(1867-03-02) Venderos Tourney: Bareknuckle
Venderos Tourney: Bareknuckle
Summary: The Bareknuckle event for the Vendero Tournament
Date: 1867-03-02
Related: All other Venderos Tournament logs for 1867
Players:
Alexandra  Alina  Bella  Darren  Devlin  Dora  Emilia  Gabriel  Jasper  Jonathan  Liam  Lucas  Lucius  Michael  Raimond  Symon  Thaddeus  Tiadora  

Tourney Grounds - Venderos

The tournament grounds stand ready for use at a moment's notice. The stands are setup with the nobles sitting in the center, with the absolute best seats of course reserved for the royals and their guests. A half canopy has been established to help keep the shade in the area and protect from any of the elements, a thick leather trim going across the area where the royals are sitting raised up about fifty feet and supported by heavy wooden poles and tethers tying it. The benches have been formed of thick wood in the gallery, with lesser galleries set to the side for commoners, guards, and those who are watching and not immediately involved over in the arena. There are roughly eight rows of seats set up for the commoners stretching off the full length of the viewing gallery, and roughly three rows thick for the nobles to sit upon. Among the rows are those who are bringing beverage and refreshments. To discourage any unsavory elements within the stands, armed guards are stationed every ten feet. This visible reminder lends an air of discipline to the arena grounds.

The arena is dusty, a pit formed in the ground which has been dug down flat with padded dirt roughly two feet down from the main tents, the incline designed to give the crowd a better view. The center of the arena betray tell-tale markings where it is apparent that the rail for jousts could be set, if not set already. The dirt is thick and solid, packed down as firmly and evenly as it can be to ensure good footing. Yet, the dirt remains only within the center, as the pavilions, benches and even the rails seem free of dust…a nearly impossible task made possible. From the opposite ends of the exhibition pavilions are a pair of berths where the combatants would enter from and where judges and guards would otherwise sit, as well as attendants to quickly go and tend to the injured or break apart the combatants should it be necessary. The main pit is larger than the pavilions, being roughly fifty horse lengths wide, enough for all the combatants to have plenty of room to brawl without being so spread out that the main viewing area would risk losing track of them.

1867-03-02

The Bareknuckle doesn't draw the huge crowds of the free-for-all, duels, or joust, but there is a devoted following of Tourney watchers who do love it so, and they are out in force to see the day's proceedings. They are also here with plenty of folks whom the Prince has made sure came to watch, because he wants to make sure his Tourney is very well-attended. So in fact the crowds look a bit bigger than most Bareknuckle crowds…and are all appropriately enthusiastic. Given his multifaceted and rather all-controlling nature, it is probably not TOO much of a surprise that the Prince himself is in attendance, though instead of his family members beyond his bastard son Jasper, he shares the royal box with Duke Symon Gerrell of Normont, Duke Darren Haldis of Eastfield, The Lady Alina l'Saigner and her husband Sir Gabriel, of Lonnaire, and his Goodson Lord (Sir) Michael l'Corren and his wife Bella. He's of course being his usual charming host, making sure his most distinguished guests are all as entertained as possible, and he's QUITE happy to discuss the uses of hand-cannons in warfare with all of the military-minded folk around him, a conversation which Jasper also proves considerably knowledgable in.

But eventually, the time for the event proper comes, and the Prince rises, signalling for the announcer to proceed.

"Lords and ladies! Distinguished and honored guests, and all the rest of you good folk, I welcome you to the Bareknuckle Contest of the 1867 Venderos tournament!" The announcer allows a few moments for applause and cheers, "We have a strong field of battle-tested combatants here this day, so let's give them all a cheer while they're still conscious to hear it eh?"

As the announcer speaks, "guides" show the participants to their respective fighting rings, leaving them already in place by the time the fellow finishes, "And for our first bouts, we have Sir Alexandra t'Artan versus Sir Devlin Cassomir, and Sir Jonathan t'Maren versus Sir Raimond Giraldi! May the best fighters win!" The announcer makes himself scarce, and after just a moment, the Prince gestures to the servant nearby, who fires a hand-cannon into the air to signal the start of the battles!

