Fight Type: BATTLE
Prize: Nothing besides your standard exp/signos rewards
Contact Made: Yes
Character #1: @Raymond
Bonded: No
Magic: No
Armor: No
Weapons: No
Stats: 10 EXP | 8 HP | 12 ATK
Character #2: @Pavetta
Bonded: No
Magic: No
Armor: No
Weapons: No
Stats: 10 EXP | 7 HP | 13 ATK
Prize: Nothing besides your standard exp/signos rewards
Contact Made: Yes
Character #1: @Raymond
Bonded: No
Magic: No
Armor: No
Weapons: No
Stats: 10 EXP | 8 HP | 12 ATK
Character #2: @Pavetta
Bonded: No
Magic: No
Armor: No
Weapons: No
Stats: 10 EXP | 7 HP | 13 ATK
Raymond.
and at his feet they'll cast their golden crown
when the man comes around
It was two days' walk from the Dawn Court festival grounds to the steppes. Pavetta must have had time to sober up, but the red stallion had a hunch that even a 1-year sobriety chip would not have been sufficient to sway her decision. He wasn't worried about hurting her - if he'd ever had any misplaced notions of chauvinistic false chivalry, they had long since crumbled under Calliope's tempestuous gaze - but he wasn't quite ready to be accused of assault yet either.
Raymond chose an arena that would be as fair as possible for both of them. The ground was level and as clear of debris as one could reasonably hope, and they had arrived on the battlefiled sometime around mid-morning with the sun already well-advanced in a bright, cloudless sky. Summer was nearing its end, a fact felt more than seen as a vigorous breeze blew in from the east. The cool comfort of the late-summer morning promised dry heat later - but this would not take so long as that.
The red stallion stood now with his back to the wind, sunlight casting a bright coppery sheen across his hide. He had already limbered up for the fight and his bruised chest from the clash with Asterion had long since healed, leaving him hale and healthy for another bout.
Tipping his head towards the grey-striped mare, he called out, "Are you certain of this?"
His voice rang of steely confidence and a stormy sort of calm.
Raymond chose an arena that would be as fair as possible for both of them. The ground was level and as clear of debris as one could reasonably hope, and they had arrived on the battlefiled sometime around mid-morning with the sun already well-advanced in a bright, cloudless sky. Summer was nearing its end, a fact felt more than seen as a vigorous breeze blew in from the east. The cool comfort of the late-summer morning promised dry heat later - but this would not take so long as that.
The red stallion stood now with his back to the wind, sunlight casting a bright coppery sheen across his hide. He had already limbered up for the fight and his bruised chest from the clash with Asterion had long since healed, leaving him hale and healthy for another bout.
Tipping his head towards the grey-striped mare, he called out, "Are you certain of this?"
His voice rang of steely confidence and a stormy sort of calm.
Summary: It's a cool mid-morning with a strong breeze from the east (not like gusty/windy levels of strong), with clear skies overhead. The battlefield is relatively level and free of obstacles to the benefit of both characters involved. Raymond is standing facing west with the wind at his back, warmed up and ready for shenanigans, and hails Pavetta before the battle begins.
Attack Used: 0
Attack(s) Left: 2
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: None
Response Deadline: 06/05/2018
Tags: @Pavetta, @kay, @Sid, @inkbone, @Lauren, @Sparrow
Attack Used: 0
Attack(s) Left: 2
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: None
Response Deadline: 06/05/2018
Tags: @Pavetta, @
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