Graduation Duel for Isaah Cheve Sergei

Darth Barad-Dur · Graduation Duel for Isaah Cheve Sergei

As the above says, this duel is a graduation duel for my apprentice. I'll be GM'ing it. I have a contender lined up for Isaah, but will not reveal it until the Sith arrives.

Rules:

Place: Mustafar
Weapons: Up to two single bladed lightsaber or One Double Bladed lightsaber.
Force Powers: Non-fatal powers allowed.

Isaah

Isaah crept through the dimly lit corridors on the surface of Mustafar. The crimson volcanic light aurated through the viewports with a sinful delight, splashing themselves against the darkened features of the young Sith, whom was adorned with robes of the purest white, moving with slow, calm, even steps, cautiously watching his surroundings, his eyes darting back and forth unknowingly from behind the shrowd of darkness under his hood. With a blast of hot, stale air, Isaah stepped outside a large metallic door, now on an open platform, obviously a landing pad, of sorts.

"I'm here." he muttered through slightly cracked lips, just barely at a whisper, standing confidently, but securely, near the door, his back against the cool metallic frame.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

[[Ahh, I was going to partake in the duel.]]

High Defender Adenn

As Darth Barad-Dur's Apprentice stepped onto the plat form, a tall dark figure, hidden in robes stood before him. Seeing the Apprentice Adenn removed his robes, revieling his bright green skin and with out a word his duel blades made the familiar snap and hiss sound, followed by a low volume of huming. "Begin." He said as the stood there, his blades hanging down, the tips about his feet. In his right hand he held his ancestor's Saber and in his left one of his own desiqn.

Isaah

Isaah smirked abit, his evil eyes piercing into the man before him, whom was trying to make himself look menacing, just atad too much. Isaah chuckled abit at the Sith's act. His pure white robes fluttered to the ground, landing with a slight thud, revealing his somewhat baggy clothing.

"No. You begin." Isaah said tauntingly, his hands to his sides.

Major General Celestial · there

Relaks flagship landed on a pad nearby. He had come to watch the duel. From afar he could sense the anger and power coming from north of him. He so wanted to feed on that power, but to keep his low profile he watched from a distance. He tried to cloak himself with the force, but Barad-Dur still may sense him. The fight started to commence.

High Defender Adenn

"As you wish." The Kel'Dor said as he entered battle meditation mode. This would increase his reflexes and speed. He then sped forward, and to the right of the apprentice, his right handed saber comming twords the apprentice's neck, and his left handed saber sweeping to the back of his knees. As his attack commenced Adenn channled the force around his body to act as armor. A technique he had been developing for quite some time.

Isaah

Isaah, as if knowing the exact route of the attacks, snapped his wrist, sending his sabers springing from their holsters on his forearms. They sparked to life with a fiercer, more vivid crack-hiss than that of Adenn's a moment before, flooding a small area with purplish black light, an aura of darkness, one could say. He wore a grin as the blades clashed, his own shortsabers halting his opponent's attacks in their tracks. His brow raised for a moment, feeling the slight aura of the force around his foe, picking up quickly on the fact that a shield had been made, but with a ferocious spiral of his body, which was fueled by the force, Isaah launched his knee towards Adenn's exposed abdomen.

High Defender Adenn

As Isaah blocked his sabers Adenn's Force Armor repelled his knee. "Your defense is weak." The Kel'Dor said as he stood there, his blades at his sides. Almost at the same time, another Kel'Dor stepped from the shadows. The first had only been a force clone. Now Isaah was facing two enemies. It took concentration to upkeep the clone and fight at the same time, but the extra-sensory organs atop his head balanced the issue with little problem. As Adenn stood there, two more sabers were ignited.

The clone soon launched another attack, moving faster then before, attacking the left side of the apprentice, its right handed saber aiming for Isaah's neck and torso, while the puppet master used force lighting on the apprentices back.

