Finally a little action!

Matthew Anderson walked into the wilderness. HE needed some excitement. He felt his dagger which was at his side to make sure it was there, which of course it was, and sighed. Nothing was going to make this day any more interesting then yesterday, or the day before. It was just going t be a boring boring day. He sat on a stump and waited for something to happen. The wind blew the leaves around and the trees swayed, but nothing interesting was happening. He sighed, and continued to wait.

Matt looked around. HE heard something. He stood up and his body tensed as he scanned the trees. No sign of anyone. yet.

"I know you are there! Show yourself!!! " he yelled into the trees. Thatre was definately someone there, but.. who? He touched his dagger which ley at his side and grasped the handle, ready to pull it out.

MAtthew looked at the figure for a few moments then drew his dagger from his belt. It immedeatly turned into the fire sword. He stood there, watching the figure waiting for it to do something.

"What are you? " He asked, his voice fierce. He didn't want to admit his fear of whatever it was, but he truly needed to know.
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Contessa flew quietly through the trees, looking for something to do, some action. SHe flew across the clearing that MAtthew and the figure were in. THis will be very interesting , she thought as she landed on a tree. She fingered her own dagger which was fastened to her waist. If this actually got good, she would just have to step in.

Matt pointed his sword at the boy. He held his footing and his eyes blazed. This person was not going to mak ehim feel stupid like he just had. His lips were pursed as he swung the swrod at the boy. He knew he missed, and he had aimed too. He, nor did anyone else, ever want to win on the first blow.

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Tessa watched from the tree. Maybe this will be interesting.. but mybe not... she thought as she watched the two intently. One of them swung at the other and missed. God, how pathetic.. she thought as she continued to watch. She would wait a few more minutes before she joined in the fun.

Matt stabbed at his opponent, this time actually aiming for him. The other was obviously not about to make the first strike. Matt looked at the opponent to see if the stab had done much, if anything.