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His enemy was good. They had been sparring for half an hour now and the sweat was staining both their jerkins. J’rad was determined though. Being a rogue meant more than backstabbing one’s opponent for as much damage as possible. There were the finer points of stealth and subtlety that many members of his class seemed to blow off altogether. This oaf was one of them. Such had been made certain over many glasses of Dark Iron Lager in the Booty Bay tavern. Words became brash, boasts were called, and they decided to settle the argument the only way they knew how. By the Goddess, the human had to be taught a lesson.
*****
Kayne circled the bush outside the primeval arena where he suspected the night elf hid. They had been at this long enough to burn off the goblin booze and the constant need to maintain stealth was maddening. This wasn’t his style! A quick ambush, followed by some sinister striking, the occasional gouge and an eviscerate were more him, but the other rogue was giving no quarter. Besides, getting the first strike in was most important, and where rogues were concerned that could determine the whole fight.
Then again this technically wouldn’t be the first strike. The first “strike” had been made by the elf – the pansy bastard had opened up by knocking him unconscious; with a sap for crying out loud! Kayne had come back to his senses with the night elf garroting him – and it hurt – but had quickly reasserted his dominance by kidney-shotting the bastard and laying into him with his swords. He would have had the elf down too except the night elf evaded, becoming incredibly harder to hit, as soon as he came out of being incapacitated.
Kayne had responded by evading in kind and knew it was only a matter of time before his opponent would tire and his superior swordsmanship would win the day. The bastard had surprised him though by vanishing and immediately stunning him with a cheap shot. His daggers hurt, but they didn’t do nearly enough damage per hit to take him down. The crippling poison on them, however, made it annoying to keep up with the rogue as he sprinted circles around him, searching for an entrance to lay in a finishing blow. Kayne had vanished then, only to be shocked by the night elf vanishing yet again before he could get a lock on him. The bastard was sneaky!
Kayne had waited then. Long enough to recover, long enough for his focus to return should he need to vanish again. The second round had been better. He found the elf hiding in a shrub. He had approached, by sheer luck, behind the rogue so he saw him before the elf knew he was in danger. Half a second was all it took and he cheap-shotted the bastard, sending a blow to his kidneys as soon as the elf was about to recover. He had the moon-worshipper down pretty badly and was about to finish the job when the night elf blinded him - blinded him for crying out loud! – and began bandaging his wounds. Kayne had wandered around, slashing blindly at the surrounding air and rubbing his eyes to get the dust out of them. He got control of his senses just in time to see the elf coming at him with both stilettos.
The blades had flashed before his eyes. Kayne had grabbed his face to stop the bleeding before he realized that they had only cut two thin lines above his brow – more an inconvenience than anything. Only the elf was behind him then and he dodged aside just in time to avoid a blade to the back of the head. It ended up being a glancing blow, but Kayne could tell the elf had applied a deadlier poison to his blades during that first break. He knew because a paralyzing venom was seeping from the nick the elf had just made and was working its way slowly down his arm in a numbing bitterness. Kayne used poisons that worked their on their victims instantly and wondered why anybody else bothered with the other options out there. He had kicked the elf in his panic and immediately regretted wasting the energy but managed to get his feet back under him.
The next couple of minutes had been a flurry of strikes and counterstrikes, cuts and evasion. Kayne knew they were evenly matched but felt an adrenaline rush coming upon him, and he knew their fight would be over shortly. That’s when the night elf worked his trickery and tried blinding Kayne again but the poisons in his system kept his mind focused on his opponent. The night elf knew he had made a mistake and did something then that the human didn’t catch. Had he just been hit? Was the rogue elf the only person he had been fighting? It felt as if he had been struck by a ghostly opponent and Kayne glanced around nervously, letting his offense slip just enough for the night elf to avoid another couple of blows.
Kayne had shook the impressions from his mind and set about developing his combo that would result in the deciding, killing blow but the elf had vanished once again. Damn his eyes! It was only then that Kayne realized that the night elf had been nicking and bleeding him to death. In addition to his poisons the rogue had ruptured an artery somewhere that had been leaking his life’s fluids down his clothing. Kayne felt like he was about to black out and instantly popped a potion that hyper-stimulated his body’s natural defense system, healing the wound as well as a few others that allowed the human to regain control of his senses and fade from sight before the night elf could get the drop on him again.
Kayne felt vicious. He had bribed, bartered and stolen a good deal for that potion and regretted using it so necessarily. This was getting serious! He also wondered why the night elf hadn’t taken advantage of his state and finished him off then when it dawned on him that the night elf himself must have been low on energy and at the end of his tricks when he vanished. Kayne had been about to win! Only they both had had time to heal again now, and re-focus on their training. It was a duel to the death, they both knew, and Kayne was determined to finish it alive.
*****
J’rad wondered how long he would have to wait the human would make his move. He had made a few mistakes, more than he should have, but being prepared made up for a lot and the human was more dumb than he looked. Or at least just ignorant. He didn’t gouge, he didn’t blind, and apparently he didn’t use his racial ability for focused perception to try and find him as the lumbering rogue had snuck slowly by his hiding places more than a number of times. J’rad had been low on health and still recovering those times, otherwise he would have struck again and he knew that he had to be at peak performance before taking on this warrior-wannabe again as his blows hurt.
He heard a twig snap near the bush where the human had first surprised him and tsk’d quietly to himself. Wondering what platitudes towards the unimaginative he should quote to this lug when he bested him, J’rad repoisoned his blades with something a little more creative. Deadly poison again, and something a little more wounding. Placing a nefarious concoction on his off-handed weapon, he smiled sharply thinking of what sort of expression would come across the human’s face the next time he tried to pop a potion.
