Áskell hadn’t expected to win his match and was thrilled when he was declared the victor. If his father really was watching from the spirit realm he hoped the man was proud of him. Of course now that he had won he had another match to go.

Áskell arrived at the ring for his next match. With a grin he set his defenses and winked at the other boy. He had to admit he was having a good time. Even if he didn’t win his second match he wanted to have a good showing and if he did win... oh he couldn’t wait to tell his brother, even if it meant letting the healer tinker with his wounds.

Artorias was thrilled to have bested his first opponent in the tournament, pride and accomplishment swelling his heart in his chest. He had smiled to his family and to Briar, accepting the declaration of victory with grace as he exited the arena to wait for the next round. He had shaken most of the dirt off of his fur from his scuffle with Úlfr, but some dust still clung to his lighter fur. Going into round two, Artorias knew he would have to be even more prepared and focused. He would be taking on a champion as well now.

When his name was called for the second round of eliminations, he entered the ring with much of the same humbleness and focus he had the first time. He eyed his opponent from across the arena, smirking at the grin and wink from the smaller boy. He liked the good attitude he had; it would make the fight all the more friendly and fun. Taking his position cross from his opponent, Artorias squared his legs, lowered his body, and narrowed his eyes. A silent prayer was whispered to whatever gods were watching him, and he hoped his mother could see him from wherever she was beyond death. Shooting a grin back, he nodded to the other yearling. Round two had begun.

"Artorias" | Thoughts

Excitement and nerves jumbled together as Áskell willed his mind to focus on the fight. He looked to his opponent grinning at the wink and the nod. He was glad he wasn't fighting a serious opponent, that would make the match fun whether he won or lost but of course he hoped to win. Being so much smaller it made logical sense to attack on the edge, to skirt and dance around his opponent. However, Áskell wasn't always conventional. He wanted the rush of physical contact in this battle, the distraction, as thoughts and longing to have his father watch this match started to gather. He couldn't afford that distraction.

Áskell kicked off and charged straight at his opponent, seeking to build up speed. He shifted his weight to his hind legs and lifted his arms as he sought to wrap them around the base of his opponents neck, just in front of the shoulders. At the same time he attempted to bite onto the left side of the other boy's neck just below the jaw line. He just wanted to get a hold and wasn't looking to restrict air flow.


Áskell Klein vs Artorias for Tourney Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter

The fight began much the same way the previous one had, with his opponent charging straight for him. Artorias was surprised by the smaller brute's brashness to try and take on a significantly larger foe head on, but the dark-furred warrior was loathe to deny his opponent the clash he sought. Baring his teeth, Artorias kicked off the dirt and intercepted his opponent in the middle of the arena, throwing his larger (and in turn heavier) form in much the same manner, forelegs open to try and catch the other wolf around the neck and grapple with him like two lions trying to throw the other into submission. It would end the two in a struggle over one another if either succeeded, either both wolves locked together against one another's strength or one of them breaking apart to put space between them. He felt his opponent's jaws move to the side of neck, but by going low he allowed Artorias to use his superior height and aim his own jaws for the back of the other wolf's neck, aiming to grab the yearling warrior by his spine while his opponent's teeth missed low and got his skin instead of his jawline. No doubt the two would likely be locked in this grapple until one relented or another got their footing to pin the other, but that was what Artorias was counting on.

Artorias Sirius Carpathius vs Askell Klein for Tournament Spar
Round 1/2
Age: 1+ year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator

"Artorias" | Thoughts

Áskell collided with the other boy and he felt a slight thrill at the larger boys arms wrapping around him. Unfortunately, he realized a bit to late that his brazen attack had landed him in a sticky situation for his jaws had missed their initial target and instead latched onto the corner of his opponents jaw. Also, due to the close proximity, Áskell could not avoid Artorias' attack. He flinched as his opponents teeth latched into his scruff over his spine. Áskell attempted to keep himself upright, his tail fanning out like a flag and his hind legs spreading while he attempted to hug the other boy's neck tighter to avoid being bowled over. Foolish of him really. He was supposed to be smart and tactical but the combination of grief and hormones was making his decisions a mixed bag.


Áskell Klein vs Artorias for Tourney Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter

Just as he had anticipated, both wolves ended up locked in a grapple with one another, paws, claws, and jaws holding their respective opponents in ferocious grips. Artorias' fangs gripped the dense fur and skin on the back of his foe's neck, pushing forward with all his strength against the smaller wolf to try and topple him over. The other wolf was just as stocky and solid as he was though, and wrestling him to the ground was not going to be an easy feat. He growled and snarled while going to jerk his head back and forth with the other wolf's scruff in his jaws, knowing that doing so would tug his neck against his opponent's teeth and hurt, but if he could manage to get the other yearling down, he could pin him and end this fight now. Keeping a tight grip on his opponent, Artorias braced his hind legs in the soft dirt, then hurled all of his weight to one side while trying to pull his opponent with him to the ground.

Artorias Sirius Carpathius vs Askell Klein for Tournament Spar
Round 2/2
Age: 1+ year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator

"Artorias" | Thoughts

And the winner is...

Artorias

Áskell must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Áskell : Rolls: 14, 30, 56, 34 Adjusted rolls: 15.4, 30, 56, 42.5 Total: 179.88 Artorias : Rolls: 52, 21, 19, 81 Adjusted rolls: 54.6, 22.05, 23.75, 81 Total: 226.75