Isaah

Isaah, acting strictly on instinct at this point, as he was abit bewildered by the force clone, even if his aura in the force had seemed abit strange, cartwheeled to his right, barely allowing the clone's blades to singe the flaps of his baggy vest. The lightning, which shot forward with ravenous blue fury, hammered into the chest of the clone. Isaah grinned abit, but quickly regained his composure, and launched himself towards what he believed was the real Adenn, his aura in the force seemingly normal enough. His left shortsaber tucked in abit, held with a reverse-grip, his right held to the side, Isaah spiralled his body mid-air, and swept his blade round devilishly quickly, aimed for Adenn's side.

High Defender Adenn

As the lightning, hit the clone it dissapeared, letting off the mental strain it had on Adenn. As the Apprentice attacked, the Kel'Dor entered the Jar'Kai stance, blocking the attack. While the apprentice was still in the air, Adenn's leg shot out, kicking the Apprentice in the stomache sending him away twords the edge of the platform.

Isaah

Isaah caught the absolute edge of the platform with the tip of his toes. Pushing off as quickly, and as forcefully, as possible, Isaah used the force to enforce the power behind his jump. He flew through the air for one brief moment, a smirk curved across his now tight lips. As Isaah hit the ground, with a monstrous thud, he dashed forward, using the force to speed his movement, enough so that even Adenn was surprised by the young apprentice's prowess, endurance, and speed. Isaah swept his leg around, crouching himself down to give the legsweep more strength.

The sweep was easily avoided, with the raise of a leg, but as Isaah regained his composure, instead of waiting for Adenn to strike, he sent both shortsabers upwards, with furious strength, the darkened purpleish blades gashing through the stale air towards Adenn's head, on a course that would send them both through the Sith Master's entire body, dicing him in two, should it hit.

Lord Legacy · k

((Oh I must see this one))

Legacy walked and saw Darth Barad-dur standing watching the duel and walked over to him and said "How is this going, is Isaah doing well?"

High Defender Adenn

The High Protector did not move, but yet, let the sabers hit his jaw. AS they did so Adenn began to laugh."Did you forget?" The Kel'Dor said as the blades were stopped an inch short underneath his chin. His Force Armor had taken the blow and removed the thread. As the Apprentice kneeled before him, Adenn's knee struck him in the jaw, laying him flat on his back. He then quickly sent a bolt of Force lightning streaming at the Apprentice.

Isaah

Isaah grinned before rolling to the right, still on the ground, blood flowing from his nose, down his chin. In an instant he had moved out of harm's way, and got up to one knee, "Forget? No. I was only probing." he said with a sinister tone. The lightning that had been shot forward gleamed brilliantly as it struck the ground, but just as it's radiant explosion cascaded into the area, Isaah manipulated the force into making a bubble around the explosive power, and general electric charge, of the lightning. Without hesitation, Isaah swung his arms towards Adenn, sending the ball of pure lightning and fire into his enemy's abdomen.

The shield held up for only a moment, but as the shell obliterated, sending Adenn off-balance, a vicious explosion, along with the striking sound of lightning, cracked into the very fiber of Adenn's being. What sounded like a shell cracking, accompanied by a pale blue light fading into nothingness, signalled Adenn's shield collapsing. Isaah chuckled. What had been a relatively simple maneuver paid off fairly well for the apprentice. Without a word, Isaah charged forward, towards his opponent, who lay on the ground some fifteen feet from him. Both shortsabers were thrust downwards, aiming for Adenn's chest.

High Defender Adenn

As the Apprentice's sabers came down at his chest Adenn's sheild swiftly made its way back around his body. As the sabers struck it, a large hissing sound could be heard as they were digging threw the protective layer. As the apprentice stood atop of him, Adenn quickly released another force lighting, less then three inches away from the Apprentice's chest, sending him flying off of the High Protector. Adenn then quickly took his advantage to follow the Apprentice and continue to strike him with the lightning.

