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Lopez	Hola! BTW you have a few back logs form Tris and I to put up still
The_Guild	Yup. I don't have Dave's program to do it though.
Lopez	ahhh So? where did we leave off
The_Guild	I'll send you the raw log.
Lopez	cool
The_Guild	MSN'd.
Lopez	it is?
The_Guild	It's waiting on my end.
Lopez	never got a message
The_Guild	Weird. Did you get the IRC'd one?
Lopez	yep
The_Guild	So when we last left this intrepid adventurer, he was on his way back to his room.
Lopez	Well I'm actually going to comestibles instead...after that ordeal I want a cup of good tea
The_Guild	Okay. You go to Comestibles and take a seat. The place is kind of full. Humankin in all types of garb eat a plethora of inedible-looking meals, alien races coexisting quietly side by side, though you notice at one table there is a gentleman eating a roast with a face that looks suspiciously similar to a creature sitting across the table. Finally there is a group of non-descript men, women and others at one table, chatting in a lively manner. Soldiers, judging by the litter of weapons and armor surrounding their table.
Lopez	Well I go find an empty seat and wait to be served
The_Guild	You find a seat and are quickly served by a three inch tall girl who appears on your table, takes your order, then disappears again. She reappears a moment later with your tea, setting it down carefully before you.
Lopez	"thank you Miss" picks up teacup
The_Guild	"You're welcome!" She vanishes once more.
Lopez	And the Tea is?
The_Guild	It is good.
Lopez	Excellent...continues to sip at tea and observe the masses of people
The_Guild	The people come and go. A cabal of demons trots through, occasionally taking swipes or bites at each other to leave hideous wounds that simply close within moments. A Shargat goes by, identifiable by their grey clothes and serious expression. A pair of beautiful elven women enter the room and giggle as the attention of the room's male population is immediately fastened to their aura of surreal beauty.
Lopez	Ohhhh Pretty, anyone i recognize?
The_Guild	You recognize a few faces, but nobody you've talked to before.
Lopez	ahhh....well after me tea I think I'm going to finally explore Shar Torin a bit more
The_Guild	Before you're half done your tea, you notice a young man approaching you from the direction of the soldiers' table. In one hand he, too, holds a cup of tea. In the other hand he carries a pair of sheathed short blades, hilts wrapped in a deep wine-colored leather. He stops at your table and pauses to gather his thoughts. Or his courage. Or both. "Are you a warrior?"
Lopez	"Yes...no....errr...both?"
The_Guild	He looks confused by your answer, and looks back toward his comrades' table for guidance. Finding none, he turns back to you. "Are you a warrior?"
Lopez	"*Sigh*....yes I'm a warrior"
The_Guild	"Do you fight the tea?"
Lopez	"no I drink the tea" [Looking to see if I can cross-reference what he's talking about]
The_Guild	[You find a reference almost immediately. Apparently he is on his way to challenging you to a tea fight - a fight not to the death or to the blood or even to the touch.... but to the spilling of tea.]
Lopez	"ahhh I see...why?"
The_Guild	"There is no honor in drinking tea, only in fighting it. You must be cast to rank, and I am your contender."
Lopez	"you want to fight me until I spill a a mechanical suspsion of water and strained leaf matter?"
The_Guild	"Do you accept my challenge?"
Lopez	"why what would it prove?"
The_Guild	"You aren't cast to rank, you aren't privy to that knowledge." The youth looks almost flustered now.
Lopez	"So?"
The_Guild	"So do you accept my challenge?"
Lopez	"sure why not...its not like I need to sleep or anything"
The_Guild	As soon as you accept the challenge, the hand holding the swords twists and snaps, the scabbards twirling off to reveal two white-blue blades. What do you do?
Lopez	I stand up....holding the tea in my off hand and strike an unarmed pose. [Weapon encylo...what are those swords]
The_Guild	[Fancy looking short swords.]
Lopez	[so nothing?]
The_Guild	[Maybe fancy materials, but nothing overtly enhancing.]
Lopez	[good]
The_Guild	[Want to attack first?]
Lopez	[No]
The_Guild	His first attack with the blades is a wild swing over the table - not even close enough to hit your defending hand, let alone your off-hand.
Lopez	[would the passing air be enough to disturb the tea?]
