DUEL 2 NEWSLETTER
Date : 07/11/2012 Duedate: 07/24/2012
SHADOWSPIRE ARENA
DM-81 TURN-144
This Weeks Top Honors
THE DUELMASTER IS
GIGI DIVINE
CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
(81-613) [29-15-1,110]
Chartered Recognition Leader Unchartered Recognition Leader
GIGI DIVINE POSITION IS EMPTY
CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
(81-613) [29-15-1,110]
Popularity Leader This Weeks Favorite
FISH TACO MEDA
FOOD (130) CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
(81-1687) [15-10-1,99] (81-854) [17-6-0,101]
THE CURRENT TOP TEAM
LA PENTARCHIE (11)
TEAMS ON THE MOVE TOP CAREER HONORS
Team Name Point Gain Chartered Team
1. FURRY FURY (25) 30
2. SAVAGE HORDE (134) 27 LA PENTARCHIE (11)
3. DRAGONBANE GUILD (13) 26 Unchartered Team
4. MONSTER MANUAL (87) 23
5. FOOD (130) 17 BAD BEAT (64)
The Top Teams
Career Win-Loss Record W L K % Win-Loss Record Last 3 Turns W L K
1/ 1 LA PENTARCHIE (11) 414 297 18 58.2 1/ 2 LA PENTARCHIE (11) 11 3 1
2/ 2 BOND-AGE (133) 57 43 1 57.0 2/ 4 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13) 11 4 0
3/ 4 CULT OF BACCHUS (4) 182 151 7 54.7 3/ 6 CULT OF BACCHUS (4) 9 5 0
4/ 3 SUMMERBORN (104) 185 155 18 54.4 4/ 1 WARMASTERS (15) 8 7 4
5/ 5 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13) 389 327 12 54.3 5/ 8 BOND-AGE (133) 8 7 0
6/ 6 DARQUE AGES (29) 320 283 15 53.1 6/ 7 CLAN LONGBEARD (39) 7 8 0
7/ 7 OTTO'S DINER (96) 213 192 5 52.6 7/ 9 MONSTER MANUAL (87) 7 8 0
8/ 9 CLAN LONGBEARD (39) 369 347 16 51.5 8/10 LITERATE LOONS (40) 6 6 0
9/ 8 WARMASTERS (15) 364 344 29 51.4 9/11 THE WILLBURYS II (127) 6 6 0
10/10 LITERATE LOONS (40) 336 379 14 47.0 10/15 SAVAGE HORDE (134) 6 8 0
11/11 FURRY FURY (25) 220 254 14 46.4 11/ 5 DARQUE AGES (29) 6 9 0
12/12 THE WILLBURYS II (127) 38 47 3 44.7 12/ 3 OTTO'S DINER (96) 6 9 0
13/13 MONSTER MANUAL (87) 190 245 7 43.7 13/12 FOOD (130) 5 7 0
14/14 FOOD (130) 47 63 3 42.7 14/16 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111) 4 3 0
15/15 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111) 77 115 8 40.1 15/14 FURRY FURY (25) 4 9 0
Career Win-Loss Record W L K % Win-Loss Record Last 3 Turns W L K
16/16 SAVAGE HORDE (134) 17 32 2 34.7 16/13 SUMMERBORN (104) 4 9 0
'*' Unchartered team '-' Team did not fight this turn
(###) Avoid teams by their Team Id ##/## This turn's/Last turn's rank
TEAM SPOTLIGHT
Taking a Light Meal at The Acropolis
In summer's late afternoon the eclectic collection of towering gothic steeples
and bulbous rooftops cast their forbidding shadows over half of Shadowspire.
Occasional gusts of wind from the bay pushed through the heat in some of the wider
streets nearby, but most of the city baked stoically in a shimmering haze. Typical
of the season and time of day, foot traffic was sparse. The merchants, in their
quasi-philosophical manner, fanned themselves resignedly. They waited patiently for
sundown, and their regular patrons. To the west, the luxuriant forest spread across
the horizon in a dark leafy mass, starkly outlined by the searing orange disc.
A glittering cylinder of stone and glass rose high above its neighbors in the
far northwestern corner of the city. Sheltering his eyes from the slanted sunlight
with a thickly calloused hand, Havoc stared up at the distant roof and licked his
lips.
"I gotta say I'm lookin' forward to some of their 'Special Reserve'!" Havoc
grunted.
"I'm sure," agreed his companion with just a trace of a smile on his thin,
angular face. "I think, however, that you may find something else of interest."