Isaah

With lightning almost knicking his chest, Isaah spun his blade about, abit surprised that Adenn could keep a shield like that up for such a long time, he must have had alot of experience in the field of insecurity, for his shield was far superior to his combat skills. His shortsaber took the strike after strike of lightning, hitting his purplish blade like a hammer time and again. Isaah, whom was putting on the act of being fatigued and weak, convincingly, let his left hand release his hilt, and sent a powerful force wave crashing into Adenn's ankles, sweeping his feet out from under him.

Isaah grunted abit, a release of energy, and launched himself onto Adenn, driving his blades furiously towards his opponent's throat, but the came to a pause at his shield. Isaah's teeth were grit, his lips parted, exposing the dazzling white color, as he exerted all energy he could, pushing his blades closer and closer to flesh.

High Defender Adenn

As the blade came closer to his flesh, Adenn finally desided to start using his sabers instead of the force. Soon enough the usual snap/hiss sound could beheard as Isaah's blade was batted away from his throat, his second blade thrusting upwards twords the apprentices chest. Adenn knew that with only one saber this left Isaah open to attack."Do not think you are better then I." He said as his saber was now less then one inch from the apprentice's chest, Isaah's only blade being distracted by Adenn's second saber.

Isaah

"Don't think I am?" Isaah said in jest as he grinned, Adenn's blade closing in, "Please, you're nothing but a stepping stone." he finished with bolster. Isaah turned his body to the side, barely letting his foe's saber thrust past him. With a swift chop of his unarmed hand, Isaah chopped Adenn's saber from his hand. Now down to only single blades, Isaah let a confident rush serge through his tense muscles. He sprang backwards, knicking at Adenn's blade with his toes as he flipped away from his fallen opponent.

No words were exchanged in the very brief break, and Isaah jumped forward again, barely juking Adenn's blade as he drove his purplish black shortsaber towards his opponent's chest.

High Defender Adenn

"Ha!" Adenn laughed as his opponent closed in. Adenn then pulled the saber back to his hand as he rolled out of the way of Isaah's strike, letting his blade dig into the ground. As Adenn stood to his feet he sliced the extra blade that layed on the ground in half. "Before you beat me, you will need to learn to beat your arrogance." The High Protector said as he stood there, both of his blades in hand. This delay from the fight had let him regain control of his mind and surroundings, his shield reforming around his body. He then entered the Makashi stance and lept forward. A rather powerful force wave being sent at Isaah, knocking him off balance as Adenn jabbed his left hand at Isaah's rib cage, leaving his right saber to block any strike that Isaah had planned for him.

Isaah

Isaah grinned abit, knowing his ploy was working. He spun inwards, just barely allowing the fist to knick his abdomen. Instead of aiming for Adenn's body, which Isaah knew would be protected by now, Isaah sent a roundhouse kick directly into his opponent's hilt. The blade flew through the air, and Isaah used the force to send it diving into the lava beneath the platform. Feeling atad insecure, Isaah dove into the air, furthering the gap between him and Adenn. He hit the ground with a short, light thud, a grin on his lips.

High Defender Adenn

"Your lucky that was a saber of my design." He said as he held his Ancestor's in his hand."Your cocky." He said as Adenn disengaged his saber and put it inside his tunic. His skin then started to ripple, as he closed his eyes, his surroundings being mapped out by his extra sensory organs. He had been holding back untill now, but he figured that Barad-Dur had trained his apprentice well enough.

Adenn let everything go, and became intune with the force. Letting it fill his existance. He then became a blur as he made his way across the plat form, two sabers appearing in his hands as he stood behind the apprentice. Both of his sabers attacking multiple areas of the apprentices body. They were set to training as he did not wish to kill the man. Not yet at least. He started by attacking Isaah's neck on all four sides and then began moving down, attacking his arms and rip cage, and then his knees and back to his ribs.

As his attacks reigned down, one of his saber's disengaged and an Attack of force lightning started in with his right handed saber still attacking several points of the man's body.

