2021.03.06: Challenge for Get Tribal Leadership

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Challenge for Get of Fenris Tribal Leadership
After Aldric left and handed leadership over to Leif, the challenge was made for any Get to oppose Leif for leadership. Evonna stepped up to challenge Leif to earn the position of leader. Steinar as well stepped up to challenge Leif.
IC Date 3/6/21
Players Aaron, Branton, Erin, Evonna, Journey, Killigrew, Leif, Matteo, Nathan, Nico, Steinar, Theron
Location Caern Amphitheater
Spheres Gaian Garou


Amphitheater - Deep Forest

The stone pathway slopes gently down into a natural hollow bordered by trees and large enough to hold most of the Sept's population at once. To either side of this large main aisle the slope of the earth has been carved and banked into huge grassy steps around the curve of the hollow. Set with split-log seating, each step is low and wide enough to provide even Crinos visitors with ample view and leg room while still allowing others to pass, until finally reaching the flat earth before a great clam-shell stage. One massive piece of raw marble rising out of the ground has its top flat and polished, with large stairs cut into its sides for easy access by Garou and Kinfolk alike. Backing the stage, the half dome is formed by large slabs of molded stone, directing the acoustics of those being witnessed to the farthest rows of spectators. Whether by monthly moots, minor plays, challenges, or even just local Galliard practice, the ampitheater remains active and ringing with music and dramatics. The evidence of past epics can be found carved into the backs of seating steps, etched into the split logs and in some places even gouged into the stage itself.

Leif is already here. He's stripped down to a pair of BDUs, no shoes and his body is streaked with paint. The glyphs for Challenge and Get of Fenris are painted on his body in black clay. Currently, he is just slowly pacing around the perimeter of the circle, seemingly in pretty deep meditation, but he's calm, and he doesn't look angry. Just looks... ready. His hair is plaited just so, back in some ritual braiding pattern with the back hanging down almost all the way to his butt.

There is a faint buzz of excitement starting to fill the place.

Killigrew is settled on one of the benches with a good view. There's a backpack between her feet. She's wearing some black leggings, hiking boots, and a dark hoody over a tee. A little on the tense and anxious side of things, she's sitting up straight and has a bottle of ginger ale tucked between her knees.

Journey opens Tupperware containers as he gets them from the bag in front of the space in the stands he's seated at, one container then another, a bun, bratwurst, sauerkraut, mustard, building a brat. He brought lots it seems.

Nathan walks in with an interested look on his face, scanning over the area to see what faces he recognizes. He nods to those he does, moving over to a seat to settle in and observe the going-on. He seems relaxed, but curious.

Erin is nosy so why wouldn't she come after hearing something was going on. She chews on her lower lip and can't help but smile at something before she goes to find somewhere to sit down, probably up in the nose bleeds but she is here watching the nosy thing she is.

Matteo heads in, smoking a joint as usual, he /was/ teaching a lesson on the cosmos, but lessons can wait when stuff like this goes down. He looks around the crowd, and upon seeing Erin up in the nose bleeds he smiles and heads that way, to pop a seat next to her, making sure any smoke is blowing away from her face, and into the sky, since in the nose bleeds, there's no one behind you.

Hearing of todays event, Aaron arrives on his motorcycle which ends up being parked somewhere far away leaving him to walk the rest of the way. Still, he's dressed in a dark zippered hoodie with his MC leather cut worn over it, dark jeans and a pair of combat boots. He's got a pack slung over one shoulder and when he settles to a seat at the bench he gives a way and a nod to those around him. The pack slips down to the floor between his booted feet before he pulls out a beer bottle, cracking it open and taking a sip while waiting to see how things will kick off.

The place is starting to fill up. Get? Challenge? WHut? They're not hiding out at Stonecreek?! Weird. Leif is pacing the perimeter of the Mercy Circle, shirt off, hair plaited, paint streaking his body with the Glyphs of Challenge and Fenris. Calm, meditative, he paces.

Journey sits in the Zephyrs Hand area, waving to people as they come in, Tupperware out and eating a brat with kraut, waiting for people to settle in and the main event to proceed.

Arriving quietly, but with an aura around her of honor, confidence, and carrying her head held high, Evonna walks into the Amphitheater. Her blonde hair braided back, she's dressed in her most formal challenge outfit she earned and brought to Prospect with her. There are glyphs on each of her cheeks, her forehead, the back of her hands. Her sword on her belt, she looks ready for war. As she approaches the Mercy Circle and Leif, she goes down on one knee, and closes her eyes, bowing her head, speaking softly to no one. Raising her head upward, she lifts her sword and holds the hilt with both hands, offering it up. She calls out something in another language, before rising and placing her sword back in her belt and waiting for Leif.

Evonna says in German, "Ancestors, stand with us. Watch as we do honorable battle in your name, and for mighty Fenrir!"

