Hahahaha AGAIN
Ely
As the young lad walked the open expanse, his scarlet fur shimmered under the gentle caress of the sun's rays. Redrum's heart thrummed with anticipation, a surge of excitement coursing through his veins. The very air crackled with tension(or so he thought), while the ground below his paws seemed to urge him forward.
Eager to leave his own mark on the land, Redrum pressed forward with determination. Each stride fueled by a surge of adrenaline, his senses heightened in readiness for the impending contest. Through combat, he sought to reclaim the confidence shattered.
Upon reaching the battlefield, Redrum's gaze swept across the terrain, determination flickering in his golden eyes. With a confident roll of his shoulders, he issued a resounding challenge into the air, inviting any who answered to a spar.
Redrum speaks in third person, known as illeism.
He deals with neurological issues from head trauma,
Causing disruptions in speech and movement,
Making him appear twitchy, with uncontrollable tics affecting every muscle.
Assume he isn't wearing his skull mask unless specified.
Elysia’s faith in her own battle prowess had been shaken since she first arrived here. She’d lost every fight she’d participated in so far. And it was hard to shake the dark cloud that loomed over her head because of it. Tensions were high in the syndicate. And she knew sooner or later sephrian would wish to lay claim to a territory. And that meant she needed her confidence back.
So when the call came, she followed it like a beacon to her hopeful saving grace. She needed to win. As paws carried her towards the challenger, purple and blue eyes scanned the terrain for any unexpected challengers other than herself.
Rolling her shoulders back, her head held high she pushed closer to the red frame she assumed had let out the summons. He almost reminded her of Aresenn with his red furs. Unique. She noted his size. He was larger than her but he seemed to be younger than her.
This would either bring her victory or an even worse shame. “I’m here to accept your challenge” she called out. Her voice was cool and calm as her eyes studied him more.
Redrum stood tall as the stranger approached, sizing up the monochromatic woman openly. His eyes, a fiery gold, locked onto her own as she accepted his challenge. With a confident puff of his chest, Redrum nodded in acknowledgment. His muscles tensed with anticipation, eager for the thrill of battle. "Welcome." He replied, his voice carrying the hint of a growl, a youthful tinge of excitement rather than true aggression.
He began to circle her, assessing her stance and demeanor with interest. “Redrum.” He greeted himself, a flash of a grin on his face. Best not to speak too much or his impediment would destroy the intelligibility. Just as soon as he finished speaking, Redrum's tail lashed eagerly behind him, limbs setting into a defensive stance. He awaited her own response for a moment, before he lunged without warning. The vermillion boy aimed to crash his shoulder into her own, trying to take advantage of his larger size. In the same motion he snapped his jaws, trying to make purchases wherever he could – hopefully her scruff.
Redrum vs Elysia for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Merlin Falcon, Female - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty:
Redrum speaks in third person, known as illeism.
He deals with neurological issues from head trauma,
Causing disruptions in speech and movement,
Making him appear twitchy, with uncontrollable tics affecting every muscle.
Assume he isn't wearing his skull mask unless specified.
The dance began as he circled her. Unphased by it she let him, her eyes trailing him, her ears swiveling atop her skull as he walked in her blind spots. He offered her his name. Redrum. It suited him with furs of red. She decided to return the gesture. “Elysia” she offered only her first name.
She watched his tail move with excitement and then he began to move into a defensive stance. Elysia made no direct movements to indicate that she was on the defensive, instead she let her body naturally tense like could locking into place. She was smaller so if she was ready to move she could get the upper hand here.
Elysia felt his body slam into hers before she could jump out of the way, gritting her teeth she pushed back while aiming a snapping of jaws at his face in an attempt to distract him while she moved to trip him.
Ely vs RedRum for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked Collar
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Back Armor
Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Expert Fighter
Specialty:
The woman’s name was Elysia, and to that Redrum wondered if they would ever meet again. He had met Star again, and the pale girl too – but who really knew. She made no movements when he circled her, made no show of being alert to the danger he posed (a little bit of a bummer). She was older though, so maybe she had the experience to turn the tides in her favor, regardless of the physical differences..
When he struck, he struck hard. She met his attack headfirst, teeth snapping at his face, a sharp sting from a fang catching his nose which forced the boy to change his initial target. His limbs tangled with her own as she sought to trip him, so the boy chose to rear back in an attempt to thrust his fores forward over her shoulders and get his face out of her reach.
Redrum vs Elysia for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Merlin Falcon, Female - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty:
Redrum speaks in third person, known as illeism.
He deals with neurological issues from head trauma,
Causing disruptions in speech and movement,
Making him appear twitchy, with uncontrollable tics affecting every muscle.
Assume he isn't wearing his skull mask unless specified.
Elysia felt her teeth tear into flesh but she didn’t have time to consider where her teeth had struck. Because as soon as the delicious Taste of coppery blood hit her tongue the boy was rearing up. God he was basically the size of a damn horse. She narrowed her eyes as his forelegs slammed atop her shoulders.
The delicate flesh of his face were successfully pulled out of her reach. But his paws… that was another story. Reacting quickly she whipped her head for the limb that dangled across her frame. Aiming to bite into his paw or leg. Whatever she could sink her teeth into.
Ely vs RedRum for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked Collar
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Back Armor
Skills: Advanced Intellectual & Expert Fighter
Specialty:
REDRUM | ELYSIA must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: ELYSIA: Attack Roll: 48 Defense Roll: 48 Agility Roll: 96 Perception Roll: 47 Total: 239 Attack[48] + 20% Bonus[9.60]: 57.60 Defense[48] + 10% Bonus[4.80]: 52.80 Agility[96] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 96.00 Perception[47] + 15% Bonus[7.05]: 54.05 Total[260.45] + 20% Bonus[52.09]: 312.54 REDRUM: Attack Roll: 96 Defense Roll: 71 Agility Roll: 83 Perception Roll: 48 Total: 298 Attack[96] + 20% Bonus[19.20]: 115.20 Defense[71] + 10% Bonus[7.10]: 78.10 Agility[83] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 83.00 Perception[48] + 20% Bonus[9.60]: 57.60 Total[333.90] + 5% Bonus[16.70]: 350.60 |
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