Slipping out of his nook inside a tree, J’rad snuck fluidly over to where he knew the human to be. Circling around he checked thoroughly for his prey, unable to find his quarry outside the bush and wondered whether the human was actually inside it or had moved on only to feel a *whiff!* pass by his head silently behind him. The human had tried to sap him! Only, being unused to the practice and nowhere near as skilled at remaining hidden, the brutish rogue was an open target now and J’rad counterattacked with the same move the human had attempted to best him with.
The oaf stood there dazed with the most ridiculous look of incredulity on his face and J’rad admired it while he mused premeditatively on how best to finish their fight. Another garrote this time, followed by a hemorrhaging blow and a quick rupture. Then perhaps a ghostly strike, some sinister blows, a boot to the kidneys and a finishing move that would expose so much of the human’s armour that he’d be down in no time. Even if he managed to chug another potion again, he’d cave in before he knew what was going on. J’rad was about to start on this plan when he noticed that he was no longer stealthed.
“What the…” the night elf said when he noticed a burning sensation whenever he came close to the human. The idiot was an alchemist! Or at least he knew someone who was…
He turned to sprint away so he could resume his subtlety but his sap had worn off and the human was on him before he could start. All pretense was thrown aside and the fighters, weary already from their prolonged interplay, battered and assaulted each other with everything they had left.
“Take THAT!” the human said throwing the night elf’s defenses wide with a riposte that knocked one blade right out of his hand.
“Ha!” J’rad yelled, throwing a bit of blinding powder once again into his eyes. Kayne yelled a red streak of murderous words, brandishing his swords menacingly in the air while J’rad dove for his blade. The human must have become accustomed to his offenses by now though as he came out of it in far shorter time than he had before and dove on top of the night elf.
“Ha-HA!” he retorted back slamming J’rad to the ground.
Damnable, J’rad cursed inside and reached for his pouch of vanishing dust. His hand closed on an empty bag, however, and he realised he had never actually visited the poison supplier before going to the bar like he had planned to. His surprise must’ve registered, for the human smiled the deranged smile of someone nearing victory. One hand shot around his throat and the other raised its sword resolutely.
J’rad twisted and turned away, burning at having to admit defeat to this ruffian and tried to find an opening before Kayne struck down. He was taken completely by surprise, however, when the human in jerking motions dropped his sword, grabbed him by the collar and planted his lips on his own.
What the Fuck?! J’rad thought. He’s… Kissing me?!? Kayne looked just as surprised as he was for though he was indeed kissing the night elf his eyes were wide and a shocked expression had taken over his face.
“What… the… HELL are you doing man?!” J’rad yelled as Kayne let him go and began unbuckling his jerkin.
“Fuck if I know!” Kayne yelled, staring down aghast as he went from his tunic to his pants and opening his belt. “For all I know it’s another of your tricks to keep me from winning!”
“Keep you from winning?” J’rad yelled. “As if that was going to happen! This is an Art! This is a skill! This is…
“Look, you’re doing it too!” Kayne replied back.
“…the hell??” J’rad looked down and suddenly realised that he apparently had been removing his clothes in a mechanical similar to the human. He had stipped off his tunic and was halfway naked, even assisting the dumb rogue in getting out of his boots.
“Is that what you call it?” Kayne said grabbing the night elf by the hair and licking him up the neck. “You’re fucking sick!”
“You’re one to talk,” J’rad said encircling the human about the waist and grbbing his ass. “The last thing I want to do,” he muttered around biting Kayne’s nipples, “is to see your pansy, white ass naked.”
“Pansy?!?” Kayne replied throwing himself back and lifting off his trousers. “What about this looks pansy to you, you long-eared freak?” he asked grabbing his knees so that his various genitals lay perfectly exposed.
“I swear,” J’rad said diving down towards the fork of the human’s crotch, “by the Goddess I’ll make you sorry you said that.”
“Yeah… uh…” Kayne heaved, scowling and wincing as the night elf lathered his sensitive parts with his tongue, “you… you do that. I’ll make you… make you…”
“Hard,” J’rad said moving his mouth around the human’s phallus.
“Yeah,” Kayne said leaning back into it. “What?” He shot his head back up. J’rad mumbled something around the cock in his mouth.
“Fuckin’ shut up!” the human rogue said.
“Maybe I will if you say I was right!” J’rad slapped the human across his ass and spat a wad of phlegm into his hand.
“About what?” Kayne said helping the night elf with pulling off his pants.
“That combat is in no way superior to subtlety!” J’rad said working the lubricant in and around Kayne’s delicates.
“Be a fuckin’ tight ass about it!” Kayne snarled back, bucking his hips up for J’rad to get in a better mounting position. “AAaahh!” he yelled as the night elf penetrated him. “I can lay your ass down any time!”
“You just couldn’t beat me. Admit it!” J’rad said thrusting into the human.
“Fuck you, fucking pansy!” Kayne reached back to grab a log so he could help the night elf thrust into him.
“Unevolved Trogg!” J’rad retorted, pounding harder back.
“Asshole!” Kayne panted.
“Dumb Thug!” J’rad gasped.
“Wuss!” Kayne winced.
*****
Twenty yards away, Aliandraa and Sharlra stood channeling their mind-control spells, the two women hidden by the bushes and a rise in the hill.
“Goddess above,” Sharlra said, “you were right. This is fun!”
“Told you,” Alliandraa smiled back.
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