Watching Leif pace, Zoe takes a drink from the ginger ale, snugging the cap back on and tucking it once more between her knees so it's handy but not in the way. Flicking her focus to Evonna, she offers the woman a small smile, but more or less, she stays still and attentive.

Steinar arrives. It is the best way for people to arrive. Just arriving. Fang Dagger around his neck, his magical backpack of many things over his shoulder. The Godi moves to the side to find a seat, leaning back slowly and watching. Of course he had heard about the Challenge. And of course he had to come watch.

Nico looks around as she arrives, leaving her small ruck sack on her shoulder as she finds a place to sit herself down.

A get challenge? Theron is dressed for combat and he isnt even the one that is being challenged. He watches with an eager eye. There are many things the Get are known for, might makes right, trials by combat, ritual warfare...this is it at its zenith.

As Evonna arrives, Leif stops his pacing. He looks up and he smiles at Evonna and he crosses toward her, reaching out to take Evonna's wrist in a formal handshake. He crosses back to his side of the circle and he calls out, his voice deep and loud and clear. "My name is Leif Pederson. I am ritenamed The Wall and I am Fostern Cliath Modi by birth and rank and auspice. I am the great Grandson of Dies Twice, ranked grand elder before he was returned to the cycle in honorable battle against the wyrm. I have packed with the Brotherhood under Reindeer to give us strength and the ability to defeat our foes in service to Gaia." He pauses and takes a deep breath. Nervous. Excited.

"Our tribal Elder has left us for family business and he put me in charge of the tribe. It was an honorable hand over, but it is not common for the Get to trade off power. I called for a Challenge among my brothers and sisters that any who would challenge this claim to the leadership speak and let their challenge be heard. Evonna, Blood Thorn, my Sister, accepted this Challenge and so here we meet in the honorable Circle of Mercy at the Sept of the Enduring Spirit." He takes a step or two, almost a shuffle from foot to foot. He's been practicing this.

"Frequently, the challenges among the Fenrir are to the death. This will be no different, though this death will be symbolic, rather than literal." He motions to the circle and then turns to Evonna, straightening up to his full height. "Evonna, Bloodthorn, my sister, my rival. Please prepare yourself and I will do the same."

Leif also shifts to his HUGE fucking crinos form

Journey swallows and sets down the brat, watching the things getting started, brushing off his hands and leaning forward to pay attention

Erin sees Journey and gives him a smile but then her attention is totally at what is going on. She takes a breath.

Evonna takes Leif's offered formal handshake, and then backs up as he finishes speaking. She shifts to Crinos, her vest, her sword, she is ready. Taking the sword in her much larger hand, Blood Thorn bows her head a moment and the roars! >> MIGHTY FENRIR!! GLORY AND HONOR TO YOU! IT IS TIME! <<

= = = = = = = = = = = == = = = = = = = = = = = SETUP = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
<OOC> The Wall says, "Okay. Base stats:
+3 to Stamina
-2 Diff soak
-2 diff to Brawl
-2diff to Melee
+2 dice to stamina (All from totem)

4 automatic successes from anything strength based
1 auto success on ANYTHING (Unless I get 0 successes, then it's a botch)

Using Resist Pain (1 Willpower)
Luna's Armor )Stamina + survival vs 7) (Gives extra soak dice)
Razor Claws (Rage)(+2 dice of damage and -1 diff)"

<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Stamina + Survival vs 7 for 5 successes.
1 1 2 3 3 4 5 5 5 6 6 +7 +8 +9 +9 +9 10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "New combat stats:
+8 dice to soak
-2 diff to soak
-3 diff to brawl
+2 dice to damage
+4 auto successes on strength
1 auto success unless fail."

<OOC> Evonna says, "Mine: Totem:
(-1) Diff to Melee
(-1) Diff to Stealth
(-2) Diff to Brawl
(-2) Diff to Dexterity

Using: Razor Claws (1 Rage - claws do +2 damage, -1 diff rest of scene)
Resist Pain (1 Willpower - ignore wound penalties rest of the scene)
Troll Skin (1 Gnosis - roll Stamina + Primal Urge vs 7. Each succ +1 die soak)

<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Stamina(6) + Primal Urge(2) (8 dice) vs 7 for 3 successes.
1 3 4 5 +8 +8 +9 10
+equip Evonna
Both Dedicated
<---======##============[ Item Mail Hauberk: 891397 ]=============##======--->
Dex Penalty:...........2* Name:........Mail Hauberk Owner:.............Evonna
Ref:.............C20 285* Soak:...................3 Type:......36/Kevlar Vest
Created:....20201123-2253 by FennecFox Updated:....20201123-2256 by FennecFox
Note: Doesn't convert firearm damage to bashing
<---======##===================[ Item 972819 ]====================##======--->
Conceal:................T Damage:............Str+4* Difficulty:............3*
Dmg Type:...............L Durability:............+3 Level:..................1
Owner:.............Evonna Ref:...........WW3801/210 Type:............20/Sword
Created:....20201123-2249 by FennecFox Updated:..........20210105-1100 by Owl
Effect:Spend an action and roll Willpower vs 6 (compress) or 5 (expand)
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = ROUND ONE = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
The Wall has rolled initiative: 30

already includes +10 for Spirit of the Fray (add another +10 if Gnosis spent)

