01-15-2011, 02:13 PM
From the moment he had to fight him for kidnapping his girlfriend to all the assassination attempts, Jethro easily became Old Butchey's arch-Nemesis. Sooner or later the final fight between the two had to happen. And this day came some time ago. Aye, lads, gather one last time for the very end of of our little story.
One way or another, Butchards finally managed to face the man himself... Jethro!!! Some say it started in the tavern. Others claim this was the end of a three day long, non-stop battle between the two of them on the top of our lovely waterfall, eventually ending with them falling through the roof of the tavern and continuing to fight straight to the arena. We'll stick with the second version though as we all see, the roof seems perfectly fine. So, as they were swiping and slashing, cutting and bashing through the jungles of the vale, they didn't notice how quickly they ended up in the arena itself. Crowds from all over Azeroth gathered, cheering and screaming, throwing roses and gold at the two. What? It is true. Absolutely.
As I was saying, the fight continued for hours. Fists were flying through the air. Bullets whistled pass the two, occasionally hitting someone. Flames, daggers and spikes, it was something far beyond comprehension. Some even claim the skies opened and thunders came upon the two. Sadly, fate once again decided to laugh at Butch's face. Such cruel life is towards our mighty buccaneer.
Through some quite impressive footwork and acrobatics, Jethro managed to swing his flaming dagger at James' bevor, cutting right through it, our fearsome pirate's neck and two feet deep in the ground. Though, how his head wasn't cut clean off is still a mystery. From the lakes of blood and gore emerged Jethro. He was victorious. He turned around and silently walked away, disappearing in the darkness of the night. The crowd stood in awe, speechless.
Aye, aye, I know. I could've come up with something better but whatever. The truth is, poor sod just got drunk and managed to convince that other bloke to fight in the arena. Nothing fancy. Didn't go for too long. I mean, how am I supposed to work with such material? Anyways, rumor has it he's been brought back to life by some fancy fellow. I guess some of his business associates.
But enough about this, let me tell you about the ship eating colossal squid of The South Seas...
Killer: JETHRO!!!
Resurrecter: Adrian and two priests.
Temporary Drawbacks
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Since his body is recovering from such a severe injury again, he gets reduced HP in fights. (2 weeks this time)
Even more weakened, all it takes is two well-placed hits on both sides of his neck to open the wound once again. (min. 1 week)
Permanent Drawbacks
------------------------------
Jethrophobia. On a serious note, Butch is still suffering from paranoia and he has lost confidence in his abilities in combat.
Pretty much defenseless against agile opponents.
He now takes +1 Damage if hit in the neck while not wearing any protection.
One way or another, Butchards finally managed to face the man himself... Jethro!!! Some say it started in the tavern. Others claim this was the end of a three day long, non-stop battle between the two of them on the top of our lovely waterfall, eventually ending with them falling through the roof of the tavern and continuing to fight straight to the arena. We'll stick with the second version though as we all see, the roof seems perfectly fine. So, as they were swiping and slashing, cutting and bashing through the jungles of the vale, they didn't notice how quickly they ended up in the arena itself. Crowds from all over Azeroth gathered, cheering and screaming, throwing roses and gold at the two. What? It is true. Absolutely.
As I was saying, the fight continued for hours. Fists were flying through the air. Bullets whistled pass the two, occasionally hitting someone. Flames, daggers and spikes, it was something far beyond comprehension. Some even claim the skies opened and thunders came upon the two. Sadly, fate once again decided to laugh at Butch's face. Such cruel life is towards our mighty buccaneer.
Through some quite impressive footwork and acrobatics, Jethro managed to swing his flaming dagger at James' bevor, cutting right through it, our fearsome pirate's neck and two feet deep in the ground. Though, how his head wasn't cut clean off is still a mystery. From the lakes of blood and gore emerged Jethro. He was victorious. He turned around and silently walked away, disappearing in the darkness of the night. The crowd stood in awe, speechless.
Aye, aye, I know. I could've come up with something better but whatever. The truth is, poor sod just got drunk and managed to convince that other bloke to fight in the arena. Nothing fancy. Didn't go for too long. I mean, how am I supposed to work with such material? Anyways, rumor has it he's been brought back to life by some fancy fellow. I guess some of his business associates.
But enough about this, let me tell you about the ship eating colossal squid of The South Seas...
Killer: JETHRO!!!
Resurrecter: Adrian and two priests.
Temporary Drawbacks
------------------------------
Since his body is recovering from such a severe injury again, he gets reduced HP in fights. (2 weeks this time)
Even more weakened, all it takes is two well-placed hits on both sides of his neck to open the wound once again. (min. 1 week)
Permanent Drawbacks
------------------------------
Jethrophobia. On a serious note, Butch is still suffering from paranoia and he has lost confidence in his abilities in combat.
Pretty much defenseless against agile opponents.
He now takes +1 Damage if hit in the neck while not wearing any protection.
All we are is dust in the wind...