Jonathan t'Maren would certainly never admit it, but the bareknuckle is likely his favorite event. The sheer simplicity of it, the purity of the battle of fist and flesh, the way the crowds, though smaller, roar with every blow… It's no surprise that he's here, then, stripped to the waist, stepping into the ring and entirely unable to suppress a smile. Raimond Giraldi, it seems, has the misfortune of facing the heir to Bloodfield first, and he greets him with a respectful nod. His eyes flicker over to the other pair stepping into place for a moment, and in particular fall on the one woman participant. But then his hands ball into fists and his attention is set on Raimond as he drops into a fighting stance.

Tiadora didn't come with the Royal entourage although she curtsies to her brother and the other notables from the nearby nobility section. The Gerrell girl has chosen a dress so dark green it verges on black. The silver accented trim criss-crosses in the traditional styles of Normont with her silk shirt high collared and closed in conservative fashion. Perched on her dark hair is a flat round cap in green and black with several tall black and white feathers sticking up- obscuring the vision of a minor noble seated behind her. But who would tell a duke's sister to remove her headgear? She grins anxiously at Emi and offers sugared almonds from a small paper square. "I know there's no points but it'd be nice to see one of our boys win." One boy in particular whom she can safely watch from afar.

Oh joy, the dour Couvieri knight. Wait, that's virtually all of them save Michael, isn't it? Raimond's been training since the last time he took part in one of these, but still knows he doesn't likely have the raw skill of some of the competitors. Still, if he wants to be more than a pretty face, he has to show he can take a punch, doesn't he? He returns Jonathan's nod, and drops into his own fighting stance, setting his jaw and preparing to get bruised…but hopefully deliver a couple in the process.

Woman? She hadn't really noticed she was the only one bothering, considering there were others in the Tournament. There's a quick look over her shoulder to where Jon's sizing up Raimond before Alexandra grins, nods, and turns to face her own opponent in Devlin. She's got leathers draped over what appears to be rather tight cloth binding up her torso, some loose pants, her trusty boots (buckled tight), and her hair braided back as always, hanging down her back. Reaching up to scratch her nose, she nods in respect to Devlin before taking a deep breath in. She's ready.

Settled in the stands in Emilia, one of those who have turned out for the event. There had been some rather surprising turns in the bareknuckle before, so it was often worth showing up for…and more importantly, she had a brother to cheet along. Dressed in her usual tunic and leathers, perhaps not much worry about impressing anyone as it were. Or more so dressing much different than normal. Giving a nod towards Tiadora,"Of aye, it would be of nice. Though there is perhaps of a chance, Sir of Raimond has done of well in thise of event before. And Devlin has been training of a bit more. Though it is not of his best event."

Lucas seems intensely focused only glancing up briefly when the names are called and his not among them. Then, his eyes turn to the field and he watches as the competitors enter the ring. He stands as he watches, bouncing on the balls of his feet and shaking out both arms. It won't be long before it'll be his turn to fight. In the meantime he'll watch, size up and get ready.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands but Alexandra DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Left Hand.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Left Hand.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

Devlin Cassomir is in serious form tonight, none of his usual goodnatured smiles— he is focused. He may not connect well on his first couple of swings but manages to get a goodly strike in finally, moving around and trying to loosen up. Fisticuffs was not his best event, after all, but he was hoping to at least not embarrass himself on the field tonight.

As soon as the shot rings out, Jonathan comes up swinging, though his blows are, perhaps, a little more haphazard than he'd intended. The Southerner hits hard, but it doesn't do much to slow him down, and the one good shot he's able to land catches the man right in the neck. It's a good blow, even if it doesn't stop Raimond from hitting him hard in the hand moments later. Pressing his advantage - even if it's only an advantage that exists in his own mind - Jonathan presses in closer, as though to simply overpower the younger knight.

