Galdrina vs. Hillevi

The crowd milled about impatiently. They'd been waiting 20 minutes for this match to begin! Apparently the Queen was otherwise occupied, and no one would dare start without her. There was her empty balcony... and oh, she was arriving now! She had her normal regal bearing, but seemed to be noticeably smiling as her image was projected via the viewfinder while the crowd bowed their heads in salute.

Once she took her seat things began.

"Welcome one and all, and thank you for your patience!" The announcer spoke, his voice magically amplified to boom through the arena. "We have a special treat for you today. A new fighter, and one of the loveliest flowers in the land... The elven beauty.... Galdrina!"

The south gate opened and the sleek Galdrina entered, strutting confidently. Her rapier clacked at her side as her hips swayed. Her red dress glowed in the sunlight. She waved to the crowd, who enjoyed the viewfinder's projection as it circled her body. She was quite lovely... and she knew it. She had a complete look and confidence, almost bordering on a sneer. She seemed eager to see who her challenger was.

"And, from the north gate, a returning favorite..."

In the stands Veera sat in her suit, stylish and sleek, giving off the impressive air only a powerful gambler can have. She sat leaning forward in her pants, jacket and blouse, puffing away at her ciggeratte in it's holder. She studied the fighter who'd just entered along with the rest of the crowd... beautiful, and obviously gracefully, but experienced and blatantly cocky. Veera considered if this would be a worthy fighter to bet on.

First things first though, she had to wait to see the other fighter, and find someone to bet against. So she scanned the crowd, looking for an easy mark, or someone with money to pit her wits against. She may be new in town, but she'd already amassed thousands of coins through her wits and cunning and was eager to expand that fortune...

"From our deepest dungeons, the Mercenary who attacked our troops, with a terrible arena record...she was humiliated by Cleodine, who diapered her, she was defeated by Alanna, or her demoness, who gave her a sound...um, ploughing in front of everybody. She was on the losing side in the Challenge of the Queens of Nysia, and with her former queen was plunged into the mud by Cleodine's team."

The crowd was already booing. Hilevi wished she could throw her glaive as far as the announcer's box, but even if she could, the arena magics would prevent it from giving that announcer the decapitation he deserved. So she flourished the weapon instead, before taking a long swig from her flask. Was he still talking?

"With such a record, we can only hope her luck will change this time...or maybe that it won't...Hilevi the Warbringer!"

She gave one more deathly cold stare at the announcer, but was too experienced to take her eyes off her opponent too long. Why couldn't fights in Enferia's arena be simple, like clashes of armies? She knew where she stood on the battlefield. Somehow, with all these rules and no blood, her lessers were managing to get the better of her.

She sized up her opponent. "Oh, great, an elf," she said out loud. Thinking to herself silently, she continued the analysis. "She's stunning, and holds that rapier like someone from an academy. There's no way she's lost friends in battle. She's way too harmless to be a real warrior. This should be easy. But don't psych yourself out. You've been defeated by worse. Your weapon will give you an advantage of reach, just keep her blade from getting close enough, and you've got this. Listen to you overthinking it. You should have drank more before stepping into the arena."

With that strategy in mind, she took a defensive stance. When her opponent's attack came, she'd counterattack.

Zaleria looked all around before choosing a set. Eleanor looked nervous. She half expected to be surprised by Zoraida, after all that was one of her lackeys down in the arena. She prepared to root for Hilevi to lose, but her past experiences in the arena had taught her that she was a formidable opponent. On the other hand, she had a record of losing. Zaleria hoped this time would be no different. She looked down at the graceful elf wielding a rapier. "A bit too proud," she thought, "but definitely skilled. This should be interesting."

Galdrina looked over Hillevi, then scoffed. Some pear shaped armored warrior, who apparently lost every battle she fought? She probably wore the armor because she lacked any finesse! This would be too easy, Galdrina thought. She'd quickly strip this woman, proving her superiority to all!

She shimmied up to Hillevi, assuming a low fencing stance and drawing her rapier. She feinted a strike high at Hillevi's head, but her real strike flew aimed at the woman's waist!

(Dex 10 + 7 = 17)

((Defense critical))

"Is that all you've got, little bird?" Hilevi easily batted away the light rapier with the shaft of her glaive, then swung the blade around, targeting the lower part of Galdrina's dress. ((10+6=16 ))

(Critical defense as well!)
Galdrina nimbly side stepped the blow, using her sword to regale the blow away from her body. Then she dodged past Hillevi, slashing at the straps of her breastplate as she went by
(11)

Vera watched the match. So far it was quite the even match. Good, she thought. All the better to raise the stakes on the bet she intended to make. She just had to find a mark.
That's when she saw Zaleria. The woman's bearing was that of royalty or nobility. Easy money was how Veera saw it.

