Testing Their Strength

[Illithid]

Illithid hovered out of the rift in time and space that had transported him to the training grounds. His head swiveled as he inspected the area with a glint of curiosity in his eyes. This was the Academy's training grounds, apparently it was used for students to hone their fighting abilities against one another. Illithid had yet to test one of these humans in combat and he was quite curious to see their abilities in action.

He was beginning to learn that unlike the V'shraneez these humans tended to pride themselves on their individuality. They were a very diverse people and they ranged in abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. Illithid had only ever known psionics so he was curious to see what other facets of magic, that was the word humans used for unexplainable abilities, these humans had developed on this plane. He sighed a little as his gaze swept around the training area looking for an opponent.

Is there any humans here who would like to participate in a contest of strength? A spar I believe is what you call it, he broadcasted telepathically, on a very wide range so that everyone in the training grounds would hear him.

[Corsair]

Corsair had just walked out onto the training grounds when he heard the voice in his head.
Is there any humans here who would like to participate in a contest of strength? A spar I believe is what you call it Is what it said. he looked around for anyone that mght have been the source. That was when he saw the being that had a smooth face with no visibl mought and several tentacles grwoing almost like some strange beard. He didn't know what it was but he was pretty sure that he she or it was the source of that message.

He walked over with a curious look on his face. He was sure that out of his armour he didn't look that threatening at all to this being. But he didn't care.
"You looking for a test of ability. Then I'm your man." he said as his armour started appearing on him. He left the head are undone though until the fight began.

[Illithid]

Illithid cocked his head slighty in interest as one of the students using the training grounds approached him in response to his telepathic broadcast. This human did not seem especially pecuilar in fact he looked rather normal. However Illithid noticed that he used whatever ability he had to create armor over his body. Illithid nodded gently in interest as he pulled of his own robes, revealing the battle armor he normally wore underneath. His feet gently touched the ground as he prepared himself for battle.

Well then little human let us begin this spar of ours. I have learned that it is customary for opponents to introduce themselves, I am Illithid. Now come let me test your strength human, he said as a stifled sort of wheeze sounded from his mouth, he was actually chuckling but it sounded rather peculiar coming from his mouth. Illithid floated backwards, launching a Mind Blast at his opponent. He was interested to see if the armor Corsair was wearing could protect his mind from the blast of psionic energy that would at the very least leave him confused and disoriented.

[Corsair]

Corsair nodded.
"Very well at least there are some formalities. Greetings Illithid. I am Corsair." He said as he let the rest of his armour appear and he balled his hands into fists taking a stance with his left arm raised and the two blades on his forearms extended to roughly the length of a longsword.

He was ready for battle but then it felt like someone slammed into his head. he stepped back clutching his head with his right hand keeping the left in it's defensiv position.
Psionic powers. I could be in trouble. i haven't found the rune to repel that yet. He thought. he shook his head clearing it.
"Impressive. Sadly my power lies amoung a different path." he said and then curled his hands as though holding an orb as the wind blew in from all directions and a visibal orb was formed in his hands.

"Catch." he said thrusting out his hands sending the orb at his foe. It would feel like a normal punch or kick from Corsair. but the range made it highly useful. H Corsair didn't waste time. If all of Illithid's attacks were mental he would have to attack right after his orb hit. He came in ready to launch and attack at his foe unless somthing changed.

Endurance is at 13 with armour on

[Illithid]

Illithid grinned inwardly as he watched Corsair clutch his head in pain. So the armor had no defense against Psionic attacks. Illithid would enjoy exploiting that one weakness, enjoy it very much so. He watched with interest as the boy clutched a ball of some unknown form of energy and launched it at him. Acting quickly Illithid put up a shield around himself, the energy splashed over the psychic barrier.

Illithid watched with tentacled grin as Corsair shot forward behind the ball to attack him physically. The boy at least had some sense of combat strategy. Illithid's shield disappeared as his hand shot to his hip pulling the sword hilt from it's holster. There was a dim humming sound as a luminescent green blade sprung from the tip of the hilt. He slammed the flat of the blade into Corsair's stomach to stun him. After that he placed his hands inches from the boys head and fired off a Psionic Blast almost point-blank into the boys face. He hoped the physical manifestation of his psionic energy would be enough to at least push the boy back to a comfortable range.

[Corsair]

Corsair noticed the attack first attack come in an grabbed the arm holding the weapon heading for his gut. While Illithid raised his other hand Corsair slammed his knee into his gut and then was hit in the face with another blast. It sent him back and he used the force of the blast to flip backwards and land in a crouch.
Cute. But at least I can get to him. As long as i can do that and he has to take a moment to direct that psionic attack I can manage with this. he thought. He wondered briefly if Illithid could read his thoughts. But he didn't think so as he didn't have a better counter than he did, though the counter used did good in getting him away from Illithid.

Corsair grinned and used the power of his speed enhancing rune. He dashed at Illithid with his blades ready for attack. He wasn't aiming to kill. More like a blow to a limb.

[Illithid]

Illithid grunted gently in a mixture of surprise and pain as Corsair's knee planted itself into his gut. He watched with a grin though as the overall result of his maneuver had been a success. He had managed to put some breathing room between him and the boy. This human was no slouch when it came to fighting, Illithid was definitely not used to fighting this physical and melee-based. The usual V'shraneez fights consisted of a volley of psionic energies in an attempt to see who could overpower the other's mind first.

Illithid noted the boys increased speed as he moved in for another attack. He watched as his arm shifted and anticipated a blow coming from one of the artm blades. Illithid reacted accordingly, bringing his Psi-Blade up to block the blade intended to cause him harm. Quickly he shifted the blade, bringing his hilt down on top of it with enough force to hopefully throw Corsair a bit off balance. Then he brought his hand forward as if to fire another Psionic Blast but the blow never came as a rift enveloped over him.

He reappeared quickly behind the boy. With a dark grin he brought his arm up and fired three Psionic Blasts at the boy. The first two were targeted at the back of his legs and the other at the base of his neck. Illithid hoped that he blows would be enough to at least put the boy on his knees. He would follow up the attack with another Mind Blast to stun the boy and then another Psionic Blast to the back of his head. The armor was strong but Illithid was definitely going to exploit it's inherent flaw, it's inability to repel psionic attacks.

[Corsair]

Corsair held against the attempt to push him off balance. He was giong to use his other arm to send a right hook at his foe's head but his fist went through empty air as Illithid dissapeared through a rift. Corsair knowing the basic use of such an ability in one-on-one combat spun aroud slashing with his left arm blades. he made the slash a minor thing. He still found no reason to be aiming for a kill.

He saw Illithid there raising his hand again. He knew what it ment and he had made the slash too short. Instead his leg came up kicking the hand off course and he dashed in at his foe and felt the pressure on his mind of another mind blast. It wasn't as bad as the first time.
i've gotta find a way to repl that. it's worth speaking to a teach about. He thought as another psionic blast came his way. Lance braced his right foot behind him and the attack hit rocking him back slightly. He then leapt at illithid fully extending the slash with his left arm again. This time aimed for a shallow cut across the chest.