Havoc glared suspiciously at Arcane as the two walked steadily toward The
Acropolis. He didn't like surprises. Arcane's smile flared brightly for a moment
before returning to its usual condescending smirk.
"You look like you could use a cold drink, though. Cheer up, Havoc! We're
almost there!"
Havoc growled in reply. Even in this heat, The Kid didn't have the decency to
sweat a drop! The only acknowledgement Arcane gave to the heat was his choice of a
knee-length toga of purple silk. Gold threads along the edges of its hem and short
sleeves complimented the wide gold sash tied neatly at his narrow waist. He seemed
to glide ahead, rather than walk. Next to Havoc's bulk the Kid seemed fragile...
Havoc deepened the perpetual scowl that usually darkened his broad face.
Arcane, he well knew, was anything BUT fragile. He shook his head resignedly; his
grizzled, short-cropped hair caused his damp scalp to gleam in the sunlight. His
manner of moving was similar to the Kid's, though he didn't glide along the street.
Rather, he seemed to flow over the uneven cobblestones with an effortless grace that
marked him as someone unique in his own right. The large, thick blade of a
gladiator's dagger, snug in its scabbard in the small of his back, offered a
compelling warning to the few determined merchants braving the heat and calling out
to the infrequent passerby. Although, honestly, Havoc's frown was more than enough
to advise them to offer no more than a cautious glance in his direction.
When the pair reached the base of the broad cylinder, they noted that the alcove
leading to its double-doors was flanked by a pair of mountainous, orcish-looking
hulks clad in scalemail and helm. They carried naked greatswords across their
prodigious shoulders with an easy, relaxed manner. The guards seemed to tolerate the
heat well; their posture and the darting movements of their beady eyes buried in
their fleshy faces showed that they were quite alert, yet well rested. However, the
odor they gave off appeared to unsettle the dozen or so would-be patrons anxiously
lined up in the shade along the curving wall.
A Sharagorn Elf fidgeted within the alcove, directly in front of the thickly
banded doors. He was unarmed, yet wore his clan's traditional leather armor (heavily
decorated in runes and enigmatic symbols). The elf seemed to be in charge of the
pair of muscle heads, but he didn't appear to be happy about that.
Havoc allowed himself a glimmer of a smile.
"Damn my eyes! Is that Zenny?" asked Havoc in a rasping whisper.
"Well, the stipend we pay the team to keep them handy isn't much," chuckled
Arcane mirthlessly.
The Kid approached the door directly; Havoc dropped back a couple of paces on
Arcane's left flank. The customers that were lined up shot the same ugly look of
suspicion and distaste as the guards. If they had carried weapons, they might have
brandished them warningly as the guards did. Havoc rested his hands on his hips and
offered an empty grin. Neither he nor the Arcane Kid seemed afraid of the guards.
The elf, however, shuddered at the sight of the pair, and seemed become more pale
than usual.
"Ah, Ronin Zen! I'm happy we ran into you!" The Kid smiled broadly. He waved
to the guards, who flanked the elf at his shoulders and glared menacingly down at the
thin, frail manager.
"I see you found a pleasant way to pass the time until our return," nodded the
Kid.
"Uh, yeah. Yes sir." The elf twisted around and waved the guards back. "It's
okay; I know these guys." The guards didn't budge. They gripped their greatswords
tightly and kept them poised on their right shoulders. They ignored Havoc, who felt
like he had been insulted somehow.
"I think you will find that we have reservations," said the Kid with a smug
look. He somehow produced a small leather pouch and tossed it in a high arc toward
the elf. It made a substantial clink when Zen caught it. The sound seemed to
mollify the guards. They spread farther apart and continued to glower at the area in
general, but somehow not in the Kid's direction. Havoc looked down and shook his
head disgustedly.
"I find it rather odd that you couldn't fight in our last arena melee," said
Arcane. "I hope you weren't feeling ill." The Kid's eyes glowed briefly. "I know
there are many fatal diseases about."
"Yeah, germs kill people," chuckled Havoc gruffly.
Ronin Zen offered a queasy leer in lieu of a sincere smile. "I'm feeling much
better, thanks."
"You'll be fightin' in next week's fights," growled Havoc with a curt nod.
"Certainly. You may rely on me!"
"Likewise," snorted Havoc.
"We know the way to our table," nodded the Kid brightly. He headed deeper into
the alcove. The front door opened by itself. The Sharagorn Elf managed to cause the
pouch to disappear.