So she strutted forward, leaning against Zaleria's chair. Without bothering to introduce herself she blew smoke and spoke.

"Quite a close match." Veera said. "Exciting. Makes me feel like... gambling. How about you?"

Zaleria gave her a glance that felt like she was sizing her up. Then, coyly she said, "What kind of stakes do u have in mind?"

((Defense 18))
"You'll have to do much better than that," Hilevi taunted, easily parrying the attack, then adding, "Cat got your tongue?" Her next move was an overhead swing at the top of Galdrina's dress. ((Critical fail))

Veera smiled. The mark was eyeing the bait.

"Oh, just a little friendly wager... say, 1000 coins?"

Veera was blustering. This was a large part of her fortune. But it was a tempting amount to lure one in.

"If you don't want to bet cash though, perhaps you'd be more inclined to a foriet of some sort? I'm game for whatever really."

Veera knew that the psychological advantage from a forfeit would give her power in future business dealings. Or, perhaps she could make this woman work for her. She'd just have to find a way to win. Or cheat. Or hustle. There was always a way for a pro gambler like Veera!

Meanwhile, Hilevi raised her overhead, planning to cleave it down on Galdrina. Unfortunately her glaive flew from her hands, sticking in the sand behind her!

"HA!" Galdrina laughed. "Someone has to learn to keep a grip on their weapon! Now you'll pay the price..."

With that Galdrina darted in with her rapier, aiming it at Hilevi's waist with a vicious cutting motion...

(15 to hit!)

Watching Hilevi lose her grip brought a smile of confidence to Zaleria's face. "Forfeit, hmmm?" said Zaleria, calling the bluff, "What you mean is that you don't have the cash. I understand, gambler...but you see, I have to be very careful what I agree to. I am a queen, after all. But your moxy amuses me. Let's say, if the armored warrior wins, you can have your 1000 coins. But if the elf wins, such a paltry sum won't bring a smile to my face. I want you to bet your dignity. If the elf wins, I'll humiliate you before the entire arena. You seem the confident type, what do you say?"

((Defense 15 ))
Meanwhile, down below, Hilevi dodged Galdrina's attack with a surprising amount of alacrity for such a large woman. It was reflexes like these that kept her alive as a mercenary.

Galdrina slightly overcommitted to her attack, leaving an opening. Hilevi pulled her dagger and lunged for her hips, hoping to tackle her and tear the bottom part of her dress. At the same time, bringing the smaller woman into close combat would probably offer her an advantage, as the range would be too close for the long, flexible sword she was using.
((16 to hit))

Veera smiled. 1000 coin with no loss? How could she turn that down? Her dignity was important to her of course. As both a gambler and a woman. But her greed for coin drove her on.

"It's a deal." She said, extending her hand for a shake of agreement. "Though, I hope you understand I'm new to the area, and would hope these forfeits would not be too out of line. What am I saying though? You're obviously a woman of noble upbringing and stature. I would not expect such lurid behavior from you."

Veera was attempting to manipulate Zaleria yet again, to pressure her into not going too undignified in her forfeits. If she lost. But Veer had her hopes on this underestimated warrior winning. After all, Hilevi had lost every match so far! She was bound to win eventually. Hopefully this would be the match.

(17)

Galdrina was shocked by her enemy's speed. She barely managed to slip away as Hilevi pulled a dagger and rushed her. As she slipped to one side she tried to drag her rapier along the other woman's side and slit the straps of her breast plate once more, relying on her elven reflexes to land the strike!

(13 to hit. This is an interesting fight! It's very back and forth, building some fun tension a lot of the other fights don't have.)

Zaleria smiled, "It's settled then. And, well, my girl and I won't be TOO hard on you," she said, adding, in a whisper, "of course, that's relative, right?"

((Defense 9)) Galdrina's rapier hit home for once, and Hilevi's breastplate fell to the arena floor with a dull thud that would have been a clank except for the sand. Hilevi looked down at her green top, then lunged again!
((14 to hit))

((I agree, this is fun!))

Veera noted the obvious threat in Zaleria's words. She may have misestimated this woman. Zaleria was a bit more of a voyeur then she realized, who probably got off on these forfeits. Very well Veera thought. She'd just have to make sure she won! She was pretty helpless from here though. She hoped that Hilevi would get it together!

(14)
Hilevi thrust forward with her dagger. Galdrina barely parried the blow. They were more evenly matched then Galdrina wanted to admit, as she was pushed back by the force of Hilevi's attack. Well, she'd just have to prove her superiority! She extended her sword, aimed at Hilevi's waist, hoping to strip her leg armor!

