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Azriel · 11-01-2024, 09:13 PM

I am the righteous hand of God

The bulky demigod was moving about a lot lately. His duty to the Morningstar family and then to Atreyu being his primary driving force. Yes he had pledged to Judila, but to him it was Atreyu and any blood of her blood that held his loyalty. A call went up for him and he smirked. It seemed Alaric wanted battle against the war hardened youth. Good a good way to test them both. To ensure they both were ready for any storm to come.

He moved with massive paws giving his position away so the older veteran wouldn't be surprised by him. His quills clicking as he shook them out. Then they were lifting as he tensed the muscles and he lowered his head to stalk into view of alaric. Neither were men of many words from what he gathered but he did dip his head to Alaric. He had beat the veteran once before, but that didn't matter now. A friendly spar. No dogs, no weapons except the natural ones they had been gifted with by the gods, or in his case by his father. "You first Alaric." his eyes narrowed as he set his stance and defenses to wait.

Walk, "Talk", Think

And I am the devil that you forgot

_{Art and code by Asena; lines by Srynix}

Azriel vs Alaric for Spar
Round 0/x
Age: over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Mutation 1: Quills - Defensive
Mutation 2: Elongated canines - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Intellectual
Specialty:

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