Just another PK

[Cain]

Keywords: Courageous Black Old World
Area Level: 1
Type: Field
Scenery: A night field with a yellow moon in the sky. A giant castle is in the distance and lots of rocks are scattered in through out.
Weather: Cloudy

Cain enters the area and sighs at the scenery. In the distance, he sees a party fighting a monster and grins. He draws his blade and helps the party defeat the monster.

"Thanks, we needed help with defeating it. Sad how we couldn't defeat it alone."

"It's alright, now...lets talk about the terms of help."

Cain chuckles and after a few strikes, brings down the party without any effort.

Too bad they were weak. Hopefully someone more challenging comes along. It's boring attacking nothing but noobs.

Cains puts away his weapon and walks away and wonders around the field aimlessly.

[Rahu]

A black and gold clad player character sat atop a tall Mesa, watching the scenes that took place just a moment before. He would have helped himself, but He just didn't care to for some reason. Rather, he was more interested in the PK who just wandered in. The Steam Gunner known as Rahu drew a long bayonet from his back in a spray of sparks. The golden plated firearm glinted in the artificial moonlight as it was aimed it at the Edge Punisher.

"If you are looking for competition, perhaps you would find a worthier match in the Arena."

Rahu was suddenly engulfed in an amber flame as he pulled back the hammer of a stylized flintlock mechanism.

"Thorn Shot."

Rahu pulled the trigger three times, unleashing a trio of searing bullets that rapidly closed in on Cain.

[Lebis]

Lebis sniffed the subtle air, reluctantly catching the wafts of stirring winds. Slowly, rondures split to witness a bath of silver and marine blue glow under the moonlight. Tracing her fingers across Malice's hilt, the stirring began to arouse hidden intent behind her stoic grin. Listlessly, she twisted her position so she'd sit, appearing not far off of the restless chaos.

Flicking stray locks of indigo hair, she looked over calmly, almost uninterestedly, at the quarrelling disturbances. Not wanting to involve herself rudely, she looked passed her flouting nature and need to maintain peace. Besides, things like this were becoming common in low leveled lands.. "Oh well.." she sighed, the whisps of dancing leaves caressing the sky and regaining her attention.

[Cain]

Oh fun, I guess this is what I get for wanting to fight anyone worth any skill.

Cain tries his best to draw his blade and block the bullets. He only manages to block one of the three bullets while the other two hit. Cain holds his sword defensively infront of him just incase of another other attack.

"So, you going to come down here any? Or am are you just going to fight up there and make it an unworthy match?"

[Rahu]

"A worthy match? Do such words exist in the mind of one who dispatches players vastly inferior to him? If you want a challenge, why not try and come up here before your armor is riddled with bullets?"

Rahu motioned to the rampway leading up to the adjacent edge of the mesa.

"This is a fight for survival."

He once again took aim at the Edge Punisher and fired a normal, but still quite dangerous shell from his ornate gun.

[Cain]

"Hmmm...I see where you going with this, but where a fair fight if your opponent is too cowardly to just be a distance and shoot at an enemy?"

Cain tries to dodge out of the way of the bullet, but it hits his left arm. Not wanting to waste anytime, he runs toward the ramp way to the mesa with his sword in front of him to protect him. When he reaches the mesa, he stops and looks at Rahu.

"But seeing as you we so inclined to wanting to fight, shall we?"

[Rahu]

"Let me rephrase what I mean. A truly fair fight, or a worthy match, can only be certainly found in the Arena. When you swing that sword of yours upon weaker players, you must be willing to understand that yet more experienced players will treat you as a threat. Blindly PKing will only be met with extreme prejudice."

Now that Rahu had a clear line of sight and closer range with the Edge Punisher, he had a better chance of hitting him with the next attack. He pulled back the flintlock to full and was englufed with golden flames.

"Thunder Spark."

Two loud bangs could be heard through the entire area as a pair of armor piercing shells exited Voice Usurper at high velocity, heading straight for Cain's chest. Even if he raised his sword as a makeshift shield again, the knockback would be moderate.

[Cain]

"Though theres still the fun in PKing."

Cain tries to block the bullets coming at him but the knock back pushes him over the edge of the mesa. He lands on his back from the fall and slowly tries to get up.

"Ok...that wasn't fun."

Cain slowly walks back up the ramp way to the mesa. When he gets to the top, he unleashes a Tiger Blitz to close the distance between them.