With the loud BANG of the handcannon, Alexandra smirks again. She can't help it. There's an excitement in this sort of thing that is absolutely never matched in embroidery and cross stitching. Hopping with energy, she shifts her weight from one foot to the other in rapid succession, brings her fists up near her chin in a guard position and meets Devlin head on. The leather jerkin does its job for the most part, keeping her protected when he first tries to get in a hit. She dodges his next, landing a few solid punches to his chest, hand, and leg. He manages to get a good one in next, though, and she laughs as she takes a step back with the force of it. "Well struck," she praises, raising her fists to guard again.

Raimond moves forward swiftly, trying to get in a flurry of strikes and gain some small measure of surprise, perhaps. It's not a tactic that seems to completely fail him, as he feints a strike towards the head, but only to close and try to drive a knee into Jonathon's midsection, following it with a punch that glances off his opponents' arm, and then forcefully deflecting Jonathan's left hand when it moves out to strike at him. That being said…he doesn't escape unscathed, even if Jonathan's first strike is ineffectual thanks to the leather padding on his chest, he takes a solid blow to the side of his neck, followed by a lighter strike to his chest. Still, he backs up just a step or two, and doesn't pause for long before moving in for another flurry of blows. With momentum seemingly ever-so-slightly in his favor, he tries to press that small advantage.

Emilia's eyes do seek to focus on the fights as they start up. "The of pairings do seem to be rather of balances and of even." Perhaps noting that serious edge to her brother's face, some of that Cassomir stoicness showing up. Of course, the less chaotic nature of the event does allow for a bit more conversation as she also poses a question on to Tiadora,"Will you be of going of shopping with Clara and I?"

Tiadora munches on her snack as the fighting begins. Apparently she's gotten used to the loud BANG of the hand cannons somehow and doesn't flinch. "Sir Raimond seems to be doing well. Except that neck strike looked painful." She winces sympathetically. Tia pouts as she watches Alexandra and Devlin spar. "He must be hesitating to hit a girl. I still can't get completely used to lady-knights myself," the traditionalist girl says. She blinks at the shopping question and shrugs. "I suppose so. I haven't explored much around here, Symon may feel better with me having company." And royal lancers nearby.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Head.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

Devlin moves a bit more loosely now, managing to dodge Alexandra's strikes. Now he goes on the offensive, ready to try and end the match.

Emilia gives a side long look to Tiadora,"I can be of assuring, he has no of qualms in of hitting of a girl. You should have seen of the tussling of matches he and Raelyn would of get into." Also pointing out simply,"And is not of uncommon for there to be of lady of knights about of Ironhold." A slight nod comes,"I have not of explored of much. But Clara and I were of planning to take upon least a bit of shopping." Don't forget the Huntresses as well. Canting her head just a little as she watches the fights as they continue on..and seem to be a bunch of light blows and rather…tame. "This could be of taking of awhile."

She isn't cocky, per se, but Alexandra is confident. It's what gets her through the next few blows, two pairs of misses between her and Devlin, before she misses the last and lands too close to him. He manages a rather substantive hit at her collarbone, and she coughs and stumbles backward.

The Giraldi knight is, it would seem, a tougher opponent than Jonathan were expecting. He lands a solid blow to the man's head, which is all well and good, but in so doing he leaves his midsection exposed, leaving an opening for the southerner to deliver a pair of hits of his own. And so, closing his stance, rolling his shoulders, he takes a step back. If he can't overpower the young man, he'll outlast him.

Raimond and Jonathan are both apparently ready for the initial strikes, as Raimond's doesn't land and he manages to deftly avoid Jonathan's as well. Though Jon follows-up with a solid strike to Raimond's head even as Raimond launches an underhand punch to Jonathan's breadbasket, following up with a strike to the chest that barely passes any force through the leather padding as Jonathan is already recoiling. Well…Maybe not so much of an advantage now…but at least he's already virtually lasted longer than he did in the Free For All.

Tiadora blushes a little and not because she's cheering for Emilia's handsome brother. "I keep forgetting it's normal for everyone but us," she mutters.

Thaddeus is also present and observing the contest, though, like many, is cheering for the Cassomir, though it is doubtful that anyone finds it a surprise that the Greycen heir is cheering on a Cassomir.