"See you later tonight at the clubhouse," Havoc sneered as he followed Arcane
into the tower. Zen dipped his head weakly in acknowledgment.
The two were silent as they entered the cool, dim interior. They had been
noticed, of course, by the curious staff, but were immediately recognized and were
left alone to make their way to the elevator.
Once they had stepped out of the elevator and onto the roof, they were ushered
to their usual corner table by a tight-lipped, stoop-shouldered waiter wearing satin
pantaloons and an ornately tooled leather vest. Unlike the other men on the rooftop,
he also wore a wide crimson sash and a decorative sallet of silvery metal. The
Arcane Kid and Havoc fell in behind him, easily matching his brisk pace as he strode
imperiously between the tables.
"I hope this is satisfactory," murmured the waiter with a dry, empty-eyed smile.
"You know it is," grinned Havoc as he pushed his chair against the wrought-iron
fence that bordered the roof's edge.
"Thank you, Felix," sighed Arcane as the waiter smoothly scooted the heavy,
thickly upholstered chair under the Kid's narrow butt. "We'll start with our usual
first course," Arcane purred as he shifted languorously in his chair. Felix gave a
curt nod. Havoc, characteristically, threw himself carelessly into his chair and
scanned the area, cataloguing the location and occupants of every table within
eyeshot. Felix disappeared like a ghost.
The large umbrellas that had been shading the tables rustled with the damp, cool
breeze from the bay as it swept across the roof of The Acropolis. The Kid sighed
appreciatively and stared into the sun as it began to sink below the distant tree
line.
Soon, a lissome young woman with short dark hair and vacant eyes arrived at
their table and began unloading a broad ivory tray. The Kid resettled himself in his
chair and frankly examined the curious glyphs and warrior-figures carved long the
tall edges of the rectangular tray. He ran a slender finger along the grooves of a
pair of symbols and pursed his thin lips, deep in thought.
Havoc snatched the deep silver mug from the tray as the waitress laid out
utensils, linen napkins, and a pair of covered dishes. A tall red bottle was placed
near the Kid's left hand; a tall crystal glass was next. Havoc waved the girl away
as she set down a liter-sized oaken cask. She was momentarily surprised; she picked
up her tray, dipped her chin, and scurried away.
"Curious," murmured the Kid as he watched her leave. Havoc wasted no time
filling his mug to the brim with a brown, foaming liquid. Arcane carefully opened
his bottle and poured himself a small draught. The bottle, it turned out, was clear.
The liquid within was a deep scarlet. To Havoc it seemed like an uncomfortable
reminder of the spurting death wounds sometimes seen in the arena. The Kid didn't
drink; he just cupped his glass with his fingers and stared into the bright red glow
of it.
"Watcha thinkin' about now? 'Bout how you forgot to grease that missy's palm?"
asked Havoc, pouring his first refill. "How're ya goin' to stay popular if you keep
doin' that?"
"Did you notice the tray?" Arcane replied. His eyes never left his glass.
"What about it? Ivory of some kind, right? So what?" Havoc drained half his
mug and wiped his broad face with his arm. "Ya do this all the time, Kid. C'mon! If
you got somethin' to say, just spit it out!"
Arcane shrugged, looked up, and offered a small smile to his companion. "I just
think it's odd that a tray made of a bison's scapula, a Rirorni Plains bison, would
bear the marks of a lord from Osksi." Havoc choked a little on his beer, but managed
to drain the rest of his mug and set it on the table with a loud thunk. He sighed
deeply and sat back in his chair; his eyes roved amongst the tables.
"Just spell it out for me," he growled without looking at the Kid.
Arcane shrugged again and returned to staring sightlessly into his glass.
"The Rirorni tribes use that bone as the basis for their famous small shields,"
began the Kid in his usual lecturing tone. Havoc swore softly to himself, but forced
himself to pay attention. "The scapula, in conjunction with the thick skin that
forms over the shoulder, is used to create a light, near-impenetrable shield. Some
gladiators prefer them over the steel versions, you know."
"Not many fighters use small shields, Kid," muttered Havoc.
"True, still... well, it's not pertinent. What is something to note is that
that bone, so highly prized by the plains tribes for their legendary shields, was
carved into a large serving tray instead."
"What's the big deal? Somebody bought it or killed their own bull, right?"
Havoc poured himself another mug.
"Not likely," mused Arcane. "Those beasts are enormous, nasty, and difficult to
deal with effectively."
"You mean: without getting killed!" chuckled Havoc.
Arcane nodded. "Also, the local tribes guard them aggressively, and they're
nomadic. They migrate with the herds, so they're never too far away."