Isaah

Isaah was utterly confused. The blur that once was Adenn closed in with unremarkable speed, and in an instant, Isaah was being attacked. The first of the onslaught was defended, incredibly, much to Isaah's own surprise, after he was able to pick up on the lightning-like movement. The strikes to his neck, and upper chest were blocked, just barely, but the rest struck his body at horrific speeds. Isaah nearly fell to the ground, his entire body feeling as though it went limp for a moment, but he quickly regained his poise, tapping into the force to fuel his entire body. As if vigorously energized, Isaah's body seemed to snap back up.

His bold maneuver was answered merely with the rain of lightning, it's blurry bluish twinkle crashing into Isaah's system. He knew Adenn was holding back, and truth be told, he thought the Sith Master could do much more than just these attacks with heightened speed. Isaah contorted his arm, wrenching it before his body, running his muscle purely by the force, and his blade quickly began absorbing the lightning. He grinned abit, and quickly ducked under Adenn's blade. His using the force had quickened his speed tenfold, and his opponent's blade seemed to be moving in extremely slow motion.

For merely an apprentice, Isaah was showing vast potential with the force, and even more so in his capability with a blade. With a swift kick, Isaah loosened the grip Adenn had on his own blade, and with a spin, which removed his blade from the protective position between his body and the lightning, but also allowed the lightning to flash around, unharmfully, Isaah lifted his opponent's saber, his ancestor's blade, he believed, into the air with the force, before dicing it in two with his last remaining shortsaber. Isaah slowed down, obviously feeling his fatigue, but still putting on a cocky, arrogant front, hoping Adenn would continue to think him idiotic.

Isaah quickly made another gap between him and his foe, and now, standing quietly, breathing deeply, with long, sharp exhales and inhales, he smirked abit.

High Defender Adenn

[[I did not know Apprentice's could absorb force lightning.]]

Once again Adenn was releaved as it was not his ancestor's saber that was cut in two. But being the last one of his design, it angered him. He rushed forward again, his speed more intense then last time. He knew the apprentice was not as stupid as he played off. As he blurred around Isaah, his hands and feet hit and kicked the hand that held the saber until it finally came loose from his hand, flying into the lava below.

"It is over." The Sith Master said as an Orange blade flash into existance, this one not set to duel. Almost as immidiate as this happened a force lightning strike of immense power, crippled the apprentice, buckling his knees. As the apprentice fell to his knees he was kneed in the face, his nose being broken as he was sent to his back. He then laid there, the orange saber at his neck. "Barad-Dur if you do not call it, I will kill him." He said as he stood above the unconsiece apprentice, his orange saber at his neck.

Isaah

[Umm.. alright, 1- I meant to say my saber, and I editted it. 2- .. that was by far THE worst case of god-modding I've ever seen in one sitting. You took me out with lightning, destroyed my saber(s), broke my nose, and then say if the match isn't called, I'd be killed. If I can do half the things I did during the duel, then I seriously doubt you'd be able to do all that, even if I'm unarmed.]

Isaah played dead, so to speak, for only a brief moment, enough to cope with his broken nose, and nearly crippled knees. He'd gathered himself back together, and had putten on the guise of being unconscious, which, obviously, Adenn was taking as real, for he showed no defense whatsoever, his attention turned to Isaah's master. In one swift rush, Isaah used the force to feed his body energy, and in doing so, shot a wave of the force onto Adenn's blade, spiralling it into the air, letting it land on a small collection of rocks near the edge of the platform, just barely out of the lava. His leg swept sideways, and as it struck Adenn's inner right knee, his posture buckled, and he fell to one knee. Isaah launched himself upwards, only enough to float himself over and around his opponent, and as he landed behind Adenn, Isaah gripped his head, cocking it sideways, as if prepared to snap it in two.

"You left yourself open, and you clearly underestimated me. You don't know anything about misdirection if you honestly think a person like me can be that arrogant. I'm more than willing to take your life right now. If you think I won't, try me." Isaah said with bravado, his eyes flashing red.

