MTG Salvation

An opulent space beneath the Consortium building is used for Duels for Planeswalkers, as their powers may or may not be too much for the general populace of the City of Guilds.

This is for Arcel and silverthorn2009 only. Unless you are a WPL, you will feel the wrath of Bob.
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After they reached the nearest pit, Quinne jumps down off the ogre's shoulder's and runs to the other side of the Pit. Along the way, he changes form, into one that matches the small things with the tentacles that seemed to enrage the man so much, saying as he changes, "Hope you don't mind i change into something a little more...uncomfortable." His new monstrous form starts to glow with a green aura.

The ogre just glared more, he didn't know what this changing thing was, but it already has pissed him off, he roared as his red mana aura flared to life.

Seeing as though he just changed into this new form for the first time, and didn't know it's speech capability, Quinne tried to say, "Well, now, let's work some of that anger out on me, shall we?", but it instead came out, "chk-chkk-thrrrik, krtich?" Quinn's tentacles start to shine brighter with the verdant aura, and a few serpentine creatures writhe from their folds, one small and agile, one large and meaty that made the smaller one beefier, and one that seemed to make all of them want to go in for the kill as soon as they could. Quinne makes a few more clicks, and the creatures hold fast, to see what their Friend's opponent will do.

Loguh remember what he had done last time, and it had ended in him being nearly obliterated by fluttery things. This time, he planned to shake it up a bit.

He roared once more and his aura split in 2, forming two identical large horned beasts, at that point, his mana having been spent, him and his new guards stood firm.

Seeing that the ogre wasn't going to cause an advantage that he was going to be able to press immediately, Quinne took a moment to ponder the situation. Should i wait until he has more of a force before over-running him, should i just end this quickly, should i have some fun? Choosing the last of the options he thought of, Quinne made a few more clicks, and a few more serpentine creatures came out, this time causing the rest to grow slightly larger, and to grow horns, and making them grow a somewhat large sac at their rears.

The ogres only response to that is his skin starting to crackle with electrical energy, his 2 guards still up and ready to protect him.

Seeing that tell tell electrical charge running down his skin, Quinne knows he should be worried. If the ogre starts getting those thoughts into his head, Quinne might be in for some trouble. Sending out a few more clicks, slightly different this time, Quinne's friends grow multi-colored scales on their bodies, they grow different sacs that seem to leak a kind of webbing, their length seems to double, and another small, yet large creature springs forth to join the one like it, making their bodies grow larger once again. With that done, Quinne clicks a few times, and his creatures hold their positions.


edit: did the math wrong. changed accordingly.
Edit2: Took away the muscles, put the p/t down. did the math wrong on the brood to start, but its right, right now.
Edit3: damn sliver math. had to change another p/t spread.

He seems to barely be contemplating the arena in actuallity, he focuses his energies, calling forth, another pair of horned beasts, there lightning striking out at two of the larger creatures.

He clicked his goodbyes to the two friends that got struck, their forms fried and sizzling as the make their way back to the AEther.

Loguh flung his arm forward, the first pair of Minotaur charge forward.

With a few clicks of his...mandibles, Quinne sends his critters to intercept the advancing minotaurs.

Loguh doesn't even seem to care as his Minotaurs die in combat with the weird creatures, since they seem to take them down at the same time.

End Turn

Changing back into his normal squirrel form, Quinne says to the ogre, "Your heart doesnt seem to be in this, friend. Do you wish to continue, or shall we simply call this match a draw?"

He glares at the Squirrel, "No! Fight me!" He declares, even though saying it, it doesn't seem as strong as his previous roars. He is an Ogre, and Ogres Fight, that's how it has always been, and if he is not strong enough, he will die in battle, the way it should be.

"If you do not fight with all your heart, you will lose every time. If you always fight with everything you have, even a loss can be considered a victory, because you gain knowledge that can be used in the future. But, if it is your wish....."Quinne says nothing, but more of the creatures seem to come, a writhing horde, straight for the already beaten ogre. His creatures head straight for the ogre, ready to make the killing blow....

Loguh stood, lowering his head. His Minotaurs fought to protect him, but could do nothing to stop the charging forces. Just as he has expected, this is how he was meant to be ended, against a more powerful foe, just like what happened to the rest of the clan, and what should have happened to him, the spark wouldn't save him a second time.

Entering with a thunderous CLAP, Bob appears out of nowhere, and the tide of creatures is zapped back to the Aether, he looks to Quinne with a smirk, and to Loguh, he only offers a saddened expression. Seeing that no one was hurt during the intense, albeit one sided, battle, He disappears without a word or a single beam of light being given to anyone.
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After Bob disappears, Quinne scampers up in the direction of the main area, with what looks like a resigned look upon his squirrelish face. "We can always better ourselves, friend ogre, but the moment we lose faith in ourselves, that is the moment when we truly lose."

The Ogre does not move, apparently even an honorable death denied him. He remained within the arena for some time before he could muster the will to leave it.