The Titan Barbarian Dew stood his ground at the Market Square in Kjeldoran. Not a soul was around. Feelings of boredom and unidentified rage raced through his mind. Out of nowhere the Assassin Rauve from the Ninth Circle blackjacked Dew, the massive titan fell to the ground unable to move. Unable to move or see Dew could only think, he had no clue of what was going on around him. Time passed, it seemed like forever. Finally Dew felt the strength to open his eyes, when he did he saw the Assassin Rauve trying to recite magical scrolls upon his blackjacked target. Filled with rage Dew let loose a Warcry that thundered through Kjeldoran like a heard of Minotaur. Dew jumped up and bashed Rauve sending him flying across the square. Again Dew charged at him bashing him relentlessly while swining his swords in a unfashionable mannor. Finally Rauve saw his opportunity and gouged at the Titans eyes. Dew was no longer able to see, but he continued to fight hacking and slashing at the sounds of the frightened Assassin. Finally Rauve called upon his God's to return him back to their sanctuary. Content in knowing he was the victor Dew recalled back to Infernal Order's stronghold. There he mended his small wounds, and took care of his bruised eyes. Dew thought to himself, " This Assassin fights with no honor, from behind the back or infront of blinded eyes. I must find a way to stop him. " Again Dew set foot in the Market Square waiting for Rauve to sneak up. Knowing Rauve would already be on his way Dew sat in the dragon fighting stance... waiting, wanting. Finally he heard a noise, and attacked. Rauve suprised by the attack missed his blackjack. Dew constantly beat upon the assassin, cutting leather and chipping plate. Rauve was forced to run, but little did Dew know the Assassin didn't run far. Rauve stayed just out of sight repairing minor wounds, when Dew wasn't looking he laned another blackjack. The Titan hit the ground again. Dazed thoughts went through Dew's head. He felt something upon him, but wasn't quite sure what it was. So Dew awoke after regaining his thoughts. The Assassin landed another lucky gouge on the titan hindering many of his abilities, but to Dew's luck the enchanted fire upon his blade found home in Rauve's eyes blinding him. Quickly Dew disarmed Rauve, and continued his flurry of attacks. Rauve unable to defend himself without his main weapon fled to hide once more. Lucky for the Assassin his eyes were healed before the Titan could see. He snuck back to the Market Square to take back his weapon. With this in mind he backstabbed Dew with no mercy, circling around the blind titan he attacked the back again. Screaming in pain, Dew knew not what to do. He attempted to pray upon the God's but realized there was a curse placed upon him, he could do nothing. Dew kicked about the ground a bit, finding sand and dirt. When the time was right he kicked it into Rauve's eyes, blinding him. Dew instinctivly disarmed the Assassin again, but this time Dew had fuzzy sight and could see. He picked up the Assassins weapon and almost immediately after the assassin was able to find the Titan's eyes. Gouged again, but this time he had a small upper hand. Hurt from fighting two battles without healing, and from the dishonorable attacks to the back Dew was forced to leave the Market Square. He headed north to a room where he knew no violence was allowed by mandate of the Immortals. He was safe, there he sat and chuckled to himself. " So the ninth circle doesn't want to play nice, we'll see how they play without any tools of the trade. " As time passed the weak spell of curse that Ruave had recited from a scroll had worn off. Dew returned to the Inferal Order Stronghold with the curse released it was an easy task. He placed the blood soaken dagger in his bag laying on the floor. " My bag is safe here, no thieves may pry through it here. " Dew returned to the Market Square, knowing that Rauve would be waiting to try and steal his dagger back. Next thing Dew knew he was blackjacked again. All he could manage to do was laugh to himself, so many times had he been left unable to move in the middle of Kjelodran. Rauve then attempted to land a backstab but he was unskilled with the weapon he now wield. The massive titan seemed to absorb every hit, but even a hit was rare for Rauve was so dissoriented with his weapon that Dew could counterattack almost all his attacks. Knowing he was now useless without his weapon, and already angering Dew with his dishonor, Rauve fled. The Titan stayed and waited but no sign of Rauve was to be seen. Hours past, and still there was nothing. " The Ninth Circle have no honor, is this a defeat for them? No, I'm sure he'll return with another precious dagger. But then again, maybe I'll just take that one as well. I need not waste my time with those who have no honor or pride. " With that Dew returned to the stronghold to mend the wounds that were not easily bandaged. " Perhaps Commodore Kurgan would like to know how dishonorable the Ninth Circle has become. Or perhaps, I'll wait until I can bring him more than just a dagger as a trophy. "
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