High Defender Adenn

[[Exactly like you said it. If you could do half the stuff you did in the duel. Which includes dissarming me more then once, out doing me in force speed and with sabers. You are at the rank of an apprentice, I don't think you could out do a Sith Master Fourth Degree, in any of those cases.]]

Darth Malice

[Sorry to butt in, but by the sound of it, Barad-Dur is GMing this duel? I think it should be looked over by him to this point before you continue. There is an overly large amount of "God-moding" coming from both sides. This should be expected to a certain degree as it pertains to a much higher ranking Sith. But like I said, I think you both should wait until Barad-Dur is on and can go over this duel, if he is the GM.]

Major General Celestial · H

Seeing his master Relak knew he had followed him here. Not wanting to be undercover anymore Relak jumped down to Brad-Dur and Legacy.

"Hello my masters, How are you?"

Darth Barad-Dur

[[Sorry about that, I was busy most of yesterday, and wasn't able to keep an eye on this. I very highly doubt an apprentice could do half of this stuff in real life. No more 'God-moding'. The rules of RPG are both well known to both of you, and the expectations are higher for both of you. One time disarming Adenn is hard plausible, especially at how gracelful it was. An apprentice with as little experiance as Isaah has has little real chance against a Master of Adenn's pedigree.]]

"Hello Relak and Legacy," Barad-Dur said, "I am sorry I didn't take notice of you before, I was a little busy as you can see.

Isaah

[To be honest, Isaah's character probably has as much training as a Sith Master, just unrefined. I god-modded in response to Adenn's, and for no other reason, just to give him a taste of his own medicine. IC, I may be insuperior in rank, but OOC, I've been here for almost twice as long as himself, and I was simply showing him how idiotic he sounded, he only needed an apprentice whooping his ass to fully realize how stupid it was. Good job. I've RPed enough, and came up with extremely creative things. Disarming Adenn was done in a very realistic fashion in each case, look back, he wasn't watching himself. I never out-did him in speed, I merely kept up with him for about two seconds. Yea, I'm godly for that Rolling Eyes

And.. I don't think I've kept up with you with a lightsaber at all. I'm pretty sure the only attacks I've blocked were the opening strikes, which were straightforward and easy, and.. about two of your twenty lightning-quick slashes. Please, just because I'm creative, more so than you, and have more expertise in certain aspects of fighting, don't get so cocky. Can we continue, please, I do believe we're in a heated moment in our RP. Make it realistic, please, I really do hate acting like a god just to keep you in check.. you're not that skilled of a fighter, trust me, and your shield thing.. is pathetic.]

Darth Barad-Dur

[[I know how long you have been on here compared to him. But, as you changed your profile and became pretty much a diffrent person, we shall act like you're still an apprentice. And, just because he broke the rules, doesn't give you the right to break the rules too.

Isaah

[It was directed at Adenn. I wouldn't disrespect my teacher. Being here for the length of time I've been, it gives me a certain perspective of what each skill level is realistically capable of. I'll find Sith Apprentices that worked wonders, with ferocity rivalling a Sith Lord, if you'd like, just to prove my point. His leaving proves his weakness, and fear of confrontation, obviously qualities not suitable for a high-ranked Sith Master. My rudeness was called for, and as you're around here longer, you'll learn it's true, when the time calls for it. And I appreciate the concern, in saying I should watch how I say things, but nobody will change how I am, and everyone has lived with it before, and needs to learn to live with it now.]

High Defender Adenn

[I left this duel because you are a tool, and your rudeness was not called for. If you really think yourself that high and mighty then go find others who think you are, this site is for those who wish to come together and share their interested and knowledge, not to be disrespected by some irrate litte man who thinks he is all that is high and mighty.]