(13 to hit)

((9))((also passes drunk bladder check, lol, she doesn't have to go yet))
Hilevi heard another thud and her legs felt lighter as her greaves came dropped. She was starting to get a bit flustered. Her next attack was more desperate, going for the bottom of the dress. ((17))

(critical fail!)

Galdrina smirked. She felt her victory was ensured. hilevi had no armor, and was flailing badly. Galdrina felt she'd already practically won, it was just the simple matter of stripping the rest of Hilevi's clothes off.

Casually Galdrina tried to flip her sword around in a flamboyant display.... but missed her catch and dropped the blade! She stood dumbfounded for a half a second, whihc was all the time Hilevi needed to slash off the bottom of her dress! Galdrina was now wearing only boots and a silk slip to conceal her panties. Her legs were totally revealed! She gasped, then dove on the ground to retrieve her sword. She would be outmatched without it!

(12 to pick up sword)

((I'm going to take this that she has to beat that to prevent her from getting the sword, and this is Galdrina's attack roll.))
((13))

Hilevi kicked the sword far away just in time, before jumping on the smaller elven woman, cutting at her slip as she tried to pin her to the ground. ((17))

(13)
Galdrina gasped as her short slip was cut, revealing her black lace panties with red trim. She threw her hands over her crotch just as Hillevi slammed into her like a linebacker.

"OOF!' Galdrina exclaimed as she fell under Hillevi's bulk. Galdrina felt helpless without her sword. She wasn't used to such feelings. Desperately she clawed Hillevi's top, trying desperately to rip it off her enemy.

(critical success!)

Hilevi's top was shredded, leaving her with nothing but a large white bra on top. On her lower half, she still had her pants, and presumably some kind of underwear. She was too filled with rage to be embarrassed at this point, so she attempted to tear the rest of Galdrina's dress from her. ((14))

((The slip was a good way to even out the number of items. Perhaps she has some kind of corset underneath as well?))

(11, good call on the corset)

Hillevi ripped mightily. Galdrina clawed at the larger woman's wrists, but was far weaker, and hand no leverage laying flat on her back. Her dress was now torn clean off! She was left in a large black bra, corset and lace panties.

Squealing, Galdrina tried to kick and roll free, slipping Hillevi's grip and rolling free to retrieve her sword!

(15)

((14 ))
Hilevi tried to hold the elf down, but found her too squirmy. The smaller woman was able to roll away from her, and picked up her rapier.

If a strategy works once, it might just work again, so Hilevi threw all her weight at the elf, hoping to knock her down and fight her at a range too close for the long blade.
((15 ))

(13)

Galridna managed to get her rapier, but was knocked prone once again directly afterwards, her sword flying from her grip as Hillevi pinned her. They lay on the ground once more, Galdrina pinned under Hillevi's bulk.

Galdrina struggled to fight back. Hillevi was too close for her to strike with her blade, so instead she tried to use the hilt to wack Hillevi's face. With the enchantments of the arena it wouldn't break her nose, but it could stun her and knock her off so Galdrina could rise again!

(Critical fail!)

"Stop squirming!" Hilevi growled, moving her head to avoid the blow. "It will all be over soon."

She grabbed at the lace panties, attempting to pull them up sharply to tear them. ((12 ))

(Critical fail! Ouch!)

Galdrina didn't see Hillevi's hands squirm down to her waist until it was too late. While she tried to pry herself free Hillevi snagged her lace panties and yanked them down. Only as her underwear began to slide downwards.

"NOOOOO!!!!!" Galdrina screamed, trying to grasp at her at her panties. It was too late though. They slid down her waist, over her tan thighs and calves and straight off, free from her body as Hillevi tossed them aside. This revealed Galdrina's smooth, well tanned hips... and huge, hairy muff!

"Oh!" The announcer said, speaking up for the first time in this tense match. "Would you look at that! That's got to be the hairiest elf crotch I've ever seen! You'd think a woman as glamours as Galdrina would trim herself...but she's obviously let her hair grow wild! What a shocker!

Galdrina blushed bright red, cheeks glowing. She was losing! She had to do something before this human savage stripped her fully! With a grunt of effort she attempted to run her sword along Hillevi's back and slit the straps of her white bra!

(17)

((13))
Hilevi didn't see it coming, but her bra was torn in the back and her medium-sized breasts flopped free, right over Galdrina's face.

The fesh air on her nipples made her keenly aware of what had happened, and, in a way, goaded her to action. She grabbed at the corset, hoping to pop open the grommets. ((14))

Up in the stands, Zaleria bit her lip. While the money on the line for her was a paltry sum, she really wanted to teach this nouveau riche gambler a lesson about interacting with royalty. She had been looking forward to the humiliation, and even telling Eleanor how she could help. Hilevi was doing surprisingly better than usual, however, and now she felt like getting what she wanted was endangered.