Blood Thorn has rolled initiative: 23

already includes +10 for Spirit of the Fray (add another +10 if Gnosis spent)

<OOC> The Wall says, "Declare"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Spend 3 Rage, Sword attack."
<OOC> The Wall spends 3 rage, claw attack. No dodge
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Dexterity + Brawl vs 3 for 9 successes.
2 2 +3 +3 +3 +6 +6 +7 +8 +9 +9
<OOC> The Wall says, "10 successes to hit"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Going to Parry that attack, which will use one of my rage actions."
<OOC> The Wall nodsnods
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Dexterity(7) + Melee(3) (10 dice) vs 2 for 8 successes.
1 +5 +6 +6 +7 +8 +9 +9 +9 10
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Strength + 2 + 2 vs 6 for 7 successes.
1 4 4 4 5 +7 +8 +9 +9 +9 +10 +10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "add 4"
<OOC> The Wall says, "No, 5"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Stamina(6) + 3 + 3 (12 dice) vs 6 for 8 successes.
2 2 3 4 +6 +7 +7 +8 +8 +8 +8 +9
<OOC> The Wall says, "OHTHANKGOD"
<OOC> The Wall says, "Still up!"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "The Wall has not fallen. :)"
<OOC> Blood Thorn attacks now.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Dexterity(7) + Melee(3) (10 dice) vs 2 for 2 successes.
1 1 1 1 +2 +4 4 6 7 8
<OOC> The Wall says, "It hits"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "LOL"
<OOC> Journey uses Exorcism on BTs dice
<OOC> The Wall says, "Also, when did Connor get here?"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Strength(8) + 4 + 1 (13 dice) vs 6 for 1 successes.
1 1 1 1 2 2 3 5 +6 7 10 10 10
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "NO KIDDING"
<OOC> Journey says, "4 1'a TWICE IN A ROW"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "The dice gods giveth. The dice gods taketh away."
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Stamina + 8 vs 4 for 10 successes.
1 1 2 2 2 3 +4 +6 +6 +6 +6 +7 +9 +9 +9 +9 10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "Barely!"
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END ROUND = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

The appointed Philodox declares READY SET GO and Leif, the massive 12 foot wall of fur and fangs lunges forward into the circle, crossing to Evonna in just a few steps. This is not a playful swipe. His massive claws rake through her armored shirt, rending skin and fur and flesh

Blood Thorn seemed to know it was coming. She takes the blow but nothing hurts, and in fact, she does not seem hurt at all! She swings her sword, and while The Wall is an EXCELLENTLY LARGE TARGET, she still barely touches him.

Nathan whoos as the two huge forms crash together, rising to his feet to better observe the combat. It's not something he's had a lot of opportunity to see before this.

Journey tilts his head watching, eyes focused on the fight, reading it.

Aaron hoots and hollers to egg the combatants on. Raising his beer bottle in salute as they clash, he grins, looking around before finishing off that first beer before reaching in his bag for another.

Killigrew leans forward, shifting her drink to her left hand and resting her elbows on her knees. Completely focused on the pair as they engage, flinching faintly from the grisly sounds of claws on flesh.

Erin winces a little bit from time to time as she brings her knees up to her chest and wraps her arms around them watching rather intently.

Nico watches in silence as the combatants come to blows, analyzing the fight as much as possible. From her sack she pulls a bottle of water to drink, taking mental notes.

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Rage Round 1 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
<OOC> The Wall says, "Rage 1. Declare, Ev"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Sword attack"
<OOC> The Wall says, "Claw punch/swipe. Specifically to the torso, not the face."
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Dexterity + Brawl vs 3 for 8 successes.
1 2 +4 +5 +5 +5 +5 +5 +6 +6 9
<OOC> The Wall says, "Add 1"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Going to parry again."
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Dexterity(7) + Melee(3) (10 dice) vs 2 for 8 successes.
1 +2 +3 +3 +5 +5 +7 +7 +7 10
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Strength + 2 vs 6 for 3 successes.
1 2 2 3 4 4 5 +6 +9 +9 9
<OOC> The Wall says, "+4"
<OOC> The Wall says, "No, +5"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Stamina(6) + 3 + 3 (12 dice) vs 6 for 7 successes.
1 2 3 5 +6 +6 +6 +7 +7 +8 +10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "dang gurl"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Dexterity(7) + Melee(3) (10 dice) vs 2 for 2 successes.
1 1 1 1 +4 +5 5 7 9 9
<OOC> The Wall says, "still hits"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Strength(8) + 4 + 1 (13 dice) vs 6 for 8 successes.
2 2 2 5 5 +6 +7 +7 +8 +9 +9 +9 +10
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The Wall rolls Stamina + 8 vs 4 for 13 successes.
2 2 2 2 3 +4 +4 +5 +6 +6 +6 +7 +8 +8 +8 +9 +9 +10
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END ROUND = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

Another swipe, this time keeping his arms tucked in a little bit as Evonna uses a tactic that he KNOWS! His aim is good, but he's just too fucking big, and it's mostly just a long scratch through her fur.

