<font color="lightgreen">Being very surprised at the securing of the bar, the MYsterous Elf decides that its time for a little more fun. Unfortunately, there are alot of people attacking him, and his staff is about 5 metres away from him, and his summoning spells dont work. Noticing that it has lost its glow, along with his rings and jewels, he decides that there is only one this to do, to use the only spell he knows that would circumvent a secured bar. The only spell that does not use magic, but merely one single word. "HRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!" and with that he whacks every single one of his assailents over the head, using the strength of something <h1>BIG.</h1> Continuing this until all of them were uncontious, he says "Ill teach all of you how to fight, the minute I get back here- I need rest like I havent had since I inherited Merlins Palace.
'I have inherited Merlins magic, his Palace, his items and even his Anger. Unfortunately for everyone whol be around when I get back, the calmliness of Merlin of Arthurs Court went to someone else. "
Then grabbing his staff, he strides out of the bar, into the unsecured Mensroom, and vanishes. Only three words, magically amplified, can be heard after he has walked out "I *will return" </font>

yeah, you run when you see me
call the cops when you see me

five shot couldn't drop me
I took it 'n smile

Chino XL, @$#@$ you too!
Bad boy, @#%#$@% you too!
Mysterous elf, !@$!$ you too!
all your mother $#@$$,
#@$!%$# you too!
Westside we kill, we bomb you mother @$@%#$

Westside till I die!

<font color="lightgreen"> Wlking back in from the outside a few hours later, the Mysterious elf decides to try his latest spell. "Time to have a little fun. Xestor MItos Ferrius Unlock!" suddenly, the bar is temparily insealed because of the unlcoking spell. "ONly magic that can get through a spell lock. A KEY!! Now lets try to put a couple of obsticalls in here." Quickly, before the spell runs out, he fixes everything that was broken in the shockwave, and creates a minor cavein in the roof so that one side of the bar is disconnected from the other, execpt through a small doorway. "You wont be seeing me again for a while. Students who refuse to learn are not to my liking. The great forrest awaits me. There I can be myself, and not have to stick to Melee. Not my style at all. MANIC!!" Suddenly, the mysterious Elf is no longer there, no turning, not smoke, no glowing, just gone.

Suddenly a voice out of nowhere shouts "Manner Pultrous Firram Lockup!!" and the bar is again spell locked as Madman had it before. </font>

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Dagorion looks at the place where the elf was just standing and silently says to himself "I though i was crazy, this elf thinks he can just shatter all our weapon and get away with it. When i get back to the palace ill show him!" looking now at Madman, Dagorion weighs his choises. "Ok, ill stop." Dagorion says as he drops the chair. Looking around he notices a Werewoulf is involved in the fight, he picks up a chair and begins to hit the beast.

"Allright, now that he's gone we can get back to some serious fighting!"

The muscular Half-Orc Bard glares around the room, looking for a victim.

seeing a vERY ! ugly werewolf on the rampage madman stepped in beating it to floor with his furious chair-shots

<font color="gold"> Lance opened his mouth wide and let out a shout, "Hey everyone! That B@$t@rd elf Broke all our weapons!!! Lets Seize the pitchforks and hunt him down!!!" Shouted Lance as he grabbed a pitchfork. "WHO IS WITH ME!!!!!!"...</font>

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The werewolf is very pissed and has two idiots hitting him with chairs. He calmly grabs onto Dagorion and throws him along a table, and then jumps up onto the bar.

<font color="lightblue">Larry woke up and looked around. A chair had just smashed into the walll beside him, with somebody's severed arm still attached to it. He had apparently fell asleep in the seat he was in. He stood up and stretched his tired muscles, then looked around for any action going on. The place was a mad-house. Everywhere he looked, Larry saw blood, gore, severed body parts, broken weapons, and many crazy people...trying to overcome his or her opponent. Shrugging his shoulder a bit at the decision to enter the melee, Larry ran to the middle of the bar floor. Grabbing the nearest person by his side, Larry pushed him into the wall, which left the man's blood oozing down it. Deciding not to bring out his weapons yet, he wanted to see how far he could go without them.. It was time to have a little fun and relaxation. </font>

"So you want a fist-fight, do you? Fine by me!"

Running towards Larry, J'aran clenches his fists. Upon arriving by the Modding Mage in Fighter-guise he quickly places two punches in his opponent's face and delivers a tremendous blow to the man's stomach.