Alina is only half paying attention to the combat. Perhaps when her brother is in the ring she'll care more, but for now she's discussing some of her latest designs with Bella and Dora.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Alexandra with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Devlin with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Devlin has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Leg.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Head.

<COMBAT> Raimond has been KO'd!

Outlast. Granted, dodging and weaving isn't Jonathan's strongest point, and so he uses a series of blocks and turns to blunt the impact of each of Raimond's blows, strength against strength. He takes a few light hits, and lands a pair of his own, but they're beside the point. No, he's waiting for an opening, and he gets it when the Southerner strikes at his torso, dropping just a little too far and leaving his head vulnerable. A heavy blow with his off-hand, and Jonathan has his opponent on the ground. "Well fought," he half-says, half-mutters as the man gets back up. His attention has already turned to the next round…

A well placed hit takes out the Cassomir— as one might have it, he dresses right and the hard hit to his inner thigh… well, hurt a hell of a lot more than it might have otherwise. He drops to a knee, wheezing.

A hand drifts to briefly touch Tiadora's arm, Emilia noting softly,"It is not of normal for of everyone, for some of us, of aye. " Though Emilia's attention is drawn back as the bout takes a new turn..and is seems Devlin gets his first lose. "Raelyn is of not going to let of him live of that of down, I am of thinking. Perhaps of good she is not of here." A slight sigh though when the next man to yield is the other Rivanian. Noting, perhaps as much for herself as Tiadora,"It is of early of yet."

Dodge, parry, yadda yadda… Alexandra's focused. And when Devlin opens up? She can't miss the opportunity even if it isn't honorable. And so, the t'Artan knight lands a rather substantive hit to Devlin's groin, trying really, really hard not to giggle as he hits the ground.

And Raimond manages to land only a couple more light strikes on his opponent before the altogether too-expected result occurs, and Jonathan hits him with a strike that nearly sends him end-over-end, and certainly sends him into the dirt. All right. Perhaps this was not a good idea. The bruise oil might help for the external bruises but they won't help a brain that's been rattled in its' noggin, and there are actual for-points events yet to go through. But in any case, he gets a breather as he moves over to wait with Devlin to see who their next opponents will be.

The fighting rings are actually raked over between matches, giving even the victors a few minutes of rest between bouts. Also a good opportunity for people to make bets, get refreshments and otherwise fill Venderos' coffers.

But still, after those few minutes pass, the announcer is back up, "Our next combatants: Sir Alexandra t'Artan versus Lord Lucas l'Saigner, and Sir Jonathan t'Maren versus Lord Squire Liam Haldis! Once again…may the best fighters win!"

And after a moment, the reloaded hand-cannon again fires!

Tiadora lets out a tiny yelp of surprise when Devlin goes down with a low blow. But then she sighs in misery. "I'm bad luck for the ones I'm cheering for."

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Leg.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Lucas with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Lucas with Hands but Lucas DODGES!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Lucas with Hands but Lucas DODGES!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

Liam may have gotten the first blow in but it's swiftly answered by his opponent. He bounces lightly on the balls of his feet and continues his fight with an earnestness. Win or lose, he will learn from this.

Lucas joins the applause as the first rounds of combat end together. It was an interesting pair of bouts, though now his mind is on what comes next, his fight. Hearing him set against Alexandra, he nods and vaults nimbly into the ring and stands there in a neutral stance waiting for Alexandra to do whatever she needed to do to pass from one bout to the next.

Though when she re-enters he inclines his head. "I suppose this is a poor way for me to welcome you to the duchy," he remarks before shrugging, then the fight begins.

Lucas for his part gives as good as he gets, not worrying about moving quite so much as he normally does, and slugging it out a time or two. As the pair part, catching their breath he is unsure if it was a wise plan or not, still feeling the bruising punches.

Round Two means a new opponent. When Alexandra sees she's matched up with Lucas, her eyes go a little wider and she nods upward at him in respect, but the smirk never leaves. Hands are up in guard, she's a little sore but nothing worth noting…and then the second BANG. Lucas is far more successful than Devlin was the first round, and so maybe Alex wasn't fully aware of the challenge? Now in the thick of it, though, as he lands a few serious hits, she wheezes and nods. "Right." She manages to get a few of her own, well-placed hits in, too.