Blood Thorn moves around to get a better attack, and the swipe hits her again, and she feels the blood drip, but does not care. She swings again, hitting again, and yet The Wall does not crumble at all.

Steinar has not been doing much since he got here. He sat down, did not really greet anyone but instead kept his eyes on the ring and the two combatants there. Watching. Studying. The backpack was put to the side, and as the fight went on his right hand was up by his fang dagger, stroking a finger along it from time to time.

Matteo keeps smoking his joint, and following the fight, nodding along to a solid dodge, and wincing a bit when someone takes a hit.

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Rage Round 2 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
<OOC> The Wall says, "Rage 2. Declare"
<OOC> The Wall says, "OH. You parried."
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "I had to use rage to parry twice, and did my rage attack this round. So I'm done."
<OOC> Steinar says, "It's ok. Wall will botch now. I have called it."
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Dexterity + Brawl vs 3 for 2 successes.
1 1 1 1 2 +5 +6 8 9 10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "STFU STeinar. You're next"
<OOC> Killigrew says, "Four more 1's!"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Strength + 2 + 2 vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 1 1 2 2 4 4 5 +6 +7 7 9 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "add 4"
<OOC> The Wall says, "Add /5/"
<OOC> The Wall says, "So soak 7"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Stamina(6) + 3 + 3 (12 dice) vs 6 for 6 successes.
1 2 2 3 4 +6 +7 +7 +7 +8 +10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "You're still up, right?"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Only taken 2 so far"
<OOC> Blood Thorn scrolls back to heck
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "check"
<OOC> The Wall says, "I think you took 4 + 1 + 1"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Yeah - sorry - I miscounted the beginning."
<OOC> Theron says, "still up tho"
<OOC> The Wall nodsnods
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "I have 7 health"
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "So yes."
<OOC> The Wall nodsnods
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END ROUND = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

The Wall seems... surprised... that his bestie is still up. Honestly? For real and for true? He was expecting to be carrying her out of the ring right now. This throws him off his game a little and this swipe, while it hits, is a little hesitant. But that doesn't stop him from taking one more, this time with a little growl

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Rage Round 3 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Dexterity + Brawl vs 3 for 6 successes.
1 1 2 +4 +6 +7 +7 +7 +8 9 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "Add 1"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Stamina(6) + 3 + 3 (12 dice) vs 6 for 7 successes.
2 3 4 4 5 +6 +6 +8 +8 +8 +9 +10
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Strength + 5 vs 6 for 6 successes.
2 2 3 3 4 5 5 5 +6 +7 +7 +7 +9 +10
<OOC> The Wall says, "NOW add 4."
<OOC> The Wall says, "Rage heal?"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Blood Thorn rolls Rage(4) (4 dice) vs 8 for 0 successes.
1 3 5 9
<OOC> Blood Thorn says, "Dice gods say NO"
<OOC> Killigrew says, "Sage them dice :p"
<OOC> Blood Thorn let's Leif pose first, then will pose her death...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END ROUND = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END COMBAT = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

One more time. This time, with Leif all crunched up against Evonna tryin to protect vital organs, he rams the claws of both hands into her sides, a claw finding that weak spot between ribs and he LEANS into it this time. No fucking around. This ends.

I'm a fighter, I will not give up, I will stumble & I will fall but I will stand back up. It might take longer at times but I /WILL/ stand back up & keep fighting

Blood Thorn is giving this all she has got, but The Wall /is/ THE WALL for good reason. With the last swipe, her sword falls from her hand, and she falls. Down. Down... dooooowwn.. On the ground, the pool of blood filling up around her. Death comes. The fight draining out of her for now. IT IS OVER. Honor in battle.

Shortly after, Blood Thorn shifts back to her birth form, laying on the ground still.

Fur seems to fly and disappear, as Evonna becomes herself again.

Nathan winces as the claws go in again, muttering, "Oh, that's gotta sting." to himself. However, he stands and cheers the victor in the contest, applauding the skill of both combatants.

Journey nods, watching, tilting his head tot he side, letting go of a breath. He smirks lightly and gets his Brat and continues to eat.