Isaah

[Uh-huh. Thanks for ruining my practice thread. Now please, take your unwanted crying somewhere else. Your confidence is broken, and your ego just got cow-slapped. I can come together in a community, but not with people like you. I know your type, and you bug the hell out of me. I'm not looking for an argument, I want to stop now, and find out how else I can finish my training, because my washed-up rookie of an opponent didn't like a taste of his own medicine. TAKE THIS TO PM IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE BUGGING ME.]

High Defender Adenn

[[You don't wish to argue but you keep bringing up things to argue about. 1 my confidence is fine. 2. My ego is fine, because some guy who will end up living in his mothers base-ment until he's 40 arguing about the capabilities of an apprentice and a master on a Role-play bored couldn't slap my ego if he walked to my house and pissed on me foot. and 3. your hipocracy knows no bounds. 4. You don't know the type of person I am, so never judge me like you think you do again. I am done with this argument and your small mindedness. Good luck in the future and I hope we can move past this and become friends in the future.

I apologize if any of this pisses you off, but i feel it needed to be said. See you around.]]

Isaah

[uh-huh.. great comeback. Arguing over the internet is like competing in the special olympics. You won that one, trust me, buddy. Acrimonus, if you're reading this, feel free to clean it up at any time. Adenn, you sicken me. You want to attack me personally, fine, take it to PM, but I doubt you will. You definately crossed the line, and should consider yourself lucky I'm not going back to my old ways. Obviously you're to stupid and naive to know my reputation, and I'll look past you idiotic debate.]

Darth Barad-Dur

[[STOP NOW. This duel is over between you two, and I'm trying to find someone who will finish up this duel with Isaah. No more arguing is needed to get the point across that you two are not kosher together when it comes to this duel.]]

Isaah

[With all due respect, the 'argument' will stop when it's done and over. But I am done now. And I'd like to prove my worht in other ways, if it's necessary, because after that disgusting display of an RP, I doubt many other people around the same rank as Adenn can do anything better.]

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

[[When Barad-dur, your teacher and your surpirior at this point and time says the argument is over, that means its over. End you bickering now, for it only strides to make this site into an ego fest like no other. Both of you were wrong in your doing.

Either way, I have been asked by your master to finish this duel and so help me god, if you are rude to me. I will bring up the fact, that yes you have been here longer than me and you may know more, but at this level you will not win, you will not disarm me and you will not portray another argument. You were offered your rank and posisition, but turned it down to start a fresh leaf, which I undoubtly respect, but in giving up your rank and posisition you have lowered your self far below somone of my rank, so it does not matter how I post or you post, I in the end am better because of my rank and posisition. Understood? If so I can help you in completeing your training and helping you into a better posisition.]]

Darth Barad-Dur

[[Let's try to have as clean a fast as we can get with this duel. And no rudeness by either side.]]

Isaah

[Gratua, please. If you know anything about my reputation at all it's that I don't take orders well, and I'm rude to everyone if they call down the thunder. You're higher-ranking, yes, but that doesn't necessarily mean you'll beat me. Luke beat Vader, and, correct me if I'm wrong, he was of a rank similar to an apprentice. Rank is nothing but a formality, and just because my rank doesn't compare to yours doesn't mean I can't find a way to beat you. So let's hope you can out-do me in creativity. Feel free to begin when you're ready.]

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

[[Luke did not beat Vader officially..Either way I dont care, Im going to finish the duel with you quickly and abruptly I do not care for duels, thats why I have only competed in few. And I'll let you start.]]

Darth Barad-Dur

[[Vader only twice really let loose on Luke and Vader wasn't going for the jugular. Also, he had already faced Luke in a duel, and Obi-wan guided Luke into making it that some damage was incured on Vader's mechanics, thus slowing him down.]]

Isaah

[Despite the circumstances, Luke won, even if he wasn't really the reason Vader died. I understand your position completely, Gra'tua. I'm not a fan of duelling either, so feel free to end it as quickly as possible.]