"So somebody bought it or traded for it," Havoc waved a hand dismissively.
"The carvings were Old Osksi," mused the Kid. "It's considered a quasi-dead
language."
"Dead?" Havoc asked.
Arcane nodded. "Only those of ancient nobility, from some of the oldest houses,
bother learning it any more. Well, they and their priests, I should say. It's a
requirement for the usual Q & A rituals that make up certain aspects of their
religion."
"So it ain't really dead then, is it?"
"Well, nobody outside of Osksi's oldest aristocracy bother to use it," Arcane
admitted. "Think of it as a code, or password of sorts. If you speak it to someone
who claims to be of noble lineage, yet they can't understand or answer you
coherently..." The Kid drew his forefinger across his throat.
"So what?" grunted Havoc.
"You miss the point. That language and those runes aren't common, not even in
Osksi. One generally only sees them carved into some of the older temples, or
perhaps on some ancient warrior statuette along the Warrior's Way."
"Only in Osksi?" asked Havoc.
"Only and rarely," sighed Arcane. "Yet somehow that antiquated, closely-guarded
language was carved on a thick bone of a beast found far, far away - and likewise
guarded." The Kid shook his head and snorted. "Well. Something to think about." He
uncovered one dish sniffed its contents appreciatively. "Fresh sushi rolls! Gods, I
love The Acropolis! "
"Whatever," sniffed Havoc with disgust. "I guess ya aren't goin' to tell me what
those runes said, huh? And don't be tellin' me that you couldn't understand 'em,
'cause we both know ya can!"
"Our pressing business comes first, Havoc. We have to gather up our fighters,
then prepare for a brief reunion, a few rounds in the arena, and then a fond
farewell."
"Ya sure we can't stay around a little longer?" asked Havoc wistfully. "This
place ain't bad, and we ain't done too bad here either, all things considered."
"No, no, we have a little business to conduct and then we must be moving on.
Perhaps later we'll return in another season or two, but we can't be two places at
once, and we're needed elsewhere."
Havoc frowned at the Kid as he delicately sampled the sushi. "What if the
fighters don't get a chance to challenge right? Ya know, lots of these punks seem
like pushovers. We just need to pick and choose our match-ups."
Arcane waved a careless hand in Havoc's direction. "We're just putting in a
brief appearance; don't worry about it."
"Yeah, whatever..." mumbled Havoc to himself as he poured himself another mug.
"But who'll get the blame when the fans start jeerin' from the cheap seats?"
DUELMASTER'S COLUMN
Notes from the arena champ.
Hello, Shadowspire! It's me, your favorite not-ready-for-prime-time duelmaster.
I'm afraid this is hello and goodbye for me, as I have gotten the call to the Isle.
That makes me the sixth graduate from Otto's Diner and the fifth different style.
That's halfway to the round robin if you're scoring at home (or if you're alone).
Darque, LP, you'd better get moving or Otto's going to catch you!
Well, I'll make this short. I'm off to the Dark Arena because Otto wondered if
I could kill a monster with my so-called "little" damge, and also because he thinks
it'd be funny if our team had more Dark Arena kills than player kills. He's a
strange one, that guy. So long, Shadowspire! It's been fun battling with all of you
and I look forward to seeing some of you on the Isle soon.
Subprime Rib
SPY REPORT
Hail SHADOWSPIRE! Warriors of the arena, prepare to be praised and blamed for
your deeds. It seems the training can make the difference, as WARMASTERS is pushed
out of top team by LA PENTARCHIE, who came from 2nd with a 2-2-0 this turn. Now keep
the taverns open late tonight, for there are sorrows to drown for OTTO'S DINER, whose
0-5-0 this turn dropped them by 9 into 12th. SAVAGE HORDE stable has parlayed this
turn's 3-2-0 into a 5 space move up the rankings. This brings them up to 10th place.
Good work, guys! The FURRY FURY guild has had a 3-1-0 turn and deserves to be
watched in the future. You never know where this kind of thing can lead. And let's
see, CAT N TONIC fought ASTYANAX and gained 20 points and contributed to FURRY FURY's
3-1-0. ASTYANAX has lost to CAT N TONIC, falling 15 points, while helping make
ARCHAIC CHAOS a 3-1-0 turn. This turn SUBPRIME RIB Dark Arena Challenged DARK
CHAMPION in what was SHADOWSPIRE's Title bout. The crowds were amazed this turn, as
DARK CHAMPION killed the Duelmaster, SUBPRIME RIB, leaving OTTO'S DINER in mourning.