Nico literally cringes as The Walls claws find that sweet spot, her entire body flinching. As Evonna goes down she stand herself up to clap for the victor, offering one, "Wooo!" and nothing more.

There's a pause, the Wall with his head tucked downward, arms pressed to his sides. When he feels Blood Thorn's form go slack, he lets her go more easily, laying her down, rather than letting her fall. The Wall shifts back to Leif's homid form, covered in blood, a good knick along his chest. He takes a breath and waits... and waits, breathing hard, looming, waiting, counting the seconds and watching Evonna for movement

Killigrew shifts uneasily on her seat, leaning forward, tensing up as the moments tick by. The fingers of the hand holding the ginger ale white knuckled on it.

Erin gasps and bites her lip watching. When there are cheers she also cheers along though of course she looks a bit concern over to Evonna and then looks towards the others. She rocks a little bit.

Steinar does not cheer. Or wince. Or look particularly happy. He simply nods once, letting out a grunt. Stoicism. Thats the name of the game. Never relax! Relaxing is the enemy. His arms do cross over his chest, though, to try to make him look even more unmoved.

Matteo raises an eyebrow as time ticks on, he claps when everyone's cheering, cuz it seems rude not to, and he hopes that whatever healing effect the combat circle is set to do, activates soon.

"Jesus Fuck on a toasted tortilla," Leif mutters as he shifts from foot to foot. His eyes shift up toward Journey way up there, then down at Evonna's inert form. "C'mon.... c'mon." He KNOWS this works. He killed Theron in here just a couple days ago. He isn't being loud, but his voice carries from down there in the circle where all the attention is. And you know NO ONE's making any noise while they wait.

Journey watches, eats Brat and Kraut, He lifts a hand and waves it, "She's out cold, wake her up. Her everything is gonna hurt."

Leif leans down a little and gives Evonna's foot a little shake.

Nico sits herself back down, watching, waiting. It feels like the seconds are dragging on for days, then into months. She's never seen this particular sort of Fetish in action, to kill and yet to not kill.

Erin looks to Journey then towards to Leif and finally back to Evonna. She's learn her lesson about healing people without asking so she just watches quietly.

Steinar stands up and begins to move closer to The Wall and the fallen Evonna, "She will either get up, or she will not. Such is life, Mercy or no Mercy." he looks to the body, "But if there is life yet in her, I can see about mending her wounds to make it easier on her body to regenerate the wounds inflicted. I doubt very much anyone would call this anything other than a victory, brother."

Evonna suddenly gasps and takes a breath again. She wasn't for a bit. Her fingers start to move, but it takes her longer for things to work. Finally her eyes flutter open, and she begins to try to sit up. This is going to be painful for awhile. She will struggle, and struggle, falling back again. She manages to say, "Good... Challenge.... Leader..."

That first breath... holy shit. Leif might cry. When Evonna tries to sit up, he drops to a knee and helps to very carefully scoop her up. He doesn't pick her up really, just slowly helps her to her to sit, then get up to her feet. "Come walk out of this circle with me, Sister." He nods to Steinar. "As the lady wishes." He sends a look to Killigrew that TRIES to be a sneaky little look, but he's REALLY bad at the subterfuge and it's pretty clearly a 'HOLY SHIT I DID IT IS IT OVER I NEED TO PEE' kind of look. All very majestic and leadershippy.

Killigrew is on the verge of getting up when Evonna starts to move. Her butt plops back down and she sits up, letting out a breath she wasn't aware of holding. There's a glare for the mercy totem and she grumbles softly. Something about a heart attack. Catching the look from Leif, she smiles for him, giving a small nod to the new leader of the Get of Fenris, mouthing 'You got this.' to him.

Theron smiles and bangs his fist against his armor, "Well done. Fenrir proud." he hollars to the two. Except the player missed much of it because connection suckage

Erin will linger in the background. So when she slips out i'm sure no one will even notice. Though she smiles softly and will just have to congrat Leif later.

Nathan applauds again once it becomes clear that the Sept didn't lose anyone today. Mental note, don't piss off the Get for at least a few more years. He takes a swig of the soda he's got with him and watches Leif help Evonna stand and leave the ring.

Steinar stops as he sees Evonna get up. A nod is given to this, "Ah, good. Her body is strong yet." he lets his arms cross over his chest, "But you are not done yet, Wall of the Get of Fenris.. one who would claim to be the Leader of the Tribe. We fought once before, you and I. For games, for skill and because Fenris commands it of us. But now, it is time for us to fight once more. Your claim to leadership will not remain because you bested one Forseti in combat. Anyone who choses to follow you, should do so because they tested your strength, truly. And so will I. And so, once more, you stand Challenged."