"I do not think you are of bringing them ill of luck, Tiadora. Of truly." Emilia's dark eyes dancing a little between the two matches. Seeming ot be on Team L, Liam and Lucas, for this particular round. Least if one could even tell with that ever stoic and solemn bent to her expression. "That Sir of Alexandra seems to be rather of keen upon of making of hits to legs." With that opening hit to Lucas' leg, right after Delvin yielding to a similiar hit.

Tiadora doesn't cheer this time around despite Emilia's reassurance. She does seem to watch the L boys as well but folds her arms over her chest to sulk a bit.

The man Jonathan is fighting this time around is quite a bit younger than even Raimond - a squire, not even a knight - but the heir to Bloodfield isn't one to underestimate his opponent. Greeting the man with a short nod, he drops back into his evasive stance, using his strength to stop each incoming blow. Well, all but one. Perhaps he's banking on his opponent's relative inexperience, hoping that he'll overextend himself. Or perhaps he's still winded from the bout with Raimond.

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands but Liam DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Lucas with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Alexandra with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Lucas has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Liam with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Liam has been KO'd!

There is a slow blink from Emilia as Lucas yields and then a slight wince, least those who might know her would see it, as Liam takes that rather harse blow to the neck.

Focused, Alexandra hits Lucas on his right arm. There's a smack of knuckles against flesh, and she pulls back ready for the next blow - bracing, even - and then… he's not standing up anymore. Blinking, she looks down. "You alright?"

Such a solid blow to his throat! Liam crumples and manages to crawl out of the ring, coughing and holding his throat. He had not been expecting such a hit.

Block, step, parry, step… and there's the opening Jonathan was waiting for. Liam steps in to attack and actually lands a solid hit to the t'Maren's right arm, but it's not enough to slow him down. Instead, leaning into the blow, he strikes with his left hand, catching the young man in the neck and dropping him to the floor. There's, perhaps, a hint of sympathy on his features as Liam hits the ground. "You fought well," he says, soft enough that it's not likely to be heard outside the ring. Surely he'll learn from that one…

Lucas closes with Alexandra for another exchange, and quickly finds himself knocked off his feet. "What in the Abyss…" he murmurs as he picks himself up out of the dirt trying to replay the hit in his head to figure out what he missed. Though, he still has the presence of mind to reply "Seem to be intact," then he smiles. "Well struck, you will need to tell me what you did sometime," he says and then claps the woman on the shoulder before he goes to shake off the hit before his next fight.

The Victors are eventually determined, and once again the rings are cleaned and reset, before the new matches are called: Liam Haldis versus Devlin Cassomir, and Raimond Giraldi versus Lucas l'Saigner. And don't think that the crowd isn't noticing that all the Rivanans are losing. Again. Darren Haldis in particular is not looking very pleased up in that Royal viewing box.

Raimond takes up his new position, and can't help but laugh and shake his head a bit ruefully as he spots his opponent, whom he rather memorably joined in a grueling, vicious slugfest with at the Pacitta Tourney last year. "Lord Lucas…I would much appreciate if we try a bit less hard to break our skulls against each other fists this year." He does give the man a respectful nod and a bit of a grin as he takes up his fighting position, "But don't take that to mean I'll be going easy!"

"It looks like the southerners may need some instruction in fisticuffs," Alina notes absently, perhaps goading the Rivanan duke slightly. "Oh well. Alas, I suspect it will again be someone from Lonnaire who takes this prize."

Tiadora sighs. "Well. I should just not show up," she says. Her hand clutches at her prayer beads and the feathers of her hat flop as she stares upward. "One Above, what'd I do to curse them like this?" On anyone else it's melodrama. Tiadora seems to sincerely mean it.

"I am game to avoid it if you are," Lucas grins as he drops into his fighting stance. No running in close this time, he bounces and moves trying to avoid getting in striking range until he is ready to strike, not the other way around.

