From: Erica Drent (jaspet_at_telstra.com)
Date: Fri Sep 19 2003 - 02:56:19 BST
Farli grumbles slightly as she repacks her sack, not really caring to
see if anything is damaged. She looks up to Pean as he casts the
spell, her eyes wide with excitement as a being takes form. She
watches the entity pack Pean's gear and she looks up to Pean with a
cheeky grin "where can I get one of those?".
[His voice is quavering and breaks several times as he calls
out "Mynbruje has spoken and the verdict is....." The cloth drops
and as it does you see Maerath with his blade in hand standing open
legged in a very confident stance with no mark on him. "Not
guilty! May Garlen protect us all!" The human magistrate calls this
out as he begins to run for the protecton of the exits. His companions
are up with him as figures start to leap into the arena. They attempt
to run straight at Maerath with weapons brandished. There was only one
conclusion and even that had been taken away. Most of the spectators
are still stunned though several start to attack the guards and other
champions as they attempt to reach Maerath.]
"Yes!" Farli grins broadly as the lady elf steps away to reveal
Maerath's unmarked body. She begins to believe briefly that things
will be alright but then she sees the mob racing towards
Maerath. "What the ... ?" She stands still for a brief second
(looking like a stunned mullet) watching as Garrott jumps over the box
and runs down to Maerath. She rolls her eyes slightly and says to
herself "does this never end?" before jumping over to join the others
in protecting Maerath. If any of the town's people stand in her way
she just charges straight through them (hopefully coming out on top),
she scans the arena looking for a possible exit, before joining the
others.
[ooc: no claw shape unless things get nasty, then she will scratch
their nasty little eyes out :D]
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