Evonna continues to breath and with Leif's help she is on her feet and getting more life back into her. Keeping a hand gripped onto Leif to steady herself, she steps a little away so she can bow her head and not totally collapse back down again. Otherwise, she'd take a knee TOTALLY. "By Mighty Fenrir, this has been an honorable challenge. I gave everything I had, and then some. I gave my life, and would do it again, and again. You are a worthy opponent, and a worthy leader. I will follow you into battle every day and every night, The Wall. You have made us all, and our ancestors PROUD."

Evonna nods to Steinar's challenge as well, and then she will take a seat to recover further.

Journey looks to Evonna, the Walking Bruise, nodding to himself and gets into his jacket, and looks around, finishing the last of his Brat. He looks to Steinar as he makes challenge.

Leif nods to Steinar. "I accept your challenge. Let me get my sister some water and I'll meet you inside the circle, Brother." Like.. Now? Sure. Why not? He's pretty fresh. The small wounds he took are already healing as he lets Evonna take her time getting to a seat, probably with Killigrew.

"Are you certain?" Steinar wonders, "You just fought Blood Thorn. Do you have it within you to beat a mere Godi in a fight, expended as you are?" he grins, "If you want to take that chance then I will not stop you. If you want to wait, I will wait." he does move for the circle though, removing the Fang Dagger from his neck, gripping it firmly in his right hand. He looks around the circle slowly, a light sneer on his expression a few moments, "..mercy.." he grunts.

Waiting for Evonna to get comfortable, Killi slides over, taking the backpack with her. Once next to Evonna, she leans and opens the bag, offering up the goodies inside - mostly snack stuff. An apple, two oranges, some jerky, dried berries. Woefully healthy stuff with a couple bottles of sprite and ginger ale. She'd hug Evonna, but..bruisey, so she presents the collection of munchies with a small smile that's full of pride. "Well fought." she says, quiet as there's a second challenge in the making.

Matteo raises an eyebrow, oh, another fight is going to happen, this soon, interesting. He nods to Erin as she leaves and finishes up his smoke. Now alone, and smokeless, he decides to move down into the closer seats, joining Nathan wherever he's sitting.

Evonna leans into Zoe a bit. It is a lot to come back from death's door. She takes the offere Orange first, and some jerky, along with the sprite for now. Smiling in thanks to Zoe, she quietly says, "Danke. I gave it all." She doesn't want to eat, but knows a little something will help. Her eyes narrow a bit at Steinar's words and body language.

Leif gets Evonna settled and heads back to the circle. "I'm fine," Leif says, and he is. You can see the gears working as he figures out the math in his head and he nods, motioning to the dagger. "Your Fang falls outside the parameters of the circle. You are welcome to use it still." He glances over to the judging Philodox and nods and they activate the circle a second time and Leif rolls his head briefly around his shoulders. "Do whatever you need to prepare."

Walking over to Evonna, Theron briefly touches Evonna's shoulder. "Chin high, Fenrir is proud of you this day." he compliments in a soft whisper leaning down to her. To Steinar and Leif he nods, a smirk, "That a boy." obviously admiring the bravado, it is the Fenris way to accept all challengers, not show weakness. "You could always fight someone first too." he jokes to Steinar but then shakes his head, "The willingness to take on the next challenge, without hesitation...its part of what makes a worthy successor to lead, no? Good luck to both of you. Our ancestors watch pleased." which...is a bit of a misnomer perhaps, as Theron's ancestors aren't technically Get, but such is his conviction to his adopted tribe.

Steinar glances to the Fang Dagger in his hand a few moments, then back to Leif, "Ah. Well, that is disappointing." he does move to the side of the ring though and puts the Fetish aside, "I do not break rules." he states simply, returning to his spot. As he walks, he takes on his Warform as he begins to prepare.

Journey perches comfortably amid the Zephyrs Hand area of the stands, watching, flanked by tupperware and watching Get on Get violence. Saturday Afternoon in Prospect.

Leif nods to Steinar. "You are welcome to use it, regardless. There are no rules in battle. Use it if you wish." And then he steps back a pace or two and shifts once more, into that massive hulking crinos.

Nico sits back with her bottle of water, then pulls a couple more from her bag to offer those around her if they want one.

Killigrew leans back, gently, against Evonna, smiling up at Theron. "No one will ever doubt your ferocity or think that you held back." she offers softly. Dropping her voice she whispers to the bloodied woman, then digs in another pocket of the bag for a packet of baby wipes to offer over. It's not a -bath-, but it'll get the sticky off her hands or face.

Aaron is well into his fourth beer, smiling as he watches events unfold. Waving off the offered water from Nico, he shows his latest beer bottle in hand then points to this pack should anyone nearby want a bottle.

Nico continues to offer out bottled of water even as the new combat begins.