Isaah crept through the dimly lit corridors on the surface of Mustafar. The crimson volcanic light aurated through the viewports with a sinful delight, splashing themselves against the darkened features of the young Sith, whom was adorned with robes of the purest white, moving with slow, calm, even steps, cautiously watching his surroundings, his eyes darting back and forth unknowingly from behind the shrowd of darkness under his hood. With a blast of hot, stale air, Isaah stepped outside a large metallic door, now on an open platform, obviously a landing pad, of sorts.

"I'm here." he muttered through slightly cracked lips, just barely at a whisper, standing confidently, but securely, near the door, his back against the cool metallic frame.

[Yea, that's my same first post from before.]

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

[[Then we shall start a new. If I happen to god mod, let me know and I'll re word my post. I'm more polite than the Kel-dor.]]

The High Inquisitor was right behind the young man as he spoke, the dark aura radiating off of him as he watched the apprentice look out onto the pad."Then you have come to the right place, shall we begin?" He asked calmly as he watched the Isaah slightly twitch in surprise.

Isaah

"I suppose we can do that." Isaah said calmly, with a smooth tone, despite being surprised that he couldn't pick up on the Inquisitor's darkside aura. He walked forward, slowly, with small, even steps, seeming to be incredibly agile, his body perfectly balanced as he stopped mid-platform, finally turning to meet his opponent. He couldn't quite make out the figure of Gra'tua, only going on what he knew he looked like. Isaah grinned abit as let his robes drop to the floor, slowly, so they made no noise when hitting the floor in a heap.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

Gra'tua nodded, keeping respectful at all times. He followed the man, his foot steps hidden by his large outer robe. It appeared as if he were floating to the landing pad. As he stepped upon it he stopped just a few yards away from the apprentice. As he came to a hault, he let his black robe fall to the floor, showing his slim and muscular build.

As he drew his sabers from his belt with the force, having them land in his palms he ignited them. The sabers came to life, igniting with a cracking-hiss. As they hummed in the air he brought them to a vertical before saluting his opponent.

Isaah

Isaah smiled abit, "Dual sabers.." he said at a simple whisper, before cracking a small smile. His dark brown eyes pierced into Gra'tua, showing a strange type of surpressed hostility in Isaah's mind. He simply stood there, his hands cupped before him, near his waist, as he kept very much to himself, watching his opponent with a sort of eagerness, "Shall we?" Isaah questioned as he lifted one hand, gesturing for Gra'tua to begin.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

As Isaah's hand was raised to signal the start of the duel, Gra'tua seemed to vanish from sight, he began using force stealth and force cloak to hide him visually and within the force. As he vanished he turned his sabers off, placing them back onto his belt, now completely invisible. The high Inquisitor then ran for his opponent, attacking with a round house twords the right temple of the apprentice.

Isaah

Isaah was surprised, but not overly confused, he'd expected as much from the High Inquisitor. He grinned abit, quickly scanning the area for his opponent, knowing exactly what he'd done in order to perform such a feat. The stale air spiralled around the platform viciously, filling Isaah's nostrils with fiery embers of wind. He felt the breeze awkwardly for a moment, and as he let his sabers spring out of his wrist holsters, palming them quickly, a swift kick landed on the side of his jaw, as he'd pulled back abit in defense. He whirled to the side, nearly falling down, but caught himself, ever so gently, and was still standing, now in his traditional, custom Jar'Kai stance.

"Clever, very clever." Isaah said in a feint, vicious tone, aimed more towards himself than at Gra'tua. He had no real way of combating this trick, but thought quickly. He jumped onto the top of the building he'd just came out of, and with the swing of his hand, sent scolding hot lava towards the platform.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

As the lava was sent flying, Gra'tua grinned, the apprentice was rather smart to draw him out like this. As the lava came down, the High Inquisitor jumped twords the apprentice, uncloaking himself as he brought his sabers to his palms with the force, igniting them with a quick slash as the head and mid section of Isaah. He was just infront of the apprentice as he made the attempt, the lava covering the platform below.

