Cléodine The Iron Warrior VS ?

Cléodine was waiting in her room. she wanted another opponent, someone stronger than baby Hilevi ! She have already won two match ! and she want more !
She was hopping, they still have good pretender in the arena who can match her and offer a good fight !

(Here if anybody want to put down the horrible Ego of Cléodine, please post here !^^)

((If she wants, she can try out Feather Firebrand, the Former Fairy. Or I can wait and see who Splotch wants to put up. Either way, be sure to check in on my Royal Rumble--Cleodine, Fujimi, and all your characters can make a difference from the stands with a special mechanic.))

((I want to try out against Feather Firebrand. My Other Character will participate to the royal rumble))

(I'll add Kashmer the thief to this story!)

(Great ! A three fighter round ! the public will love this !^^)

((Let's do it...sounds very cool...do you want to set the scene?))

((I leave this to you Myds6, you better than me for setting the scene)

The arena crowd was a bit drowsy, perhaps less responsive than usual that day, since Queen Syndra had ordered everything start an hour earlier that week. It was actually rather breezy, not cold, but with gusts of wind that could cause one to shiver a bit. Aloysius had consumed extra tea that morning so he could seem awake and enthusiastic.

"We have a great bout for you today, ladies and gentlemen! A three-way match, plus the premiere of a new fighter!" The crowd applaused, but it seemed muted compared to previous weeks. Perhaps they were tired. "Well," he continued, "this ought to wake you up! We have the experienced arena fighter, Cleodine, while the roguish Kashmer will face off against her. Both have undefeated records." He waited for the applause, which was slightly more enthusiastic.

"And our third contestant, in a premier appearance...the sharp-tongued trickster who used to be one of the Fey Folk, until she was banished to live out her days as a human, Fffffffffformer Ffffffffffairy Fffffeather Ffffirebrand!"

A buxom-but slim redheaded woman in a green top and skirt with a pointy hem. She was holding a wand, and had on a small belt with various pouches on it. Her facial expression suggested contempt. Contempt for the arena, contempt for the audience, contempt for her opponents. She looked angry at the world, and certainly didn't seem like she wanted to be here.

Cléodine enter into the arena. It was early, but she was ready. A three way battle ! Finally an existing challenge ! Time to prove to everybody, who is the best fighter in the arena.
She salute the crown in the arena and observe her adversary. A thief and a what ???? a girl with very short clothes and a wand ? an adversary that ? maybe not ! surely someone who made something that upset the queen and finish here.
She take position and waited the first assault.

Kashmer strutted out, short skirt fluttering against her perfect legs as she approached. She was feeling confident and good, despite the early game time. The stands gave her an applause. Ah, fans! She smiled, winked and waved as she strutted to face the others. She saw a well armored opponent, and some kind of scantly clad forest creature. Well, it was obvious who to attack first!

"Cleodine, you cowardly wench!" Kashmer called. "Do you dare to face me? I call you coward!"

Then Kashmer charged AROUND Feather, hoping to force the two to attack each other.

(14 Charisma to fool them. I guess try to roll your intelligence or wisdom or else get suckered? Your call.)

((15)) Feather looked annoyed at Kashmer. Feather usually looked annoyed when in the presence of big, stupid humans. She reached down to her belt, and grabbed a small pouch. She tossed it toward Kashmer. ((14 It's itching powder, use a constitution roll.))

((8 )) Cléodine don't believe her hear, this weak and shameless girl dare to call her a coward ???? She will pay for that !! She lift her hammer and charge Kashmer without thinking anymore.

"Time to learn the respect !!!!" (critical fail 1)

((OOps, wrong thread))

(11)

Kashmer was hit with the small pouch, the contents dumping over her as a fine powder. Instantly, she was alert. As a thief she was well aware of the uses of posions and drugs. She felt the tingle spread over her body. An annoyance. Then it grew worse. An irritation. An itch. It covered her chest, her belly, her thighs, her butt and crotch. She tried to ignore it and focus on her match. But it was maddening! She bit her lip, sweating a bit. Then, in less then five seconds, the itching won out. She groaned, and began scratching across her body. She rubbed her belly, scratched roughly at her breasts. The crotch was the worst though. She itched over her skirt, the viewfinder zooming in on this lewd action. But, that wasn't enough. So, against all restraint Kashmer flipped up her skirt and revealed her purple thong. She stratched her snatch roughly over her panties, putting up no defense as she tried to placate the itch. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks blushing, but she couldn't stop!