This incredible death has allowed, I might add, GIGI DIVINE from CULT OF BACCHUS to
ascend to the throne of Duelmaster, and I hear DARK ARENA is not happy. Can someone
confirm a rumor for me? I hear the top team makes their losing fighters do dishes at
The Dripping Blade until they win. Maybe?
I tell you, a green quarterstaff lasts longer than a seasoned sapling. A basher
friend of mine assures me this is true. MONSTER MANUAL has cause to stand tall, as
they were SHADOWSPIRE's most avoided team. A smart manager knows this is a team to
beat. And avoiding MONSTER MANUAL more than any other team we find CULT OF BACCHUS.
SHADOWSPIRE, are we going to accept, or respect this sort of thing? Well, sports
fans, take notice that GIGI DIVINE from CULT OF BACCHUS was SHADOWSPIRE's most
challenged warrior this turn. In a brave attempt, EBORIUS from WARMASTERS challenged
up 24 points to fight ODDJOB from the BOND-AGE stable. EBORIUS perhaps got his just
desserts, seeing as he was beat by ODDJOB and ended up with 73 recognition points.
The Dark Arena is for those who cannot win, not who cannot lose with grace.
Dignity in life or death is the warrior's creed. SUMMERBORN made what looks to be a
tough decision this turn, as they sent JUNEBUG, with a record of 18-17-4, to JUNEBUG
death. Farewell, hers. The Dripping Blade declares a free round for BALTAIRE and
all of CULT OF BACCHUS, for having revenged WARMASTERS' GLABRIO for killing one of
their comrades. Congratulations go out to SUMMERBORN, with JULIETTE revenging a
bloodfeud against AGORIX of WARMASTERS. We'd like to remind certain teams not to rob
the graves of their enemies. You know who you are; and it's considered rude.
Remember, blood on the purple robe does not change it from a purple robe. Dare
to fight bravely. Always good to rest in SHADOWSPIRE, but never good to wear out my
welcome. Look for me in future turns. Until the sun next rises and my pen sets to
paper-- Alarond the Scribe
DUELMASTER W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
GIGI DIVINE 613 29 15 1 110 CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
CHALLENGER CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
ODDJOB 1766 11 8 0 107 BOND-AGE (133)
ROSA KLEBB 1765 11 8 0 106 BOND-AGE (133)
MEDA 854 17 6 0 101 CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
FISH TACO 1687 15 10 1 99 FOOD (130)
JAKLAK 1430 26 20 0 98 CLAN LONGBEARD (39)
PANDERA PAX 1406 16 15 1 92 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111)
TAMERLANE 1764 11 9 0 91 DARQUE AGES (29)
CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
NICK NACK 1750 10 10 1 90 BOND-AGE (133)
LITTLE DARLING 1700 14 12 0 86 SUMMERBORN (104)
GREMLIN STEW 1710 19 6 0 84 OTTO'S DINER (96)
BALTAIRE 833 12 13 0 80 CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
JULIETTE 1630 20 11 0 77 SUMMERBORN (104)
CAZADOR 1578 19 15 0 75 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13)
JOSEPH MITCHELL 1746 9 13 1 74 LITERATE LOONS (40)
EBORIUS 1799 10 5 0 73 WARMASTERS (15)