It really just never was Rivana's luck it seemed. Emilia glances towards Tiadora,"I do not of think you are the reason for their of luck or lack of luck. After of all, they have not managed much of better in of events where you were not of watching. And you have of watched of the archery of before, of aye?" A minor tugging at the corners of her lips,"And we do of well of enough in the artistic of ways, and you are of certainly of there."

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Devlin with Hands but Devlin DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Liam with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Liam with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Devlin with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Devlin with Hands but Devlin DODGES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Liam with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Liam with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Devlin with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Left Hand.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Devlin with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Liam with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Liam has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Liam with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Liam attacks Devlin with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Liam has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Left Leg.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands but Lucas DODGES!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Head.

As the next round begins, it seems Jonathan will have a bit of a breather. And it seems he's not the only one, as he finds himself in the general vicinity of Alexandra t'Artan… Damn. Awkward, but not as awkward as it's going to be. "A good night so far," he muses aloud, eyes wandering over to meet hers if only for a moment.

Tiadora sighs again in the face of Emi's logic. "But there are no finer archers than the Huntresses," she replies matter of factly. "And I guess you and I are good painters…" She drifts back to the March and winces at the solid hits Liam takes from Devlin. "He's going to be even more serious when he feels that tomorrow." She seems to be relaxing but perhaps that's due to the pair of good looking young men duking it out until Liam wields.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Head.

<COMBAT> Lucas has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands but Lucas DODGES!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Lucas attacks Raimond with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Lucas with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Lucas has been KO'd!

Perhaps Raimond has taken a lesson from his prior opponent. Perhaps he's simply lucky. Or perhaps there's just something about the way he fights that pairs well (or poorly depending on how you look at it) with the son of Duke James l'Saigner, but once again their match proves to be an exercise in endurance and patience as they exchange blows, weaving and dodging and…with a few exceptions…avoiding truly telling blows…but eventually this time it is indeed Raimond that seems to have the Edge, though when Lucas falls, he's quick to offer the man a hand up, "One help me, I wish that could have been the final, Lord Lucas. An excellent match."

Alexandra catches Jonathan's momentary-sideeye, of course. "Seems to be," she replies, noncommital, leaning her back against a pole and wrapping her bloodied fists in thin strips of cloth.

"There are of those who would of disagree with of that, Tiadora." Emilia notes, on the matter of archers. The match between Liam and Devlin rather takes Emilia's main interest, after all…brother and squire of other brother. And it does seem that the hits are a lot more…less slappish and light this time around. "I am of thinking Liam is going to be of ending up with matching of bruises to of Devlin at of this rate." All those hits to the neck! But there is a turn of clapping when Devlin manages the win, and Raimond as well.

Despite their jokes, the battle between Lucas and Raimond becomes a grueling brawl once again. Though this time Lucas takes the worst of it falling twice and the second time needing a hand up. He grins, "Me too, Sir. But make it there for me, I will be counting on it." Then with a wave for the crowd he departs the ring to sit and watch the rest of the fights, his whole body aching.

"You fought bravely and skillfully against seasoned Knights, Liam. No shame." Devlin murmors to the young squire after having defeated him, helping him to his feet and giving the young man and encouraging smile and a clap on the shoulder as he departs the ring. Then it's time for a bit of a breather as the rings are re-set yet again…and this time it will be Devlin versus the Giraldi heir, who does seem to be proving to be more than a pretty face. He gives the man a nod and a faint smile, "Sir Raimond."

"Sir Devlin" Raimond replies, giving the man a brief smile. "I would have hoped to avoid facing too many of my own countrymen, but I suppose that's just the nature of this particular beast." He drops into a ready stance and awaits the signal to start.

Devlin nods, smiling just a touch ruefully, "It is. Good luck to you Sir." He moves into his own stance.

"And to you as well, Sir." Raimond replies, just before the hand cannon goes off once more.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands but Alexandra DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Left Leg.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands but Alexandra DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Raimond has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Devlin with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Devlin attacks Raimond with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Devlin has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands but Jonathan DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Jonathan with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan has been KO'd!

