-4525) of HOUSE OF PANCAKES
                           MARCIE (36-6076) of MER DE NOMS
                          WAR EAGLE (55-3289) of DRAGONFYRE
                         WIPEY (82-12634) of UNJUSTLY RENAMED 
                           FORMIDABLE (82-17495) of F-TROOP 

Congrats to the grads. -- Green Eyes