FEOHR 1737 13 10 1 71 CLAN LONGBEARD (39)
DROW 1774 12 8 0 71 MONSTER MANUAL (87)
MARTILN 1742 14 7 0 69 CLAN LONGBEARD (39)
KRONSTEEN 1748 12 8 0 68 BOND-AGE (133)
CHALLENGER ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
KNUT SUNDERHELM 1569 14 21 3 66 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13)
BRUSSEL SPROUTS 1688 12 13 2 66 FOOD (130)
CLERLEON 1796 10 6 1 66 LA PENTARCHIE (11)
IRONHEAD 1722 16 8 0 65 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13)
PURPLE WORM 1775 10 10 0 65 MONSTER MANUAL (87)
ZADIE SMITH 1701 15 11 0 62 LITERATE LOONS (40)
SUMNER 1624 10 9 0 61 THE WILLBURYS II (127)
TUKWILLA 1627 9 10 2 60 THE WILLBURYS II (127)
TURDUCKEN 1784 8 10 0 57 OTTO'S DINER (96)
ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
IRWEHN 1785 10 8 0 56 CLAN LONGBEARD (39)
JULIAN OF NORWICH 1783 8 10 1 56 DARQUE AGES (29)
HARE BINGER 1790 9 8 1 54 FURRY FURY (25)
MIDSUMMER WREATH 1793 8 5 1 52 SUMMERBORN (104)
GLABRIO 1800 8 7 1 52 WARMASTERS (15)
LADY GODIVA 1782 12 6 0 50 DARQUE AGES (29)
ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
ONION RINGS 1684 11 14 0 47 FOOD (130)
BORO BLOODHUNTER 1854 5 1 0 46 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13)
RENTON 1623 8 11 1 44 THE WILLBURYS II (127)
AGORIX 1842 7 2 2 43 WARMASTERS (15)
TOSSED SALAD 1686 6 19 0 43 FOOD (130)
LAODAMEIA 1713 5 5 1 38 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111)
PASTA ALL DENTY 1837 5 5 0 36 OTTO'S DINER (96)
THE BLACK PRINCE 1841 5 4 0 34 DARQUE AGES (29)
CHALLENGER INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
FAILED DOG TRICK 1798 6 9 0 33 FURRY FURY (25)
ANTENOR 1731 5 4 0 33 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111)
HONEY BEE 1860 2 3 1 33 FURRY FURY (25)
REDDIG 1838 7 3 0 32 CLAN LONGBEARD (39)
SYFTAR TRAFF 1876 2 0 0 30 DRAGONBANE GUILD (13)
INGRAT 1805 5 9 0 28 LA PENTARCHIE (11)
HOMONCULOUS 1851 4 2 0 27 MONSTER MANUAL (87)
STORM GIANT 1819 6 6 0 24 MONSTER MANUAL (87)
INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
TROLL HAND 1825 4 6 1 23 SAVAGE HORDE (134)
CAEDMON 1873 2 1 0 23 DARQUE AGES (29)
INTELLECT DEVOURER 1820 4 8 2 22 MONSTER MANUAL (87)
CAT N TONIC 1870 1 2 0 22 FURRY FURY (25)
EDNA MILLAY 1834 5 6 0 21 LITERATE LOONS (40)
ORTING 1815 5 5 0 20 THE WILLBURYS II (127)
THE DRONE 1862 3 2 1 17 LA PENTARCHIE (11)
LONGFANGS 1881 1 0 0 16 SAVAGE HORDE (134)
WORD THIEF 1849 2 3 0 14 CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
REAVER 1879 2 0 0 13 SAVAGE HORDE (134)
TIBERIUS 1853 2 4 1 11 WARMASTERS (15)
SKULLCLEAVER 1877 1 1 0 11 SAVAGE HORDE (134)
KOPITAR 1871 1 2 0 11 WARMASTERS (15)
HENRY MILLER 1846 1 7 0 10 LITERATE LOONS (40)
EURYMEDON 1865 2 2 0 8 LA PENTARCHIE (11)
GET BENTO 1863 1 3 0 6 OTTO'S DINER (96)
ASTYANAX 1791 1 1 0 4 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111)
KAMAL KHAN 1883 0 1 0 1 BOND-AGE (133)
SUMMER BAY SHOT 1884 0 1 0 1 SUMMERBORN (104)
'-' denotes a warrior who did not fight this turn.
THE DEAD W L K TEAM NAME SLAIN BY TURN Revenge?