Kashmer made no attack. How could she? All she could do was scratch! She saw Cleodine clumsily charging, with Feather between them, and hoped that her plan would work and they'd attack each other, at least until she dealt with the itch!

(I'll leave Cleodine's circuital fail to Percolator.)

As a fairy, Feather knew that small, quick humans were more difficult to deal with than big, lumbering ones. She ran to Kashmer, building speed and momentum, as she ran by, pulled on her skirt. With any luck, she'd tear the garment from her, and be far on the other side of her, leaving Cleodine and Kashmer together. After all, it would be "helping her scratch" to remove the skirt, right? ((14))

Cléodine charged too fast, one of her feet tipped against the ground, she try to maintain her stability but her speed can't alloy that. So she crash on the ground, slide on her a little on it and stop it near Feather and Kashmer.

"Apparently Cléodine drink a little too much before the fight because she can't stand on her two legs." Say Aloysius with a bit of irony in his tone.

(19)

Kashmer, despite being supremely distracted by the furious itching going on with her body, slipped away from Feather's attack, nimbly side stepping the grab. As she did so she reached out and, using her thief trained slight of hand, tried to snag a pouch from Feather's belt without her noticing. To distract she moaned loudly and scratched her crotch with her off hand, acting up the itching to hide her thievery!

(16)

((Whoa, was it waiting for me? I'm so sorry. Lots going on both here and at work lately. So sorry.))

Feather didn't notice the ouch being taken from her belt, but as Kashmer came by, partially because she was too busy grabbing the thief's skirt as she passed. ((14))

Cléodine stand up, she was ashamed by her fall on the ground. But lucky for her nor Kashmer or Feather attack her. This time she will charge the two girls !
"Here I come girls !!!!!!" she yell before charging in the direction of the thief and the ex-fairy (roll 10 + str 8 = 18 = critical success !^^)

(11)
As Kashmer snagged the pouch Feather snagged her skirt. The two stole from each other, Kashmer gaining a new weapon but losing her skirt! Her purple thong was revealed, encasing her curvy butt and crotch.

Then, just a moment later Cleodine came barrelling into both women. Kashmer was knocked prone. The pouch flew open, spraying out at all three women. Tickling powder rained down at them!

(Guess a speed or a dex to dodge the powder? Seemed like a fair response to Cleodine's crit.)

((9 ))

Within moments, Feather was rolling on the ground, laughing.  Where had that come from?  She realized that Kashmer had taken the pouch.  "Naughty thief!" she managed to get out while landing a quick slap on Kashmer's curvy thong-clad rear.

"HAHAHA! OW STOP! HAHAHA!!" Kashmer laughed, rolling on the ground as her thong clad rear was spanked!

For a reason that Cléodine don't understand, her two opponent begin to laugh ! She doesn't understand why but she think that was about her ! so this rude thief laugh about her ! she will learn that nobody laugh about the Great Cléodine !!!

"We will see if you still laugh after my hammer will hit your butt !!!" She say will swinging her hammer right in the bottom of Kahsmer ((attack roll 15))

(19)

Kashmer, despite the tickling and itching (which combined to be an almost overwhelming sensation) managed to roll clear of the hammer strike, ending up crouched low on her feet. She then sprung forward, dragging a dagger at Feather's waist, hoping to disarm her of these dangerous pouches!

(15)

((11 ))

Feather reached down, trying to grab the thief's hand, but soon felt her utility belt falling to the sand, taking her skirt down with it. She was wearing white, lacy, bikini-cut panties. On seeing the white lace come into view, her expression became stern, and she shouted angrily "You're not getting away with that!"

With that, she gestured at Kashmer, and whirlwind formed around her. ((Critical!)) The whirlwind ripped her top from her.