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<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Rune-Tongue rolls Stamina + Primal Urge vs 7 for 5 successes.
2 2 5 6 6 +7 +9 +9 +9 +10
<OOC> The Wall says, "Imma laugh my ass off if Runeyboy wins this"
<OOC> The Wall says, "
+8 dice to soak
-2 diff to soak
-3 diff to brawl
+2 dice to damage
+4 auto successes on strength
1 auto success unless fail"
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "I will cry."
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "Right. My bonuses are simply +5 soak. So let's get at it :)"
<OOC> The Wall says, "OH shit. I didn't roll specialties in the battle either."
<OOC> The Wall nods
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Round One = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
The Wall has rolled initiative: 24

already includes +10 for Spirit of the Fray (add another +10 if Gnosis spent)

Rune-Tongue has rolled initiative: 11

<OOC> The Wall says, "declare"
<OOC> The Wall says, "Ooh Rage spends from last battle. I went down 3 for extra actions, but back 1 for when Evonna drew blood, so I'm losing 2"
<OOC> Rune-Tongue declares losing, "But also spending his 1 rage for extra action."
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "Or, rather 1 out of 3. Since its capped at half"
<OOC> The Wall says, "What's your attack going to be?"
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "Oh, sorry. Hah. Err.. well. He'll take it to the chin like a good Fenrir. So he will Bite ya. he always wanted to bite Leif"
<OOC> The Wall cackles. K. Then Leif's going to do his infamous claw-like uppercut to the chin.
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "You'll botch. I am not worried"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Dexterity + Brawl vs 3 for 10 successes.
2 +3 +3 +5 +7 +7 +9 +9 +9 +10 +10
<OOC> The Wall says, "Add 1"
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "Now I am worried"
<OOC> The Wall says, "Use that rage to dodge?"
<OOC> Rune-Tongue says, "Errr. No. Won't matter much at this point. :D"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
The Wall rolls Strength + 10 + 2 vs 6 for 10 successes.
1 2 3 3 3 3 4 4 4 5 +6 +6 +6 +7 +7 +8 +8 +9 +9 +10 10
<OOC> The Wall says, "add 4, soak"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Rune-Tongue rolls Stamina + 5 vs 6 for 5 successes.
1 2 3 4 4 5 +6 +6 +6 +7 +9 9
<OOC> The Wall says, "You only took 9!"
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
Rune-Tongue rolls 3 vs 8 for 0 successes.
3 5 5
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END ROUND = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END COMBAT = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

There's another readysetgo from the Philodox. Once more, the Wall moves forward, fast and light as any wolf could ever be. When Rune-Tongue leans forward a little bit, The Wall shifts his arm, from waist height to chest height, massive talons punching right through the smaller Godi's chin, impaling him briefly before his claws are torn free with a wet, sucking splurp sound.

Branton slips into the cheap seats, late and all but now attentive. Wincing at the blow he sees delivered.

Rune-Tongue prepares, in so much as a Godi can prepare. It should be obvious to anyone looking on that the only thing that he seems to be doing is getting uglier. Which is not hard for him. His skin getting miscoloured, a stink coming about him as he takes on the skin of the troll. But he does nothing else. Once that is done, he simply howls, <<Let's get this over with, Wall. Show me again how you are the strongest in battle.>> he howls. His right clawed hand clenches as if it was wanting to hold the hilt of a dagger. It is not his hand that he uses, though, but instead his head. He launches forward, maw opening as if he was aiming to bite the man. But the bite? It was never meant to be. His forward-thrust head presents itself as a perfect target for the Modi before him. A target the Modi uses to his fullest advantage. The Spirit of the Fray, the sharpened claws. The most evil of items used to give strength. The Totem of the Garou. It all lends itself to one of those one and done punches. Despite having a body that could withstand a truck, it can not withstand those claws. He goes down, that one single strike, blood spraying out of his mouth and up into the air like a bloody halo before he lands on his back hard, dust kicking up around him. Around his human body.

Nico cringes with a hissed, "Holy..." rising slightly before settling back down, then goes silent again, trying to shake off having just seen that.

Journey watches the blow and Steinar getting upperclawed into the dust, nodding a little and getting into his tupperware, building a brat with kraut and mustard on a bun.

Nathan nods at the fast exchange, but again applauds the combatants. "Well, someone's pretty much in control of things today."

That sound. There's a shudder and Zoe clamps a hand tight over her mouth, closing her eyes and swallowing a couple of times. Promptly finding something, somewhere else to look at until she can get her stomach to stop rolling like the Poseidon.

The Wall reaches for Steinar as he goes down, but the angle is off and if he ACTUALLY grabs him, he's going to like impale his eyeball or something and let's not add insult to injury. He might need those eyes, afterall! So down he goes. Leif gives it a second or two, looming just like he did with Evonna when she went down, and after a couple of seconds, gives Steinar a nudge of the foot with his own. "Cmon, bro."

Matteo winces as Steinar is hit so badly, and once again leans forward a bit in his seat, but, last person to go down was healed, so, he /should/ be fine.