JAX LE BLUE 946 8 9 0 CULT OF BACCHUS 4 GLABRIO 1800 143 JUST REVENGED
CYRUS 1858 0 1 0 DRAGONBANE GUILD 13 THE DRONE 1862 140 NOT REVENGED
SUBPRIME RIB 1567 22 13 1 OTTO'S DINER 96 DARK CHAMPION 144 NONE
SWEET 'N LOW 1861 0 1 0 OTTO'S DINER 96 HONEY BEE 1860 140 REVENGED
BONESNAPPER 1826 2 6 0 SAVAGE HORDE 134 TIBERIUS 1853 143
DARK 1882 0 1 0 SAVAGE HORDE 134 DARK CHAMPION 144 NONE
GROND 1852 2 2 0 SAVAGE HORDE 134 AGORIX 1842 142
REDFANG 1827 2 4 0 SAVAGE HORDE 134 INTELLECT DEVOUR 1820 140 NOT REVENGED
JUNEBUG 1543 18 18 4 SUMMERBORN 104 SHEWISH GIANT 144 NONE
WELLAWELLAWELLUH 1843 4 4 0 SUMMERBORN 104 AGORIX 1842 143 JUST REVENGED
PERSONAL ADS
Archaic Chaos -- Welcome back. We hope you stick around! -- DeGotti
Vanek -- A rather bloody turn for you last time out! I have a feeling we will be
sick of each other in 4 turns! -- DeGotti
Joseph Mitchell -- A wonderful dance we had! You swept me off my feet and somehow I
managed to twirl my way off the ground and show you the business end of my short
spear! -- Meda
Grimm -- I hope our arranged battle goes through! -- DeGotti
Gigi was again the most challenged warrior yet it was Rosa Klebb who got to dance
with her in a random matchup? So strange for a such a popular warrior! -- DeGotti
Golems running the spy commission? No wonder the reports are rather dull! Bring back
the real spy reporters! A throwback arena should have a true spy report! -- DeGotti
Next time, okay? The hands are already committed for the Crysalis spy report
today. -- Larkin
Lady Godiva -- You are suppose to let the Binger win. -- Hare Binger
Otto -- You are too nice a guy. On that note, please leave the Bee alone now that
the BF is over. He is too fragile to face your mighty stable. -- Grimm
Hawk -- I have a few arena mates who are going to make life a little less fun for Mr
Vanek. -- Grimm
Vanek -- I will give you this, 2-3 of us were debating retiring from 81. You and
your managerial tactics have bred life back into the arena. -- Grimm
Sumner -- I'll pass on an rematch offer. -- Trollhand
Get Bento -- That was scary. Thought the team would have another DOA. Thanks for
the skills! -- Skullcleaver
LAST WEEK'S FIGHTS
SUBPRIME RIB was barely slain by DARK CHAMPION in a 4 minute Dark Arena fight.
JUNEBUG was narrowly killed by SHEWISH GIANT in a exciting 1 minute Dark Arena melee.
DARK was slaughtered by DARK CHAMPION in a 1 minute Dark Arena brawl.
BALTAIRE devastated GLABRIO in a 1 minute one-sided Bloodfeud fight.
JULIETTE demolished AGORIX in a 1 minute mismatched Bloodfeud competition.
TAMERLANE was unbelievably bested by ROSA KLEBB in a 1 minute Challenge match.
KRONSTEEN was defeated by LITTLE DARLING in a action packed 1 minute Challenge melee.
MEDA viciously subdued GREMLIN STEW in a popular 3 minute expert's Challenge duel.
EBORIUS was vanquished by ODDJOB in a 1 minute one-sided Challenge fight.
TURDUCKEN was beaten by DROW in a 1 minute Challenge melee.
KNUT SUNDERHELM was savagely defeated by JOSEPH MITCHELL in a 2 minute fight.
MIDSUMMER WREATH was viciously subdued by PURPLE WORM in a 3 minute Challenge contest.
BORO BLOODHUNTER subdued THE BLACK PRINCE in a popular 1 minute Challenge brawl.
PASTA ALL DENTY was viciously subdued by HARE BINGER in a 2 minute Challenge conflict.
TIBERIUS was vanquished by ANTENOR in a 1 minute mismatched Challenge bout.
SYFTAR TRAFF handily defeated ORTING in a 2 minute bloody mismatched Challenge bout.
HONEY BEE devastated WORD THIEF in a 1 minute one-sided Challenge fight.
GET BENTO was savagely defeated by TROLL HAND in a 2 minute brutal Challenge bout.
KOPITAR luckily beat HENRY MILLER in a crowd pleasing 5 minute Challenge fight.
FISH TACO devastated M. CHARDINEE in a 1 minute one-sided contest.
JAKLAK defeated CAZADOR in a tiring 6 minute veteran's duel.
GIGI DIVINE outwaited NICK NACK in a unpopular 10 minute uneven Title duel.
PANDERA PAX overpowered IRWEHN in a 1 minute one-sided match.
TUKWILLA was defeated by MARTILN in a 4 minute duel.
LADY GODIVA was savagely defeated by CLERLEON in a action packed 3 minute gory fight.
BRUSSEL SPROUTS overpowered REDDIG in a 1 minute uneven match.
ZADIE SMITH beat TOSSED SALAD in a 2 minute gory expert's duel.
IRONHEAD unbelievably bested JULIAN OF NORWICH in a crowd pleasing 5 minute bout.
FEOHR overpowered ONION RINGS in a 1 minute one-sided fight.
SUMNER vanquished FAILED DOG TRICK in a 1 minute one-sided fray.
RENTON beat INGRAT in a popular 2 minute gory match.
LAODAMEIA overpowered INTELLECT DEVOURER in a 4 minute one-sided bout.