And there it is, Jonathan's match against his wife-to-be. He's not hesitating, truly. He's trying to wear her out, much as he did in the previous two rounds. It's brutal. Shot after shot exchanged, and if he's holding back, he doesn't show it. Neither does she. Finally, after a final, heavy blow, he staggers back, drops to his knee, and silently yields.

Well, crap. There are a whole lot of punches, and a whole lot of dodges, and a whole lot of hits that leave them both wheezing and holding up a hand for a second to catch a breath. When Jon hits the ground, though, it's like Lucas Redux: Alex stands, shocked, heaving heavy breath after heavy breath and nodding in acknowledgement.

Devlin and Raimond's match is not a bad one. They exchange blows and seem quite evenly matched, but all told, compared to the other bout that's occurring nearby it?s a relatively brief affair.. Either way, Raimond congratulates the Cassomir knight when they're done…and then just kind of gapes at the brutal slugfest that goes on between Alexandra and Jonathan. Indeed, it takes such a long amount of time that the Prince calls for a few extra minutes of time between this match and the next, which it appears will be between Sir Raimond and Sir Jonathan, and a healer does step in to check on Jonathan to make certain he's fit to continue. Another does the same for Alexandra, but it seems they're both declared fit enough, as the next match is soon called.

"Sir Jonathan, we meet again. I'm sure it will be little surprise that I hope for a slightly different outcome to this particular bout." Both men are no doubt bruised and sore and fatigued from their earlier bouts, but the show must go on! After a few more moments…the cannon is fired once more!

There may be a hint of disappointment in those dark eyes when Devlin is eventually knocked out with the lose to Raimond, but he had fought well and it had been a good fight. Emilia's attention going towards the other fight that…goes on…and on….and on. Even with several rather serious looking hits.

Tiadora can at least cheer Raimond, right. Though it's clear she is a bit disappointed by the Cassomir's loss. And then the long bout. She refreshes her almond supply in the meanwhile and snacks subconsciously.

"Little," replies Jonathan, and that's the only word he has to spare for his opponent. He's still winded, bruised and sore, but he's trained himself not to yield an inch even when he's this hurt. And so he faces Raimond and prepares for the rematch, his opponent of a few minutes before temporarily banished from his mind.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan has been KO'd!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Jonathan with Hands - Light Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Jonathan attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Jonathan has been KO'd!

With the field rather thinned and it down to the final fights, Emilia does watch with interest this partiuclar round…considering it has the last Rivanian in it…and it is a good fight..well turns into one after it starts out as a bit of a slap fest with th emen tired and battered a fair bit already. There is a solid round of clapping when Raimond does pull off the win.

Perhaps he's still fatigued from the fight with Alexandra, whether physically or otherwise. It seems that this time, Jonathan can't so much as touch Raimond, and when he staggers backward the first time, he lets his composure slip away… and so seals the deal. His stance is left open, and another well-struck blow from the southerner sends him to the floor. This time, he's slow to get back up. What's the point? It's over.

Whether Raimond has found his stride, or Jonathan is a little too fatigued from his grueling match with Alexandra, whether it's pure luck or some combination of all of the above, Raimond now proves a very elusive target for the t'Maren knight, and while he doesn't offer a hand, having the impression it would be refused, Raimond does offer a respectful nod towards the man, "You fought well, Sir. Another day the outcome would no doubt be different." And then it's off to another brief pause to catch his breath before a do-or-be-eliminated match with Alexandra t'Artan. Still, there's no hiding a bit of exhaustion settling in when he moves to the fighting ring. That doesn't stop him from giving Alexandra his winningest smile as he inclines his head towards her, "Well met, Sir. Let's try to give them a show, shall we?" And with that, he takes up his stance…hopefully for only the second-to-last time today, because he's going to have to beat her twice in a row to win.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Neck.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Critical Stun wound to Head.

<COMBAT> Alexandra has been KO'd!

