The lands of WAR, neopets style.

[Izah]

A more relaxed form of the lands?

Good idea or no?

[Chaos]

-appears in a cloud of crimson smoke, the scent of blood filling the air- Hello there.

[Garrett]

-enters via floor rolling-
P:

[Chaos]

-picks you up off the floor and tosses you into a nearby tree- Show me what you can do my friend, it's been far too long.

[Garrett]

-face tree again-

[Garrett]

My poor nose! Q~Q

-stands up, slightly dizzy-

[Izah]

Izah fumes silently in the darkness of the trees.

[Chaos]

Come on Garrett. -Tosses you Sanity's edge and Insanity's margin.- When's the last time you even used these.

[Chaos]

-turns my head towards Izah, the crimson mist that surrounds me becomes heavy with the scent of fresh blood- Well this is it Izah, this is what I've been holding back.

[Garrett]

A while ago. At most, a month and a half.
-catch, catch-
I'm trying to get in the mood. It may take me a minute.
-stomps on the ground, cracking it just a bit-

[Izah]

Izah paid no attention to the beast as he pulled a small dagger from the wrist sheathe on his right wrist. He rolled up the sleeve

[Chaos]

-focuses a portion of energy into my palm, a red orb forming slowly as the mist condenses with the energy, the orb begins to become surrounded by a black aura with black and red lightning- Sounds good to me

[Izah]

Modified post. It screwed up.

Izah paid no attention to the beast as he pulled a small dagger from the wrist sheathe on his right wrist. He rolled up the sleeve on his left arm and tensed the muscles as he angled the blade over his wrist, dragging it through his skin. Izah laid back and closed his eyes as the blood poured from his open veins, his expression that of ecstasy.

[Chaos]

The young man merely shook his head as he watched the blood drip from his comrades wounds, his own blood lust eating away at his resolve. Looking down at his sword, the man sealed his true form once again, his skin regaining it's natural color as the mist lifted. After the moment had passed the man walked off towards the remnants of a lake, reminding himself of the memories that occurred so long ago.

[Izah]

Izah peered at Chaos, getting to his feet. He sheathed the dagger and gripped his greatsword, placing it upon his back. He pressed the wound and followed Chaos toward the lake, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
"It's been a long time since I've laid my own eyes upon this lake."

[Garrett]

-electricity begins to wrap itself around my feet and hands, blade edged claws surrounding my fingers and toes which flash a bright yellow- I feel... savage.

Oh wait. It seems to be turning all serious on me.

[Chaos]

The man laughed quietly, bandaging up his right arm as his sword liquified into a pool of metallic substance. "Indeed it has been quite some time since I've been home, funny how this lake always remains, no matter how badly damaged the land gets." As the man finished covering his arms with the tattered cloth, the pool of metal began to slowly slither up his body, coiling around his forearm before resting there, solidifying into a bracer. The man turned to Izah and smirked."You think with all the bloodshed that this lake would be red by now eh?"

[Izah]

Izah chuckled at Garrett.
"Can anything in war be truly serious?"
He said, flinging blood from his wound at him.

"You would have thought so, Chaos. But no.. Maybe it has a filter?"

[Chaos]

He turned to Garrett and laughed. "No old friend, it's still relaxed, this is just much easier in terms of description. However if it's a fight you want, then I would be happy to oblige".

[Chaos]

The man simply shrugged before walking away from the pool of water. "If there was that much blood left over from previous wars, I wouldn't need to use vials of my own blood. Might be something for me to look into at some point."