The_Guild	[No.]
Lopez just stands there [full sensors active]
The_Guild	[Not attacking?] [Not attacking?]
Lopez	[nope not yet] [Do I have to?]
The_Guild	[No, I was just wondering if you wanted to.]
Lopez	[Nope not yet...still observing...its what we detective types do]
The_Guild	The guy circles around the table and approaches, this time attacking with a bit more finesse, the doubled blades in his hand flickering out and snipping together in an unpredictable pattern... but a step back takes you out of range.
Lopez	[based on his pattern of attack (judge opponent) what is his current goal?]
The_Guild	[He's trying to reach your off hand, the hand with the teacup in it.]
Lopez	Ok I make a slight feint to his off hand....and if need be block the sword with me good hand
The_Guild	He twists and extends both arms, his off hand away from you and his sword hand toward you, reaching across toward your own cups... but still he is too short - the way he holds the blades hinders their advantage of length.
Lopez	"Don't hold back...I won't take serious Injury from the swords"
The_Guild	"The Thinkers protect you anyway." He jumps up onto the table and then leaps down behind you, swiping twice... and missing. Still, for all the jumping around, his own tea is remarkably well preserved.
Lopez	...is his arm or sword within grabbing distance?
The_Guild	You could close and grab quite easily.
Lopez	I do so
The_Guild	Which?
Lopez	Close and grab with free hand
The_Guild	Grab sword or arm?
Lopez	Whichever is easier
The_Guild	You should specify which you are grabbing for.
Lopez	Arm
The_Guild	You grab his arm, but he is able to twist and break your grip before you can lock him down. As he twists his arm he turns in toward you and sweeps down, his foot snapping up with lightning quickness to strike at your cup, smashing it to pieces in your hand!
Lopez	[Do I have enough time before my tea hits the floor to smash his cup?] [or rather what are the rules?]
The_Guild	[The rules are the first drop to hit the ground is the loser. Initiative wasn't quick enough to smash his cup in time though.... though you could still try to out of spite.]
Lopez	[would that be honourable?]
The_Guild	[Probably not. Tea Fights are a ritual of passage rather than a serious combat, so it's not really a worthwhile thing to get spiteful about.]
Lopez	[No I wasn't getting spiteful i want to know if there is a way to make his tea hit ground before mine]
The_Guild	[Not at this time. The tea has hit the ground by the time you've processed the results of the attack in your head.]
Lopez	I stand back politly and let him gather himself
The_Guild	He seems disbelieving that his kick landed, because he falls back into a defensive posture for a moment before really noticing that your sleeve is the only thing containing your tea now. "Whoa. Did... I did! I won! Hey Zeyga, I beat him!" He turns and waves to the soldiers' table, from which two more are now approaching.
Lopez looks at sleeve then at young man...than to server "Can I get another cup of tea...to drink this time"
The_Guild	"Yes sir!" The three inch tall girl disappears, having arrived to watch the fight, returning a moment later with a new cup of tea.
Lopez	"thank you" takes a sip "ahhhh" And the young man is?
The_Guild	The young man sets down his cup and saucer on your table. "Here you go. This is yours now too."
Lopez	"uhhhh....Thank you...I think"
Lopez preceeds to pick china slivers out of his flesh
The_Guild	"You are cast to the 43rd, and may not rise until you have won a Tea Fight against a warrior. I am Ergor, this is Zeyga, and Teuyial."
Lopez	"Lopez...Thanks...I think..." Pulls a 3 inch peice of china out of his hand while talking and casts it aside.
The_Guild	The one named Zeyga stands aloof, but Teuyial - a woman, you see now - extends her hand. "We are Flameshard Guildforce Outriders," she says, "Your rank nets you nothing but recognition as an initiate right now, but if you choose to ascend, then the privileges of a warrior will be yours."
Lopez	"ummm sure, well thanks, that was quite educational"
Lopez grasps hands with Teuyial
The_Guild	Her grip is firm, you can feel the strength behind it. She smiles slightly. "Think nothing of it. We train every morning at four, in the Tellias 112 complex. Join us if you'd like." With that, Teuyial turns and walks away, Zeyga a step behind her. A moment later, Ergor nods to you and grins, "See ya. Thanks Lopez," and follows them.
Lopez waves
Disconnected