Isaah

Isaah fell back, giving up alittle bit of standing ground for the Inquisitor, as he brought his blades about. His first shortsaber found its way into the path of Gra'tua's, and his second barely stopped the following blade. With a swift spin of his entire body, it's power heightened by the force, Isaah twirled away from the saberlock, sending his boot towards Gra'tua's chest.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

As Isaah's foot connect, Gra'tua dulled its power with the force. As the foot lay upon his chest for just a split second, the High Inquisitor threw his left hand foward a powerful force throw behind it, as he slashed twords the apprentices lower left leg.

Isaah

As Isaah felt the burst of energy at his foot, he spun his body around, swinging both his blades, one after the other, towards Gra'tua. This first just barely tapped away the Inquisitor's blade, and the second was heading straight for his face. However, as the force push fully hit his frame, Isaah was sent flailing forward, his strike just missing his target. He hit the ground with a vicious thud, but arose, slowly but surely, and turned to face Gra'tua, his usual smile replaced by a more serious look.

He breathed somewhat heavily, his eyes piercing into his opponent. He exhaled loudly, then charged forward, his left blade being swung in a circular motion, aimed for Gra'tua's shoulder.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

As the apprentice rose, Gra'tua's face did not change, the serious look of battle not once leaving. He noticed that Isaah had started to become more serious, this was good. He was trying to push the apprentice, trying to bring out the strength in him.

As the apprentice charged sending the attack at his shoulder, he threw his left blad up, catching the apprentices blade as he spun, sending a low round house twords the knee of Isaah, strengthening it, making it quicker as he spun. As he spun, he let the blade of his free saber fall into the hilt, preparing for a counter, if Isaah should have one of his own already in mind.

Isaah

Isaah tucked in his knee abit, spinning himself back, using his blade to push off of Gra'tua's. He came back into his ready stance, letting one saber fall lifeless as it snuck back into his wrist holster. His serious tone became severely noticable as he pierced into Gra'tua's lifeless stare. He was pushing himself, driving himself, just to keep up with the Inquisitor, but he was clearly making it seem like he was fine. He cracked a slight grin before rushing forward again, his single saber flying towards Gra'tua's torso.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

As the blade went ripping through the torso, the body of the High Inquisitor seemed to tear and dissapear. As the entire body faded into the air, two blades ignited behind Isaah, slashing at his lower back from both directions.

The force illusion ability had paid off, as well as his ability to affectively use the cloak and stealth force abilities. The slashes came quickly, and powerfully, but the blades were controlled by a regulator that set them to stun for dueling purposes.

Isaah

Isaah turned quickly and sent a mediocre force push towards Gra'tua. The wave didn't reach Gra'tua, but instead was widened out, and struck his blades, only barely nudging them backwards. In this brief pause, Isaah stepped forward, sending a vicious knee towards Gra'tua's exposed gut, heightening his speed and power through the force.

High Inquisitor Gra'tua

Gra'tua was struck in the gut hard, sending him back a few steps. The pain was little, but the strike was good in its own right. The High Inquisitor's teachings in the school of pain aloud him to control what he fealt, and aloud him to make his pain into his enemies. He concentrated within the force as he stepped back, sending the pain of the blow to his enemies mid section, dulling his pain and increasing Isaah's. As he regained his composure quickly, he let his sabers fall into their hilts, clipping them back onto his belt.

"I believe enough has been shown in your ability within the force as well as hand to hand combat. This duel is over." As he finished speaking he let his grip on the force ability that turned his pain into Isaah's free."Tell your master that you have completed what was needed to be completed, as well as shown everything that was needed to be shown. Good luck in your career within the Eternal Empire." After the speech the High Inquisitor dissapeared once more, leaving the top of the building and the area. He had left without his outer robe, it was burned to ashes when the lava struch the platform.

Darth Barad-Dur

After reviewing the Duel, I agree. I'll start the knighting procedding immediatly.