Evonna slowly eats her food, watching with rapt attention. She does not even wince as she sees the hits land, and then waits. Watches for Steinar to rise again.

One might think such a strike would have removed his jaw. Pierced his brain. Or making him talk funny for a month. And that he would be out for hours. But the damage given to him? It was absorbed by the Mercy of the Ring. The damage left? It was enough to knock him out for a second or two, but no longer than that. It does not take long for his chest to suddenly heave and his eyes to open and a grunt to leave his throat.

Journey rises from his spot and walks down from his spot toward the ring, holding the brat as he walks.

Nico has no idea about this Mercy of the Ring, but she is very grateful it exists, too few Garou left for this sort of thing to be regular and not have some sort of protection against death. Now that Steinar is awake, showing those signs of life, now she will offer a celebratory clap and faint, "Wooo!" to the victor.

The Wall is there waiting when Stinar comes to. He reaches out to offer Steinar his hand to help him up. "Honorable fight, brother," he murmurs, pulling Steinar to his feet when he's ready and he scans the crowd, eyes pausing on each Fenrir that he might see, giving them the opportunity to offer further challen----Oh! Journey with a brat! VICTORY BRAT?! For HIM?! Or consolation brat for Steinar?! Eitehr way!

Killigrew finishes off the last of the ginger ale, dropping the empty bottle into the bag so she doesn't forget it somewhere. Glancing from Steinar to Leif, then towards Journey, she arches an eyebrow.

Steinar does not take it though, the hand. Instead, he holds his hand up and finger out (not the middle one!), "Ngh." he says, because his jaw is busted and his tongue pierced. He takes a few moments, concentrating to then slowly.. painfully.. shifting into his near-human form. The Glabro. He then lays still a few moments, letting his wounds begin to knit themselves. Something which goes remarkably fast. It shouldn't considering the claws making the wounds, but the Mercy of the Ring works in mysterious ways.

Evonna is glad this is over for now, and battle was honorable on all ends. A nod to Zoe with her words to her, and she smiles - albeit painfully - to Leif.

Journey walks up, and looks to Steinar Glabro healing his jaw, and hands the Garou the Brat. Kraut, and mustard, not bad. "Here, take this, get rid of that taste in your mouth from healing your jaw." He nods, and looks around, "It is over?" He settles on Leif, but seems curious if anyone else wants a piece of the Wall falling on them.

Nico has absolutely no intentions of interesting in Get politics. Instead she rises long enough to move over and sit down by Nathan and offers him a bottle of water.

Aw. Sadface. Consolation brat. When Steinar declines the hand, Leif steps back to let him do whatever, then looks around one more time, then back to Journey and he nods. "I think so. For today anyway."

A pause to look around to see if there are any other challengers, then Theron starts to rise, "Just kidding." he grins and settles back down to sit. "Good job, all of you." he says rather proud of the group of Fenrir garou.

Leif then nods to Steinar. "A good fight, Brother." His eyes tic to Theron briefly, then back to Journey.

Steinar lays still for a few moments, long enough to feel his tongue putting itself back together and his jaw righting itself with a few sickening pops. He then slowly sits up, eyeing the offered food. He nods once, taking it and shoving a good amount into his mouth through which he says, "I do not know where you put your claws before your fight with us, Brother, but I do not like the taste they left in my mouth." he grins a bit. He pushes himself up to his feet, remaining in Glabro though to let his body heal the rest of the way. A nod is given to Journey, "Thanks, Shaderunner-rhya."

Nathan looks over as Nico moves over to sit by him, murmering a quiet "Heya." and holding up his bottle of soda when she offers the water. "Have you met Matteo yet?" he asks the huge woman beside him, indicating said person sitting beside him on the other side. "Matteo, this is Nico."

Aaron puts his fourth empty beer bottle down on the ground beside his pack and gives a clap of approval with the rest as the second round of combat is completed. Stadning up he looks between those gathered to see what will come next.

Nico offers Matteo a nod, her tone deep but not baritone, "I believe I have seen him at the gatherings, honored to meet you more formally Matteo."

Leif glances down at Steinar as he speaks, then lifts his hands a little, open, fingers spread. He looks from his hands... to Evonna, back to Steinar, looks a little confused and... kind of half-way points at Evonna. THAT's where his claws were. Then he smirks and gives Steinar a HARDY clap on the shoulder and lifts his voice again. "The Fenrir invite all of you to come out to Stonecreek. There is a feast prepared. Today we all join together to eat and drink and celebrate."

Killigrew zips her bag shut after tucking the baby wipes back into it. Rising, she slides the straps over her shoulders, hands going into the pockets of her hoody. When it seems there are no other challengers, she starts to drift towards where Leif is.

Evonna makes her way up to her feet, and whispers something to Zoe before she starts to make her way out. A smile for Leif, "We'll have a toast there!"