Well that was…abrupt. Maybe there's still a good bit of adrenaline going from the last bout, but either way, Raimond…rather decisively forces this contest to a final match. Even he seems a little bit surprised by it. But he backs off, and waits the few minutes allowed for Alexandra to get a breather. He doesn't exactly look embarrassed when they return to the ring, but there's certainly a sense of wariness, like he feels like he's being pulled into a trap. "One last round it seems. May the best knight win." He offers a polite, if somewhat more reserved smile…and drops into his fighting stance once more.

Right, and maybe she'd waited too long to hit anything again. Alexandra's on a knee in front of Raimond Giraldi in no time. Cracking her neck and rubbing it as she stands and readies for the next round, she wonders what sort of jokes this'll generate at court…

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Head.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands but Raimond DODGES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands but Alexandra DODGES!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Right Arm.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Serious Stun wound to Right Hand.

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Alexandra with Hands - Moderate Stun wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

<COMBAT> Alexandra attacks Raimond with Hands - Light Stun wound to Left Arm.

<COMBAT> Alexandra has been KO'd!

She's back up again, for now. Alexandra's panting, sweating, and bleeding a whole hell of a lot, but she's still got her chin up. That actually might be her downfall; after enough hits to the throat and the side of her head, it seems her depth perception's a bit handicapped, and she misses those swings at Raimond enough times where she leaves herself open to his more-effective punches. His last, the death knell as it were, is a tidy jab to her chest. She's in close range and stumbles backward, thudding to the ground flat on her back. She doesn't get up right away. No, instead she sticks her leg out right where she sees him take a step. Whoops.

Well, this match is considerably less abrupt, as Raimond trades blows with Alexandra (and they both avoid plenty) for several moments. The Crowd is more or less on the edge of their seats, knowing that it's without a doubt the final bout of the day, and given that Raimond was something of an underdog (albeit not completely…he performed well in Pacitta), a lot of people are on the verge of losing coin. Sure enough though, Raimond has perhaps learned a lesson from his first opponent of the day and Alexandra's betrothed: Outlast. Which ultimately, is what he does, even if it's still a quite close contest.

Of course, a tiny bit of dignity is lost when that foot Alexandra juts out catches the front of his ankle and he pitches forward, a little too spent to effectively right himself, so he ends up on his hands and knees in the dirt for a moment, laughing a touch breathlessly as he moves back to his feet, a bit slowly, before offering a hand to Alexandra, "A little bit of spite becomes you, Sir. Well fought."

Meanwhile, Prince Lucius is looking quite amused at Darren Haldis exuberant hollering from the royal box, which only grows when it becomes fully clear that Raimond is indeed the victor this day. And he looks it too…plenty of bruises, a little bleeding, and his hair sweat-slicked and mussed. But he's still definitely grinning at this point.

Taking the offered hand, Alexandra rises too. Still grinning, somehow, she brushes herself off and agrees. "Indeed, exceptionally well struck to you, Sir Raimond. I'm glad Couviere doesn't take all the honor all the time." Hobbling off to the side with a hand on the back of her neck, Alex wanders off in search of the t'Maren knight to congratulate him. With propriety, never fear.

Third place isn't quite what Jonathan had hoped for, to be sure, but it was an exhilarating night nevertheless, and the final bout between Alexandra and Raimond was a spectacle to be seen. A wave of the hand in respectful congratulations to the southerner, and if he were concerned at all about his betrothed's defeat, that concern evaporates when she sticks out a foot to /trip him/. Amusing, that - and she's definitely not hurt too badly. It may not be the most chivalrous gesture, but it's enough to amuse Jonathan - and while he's not likely to avoid her, he'll at least find time to throw his shirt back on before she locates him.

There's not a lot of ceremony, really, just the announcer lifting Raimond's arm, and a few moments for Raimond to play to the crowd. Which he does with his usual brilliant smile and a few bows to various sections of the crowd (starting with the royal box, of course), a kiss blown to his mother and sister in the stands, and then he's off to go nurse his bruises…and maybe even celebrate a little bit later. (Though not too much…still plenty of events to go!)

And with that…the crowds begin to disperse, slowly but surely. Many likely off to revels of their own.

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