EDNA MILLAY was overcome by HOMONCULOUS in a crowd pleasing 1 minute match.
STORM GIANT unbelievably bested SKULLCLEAVER in a 5 minute master vs. novice fight.
ASTYANAX was overpowered by CAT N TONIC in a 1 minute one-sided fray.
THE DRONE demolished SUMMER BAY SHOT in a 1 minute mismatched match.
EURYMEDON was demolished by CAEDMON in a tiring 7 minute gruesome one-sided duel.
REAVER beat KAMAL KHAN in a crowd pleasing 1 minute novice's competition.
LONGFANGS won victory over EMBEZZLING SCRIBE in a exciting 1 minute novice's match.
BATTLE REPORT
MOST POPULAR RECORD DURING THE LAST 10 TURNS
|FIGHTING STYLE FIGHTS FIGHTING STYLE W - L - K PERCENT|
|STRIKING ATTACK 15 TOTAL PARRY 50 - 34 - 2 60 |
|PARRY-STRIKE 9 PARRY-STRIKE 55 - 46 - 4 54 |
|TOTAL PARRY 8 SLASHING ATTACK 28 - 24 - 1 54 |
|LUNGING ATTACK 8 STRIKING ATTACK 94 - 90 - 4 51 |
|SLASHING ATTACK 7 AIMED BLOW 21 - 23 - 1 48 |
|WALL OF STEEL 7 BASHING ATTACK 41 - 45 - 5 48 |
|BASHING ATTACK 7 PARRY-RIPOSTE 9 - 10 - 0 47 |
|AIMED BLOW 6 LUNGING ATTACK 29 - 35 - 0 45 |
|PARRY-RIPOSTE 4 WALL OF STEEL 31 - 38 - 3 45 |
|PARRY-LUNGE 2 PARRY-LUNGE 8 - 24 - 0 25 |
Turn 144 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:
TOTAL PARRY 5 - 3 BASHING ATTACK 3 - 4 3 TOTAL PARRY
STRIKING ATTACK 9 - 6 LUNGING ATTACK 3 - 5 3 STRIKING ATTACK
SLASHING ATTACK 4 - 3 PARRY-STRIKE 3 - 6 2 WALL OF STEEL
WALL OF STEEL 4 - 3 PARRY-LUNGE 0 - 2 1 SLASHING ATTACK
AIMED BLOW 3 - 3 1 PARRY-STRIKE
PARRY-RIPOSTE 2 - 2 1 LUNGING ATTACK
TOP WARRIOR OF EACH STYLE
FIGHTING STYLE WARRIOR W L K PNTS TEAM NAME
TOTAL PARRY GIGI DIVINE 613 29 15 1 110 CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
SLASHING ATTACK ODDJOB 1766 11 8 0 107 BOND-AGE (133)
PARRY-STRIKE ROSA KLEBB 1765 11 8 0 106 BOND-AGE (133)
STRIKING ATTACK MEDA 854 17 6 0 101 CULT OF BACCHUS (4)
LUNGING ATTACK PANDERA PAX 1406 16 15 1 92 ARCHAIC CHAOS (111)
WALL OF STEEL LITTLE DARLING 1700 14 12 0 86 SUMMERBORN (104)
BASHING ATTACK FEOHR 1737 13 10 1 71 CLAN LONGBEARD (39)
AIMED BLOW DROW 1774 12 8 0 71 MONSTER MANUAL (87)
Note: Warriors have a winning record and are an Adept or Above.
The overall popularity leader is FISH TACO 1687. The most popular warrior this turn
was MEDA 854. The ten other most popular fighters were JULIAN OF NORWICH 1783, HENRY
MILLER 1846, CLERLEON 1796, SKULLCLEAVER 1877, JOSEPH MITCHELL 1746, RENTON 1623,
MIDSUMMER WREATH 1793, HARE BINGER 1790, MARTILN 1742, and JULIETTE 1630.
The least popular fighter this week was CAZADOR 1578. The other ten least popular
fighters were EURYMEDON 1865, GIGI DIVINE 613, CAEDMON 1873, SUMMER BAY SHOT 1884,
ASTYANAX 1791, INTELLECT DEVOURER 1820, FAILED DOG TRICK 1798, ONION RINGS 1684,
REDDIG 1838, and IRWEHN 1785.
The following warriors have traveled to AD after fighting this turn:
JUNEBUG (81-1543) SUMMERBORN (104)
SUBPRIME RIB (81-1567) OTTO'S DINER (96)