Fight Type: BATTLE
Prize: 50 signos for participation
Contact Made: yes
Character #1: @El Toro
Bonded: Hajduk, an enchanted lion. Paws can become extremely hot or cold.
Magic: n/a
Armor: n/a
Weapons: n/a
Current Health: 7
Current Attack: 13
Current Experience: 18
Character #2: @Amaunet
Bonded: n/a
Magic: chaos magic
Armor: n/a
Weapons: n/a
Current Health: 8
Current Attack: 12
Current Experience: 18
Prize: 50 signos for participation
Contact Made: yes
Character #1: @El Toro
Bonded: Hajduk, an enchanted lion. Paws can become extremely hot or cold.
Magic: n/a
Armor: n/a
Weapons: n/a
Current Health: 7
Current Attack: 13
Current Experience: 18
Character #2: @Amaunet
Bonded: n/a
Magic: chaos magic
Armor: n/a
Weapons: n/a
Current Health: 8
Current Attack: 12
Current Experience: 18
el toro
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we were the ploughman and the ploughed, our eyes were red and blind.
When Toro arrives at the arena, he looks like a dead man risen.
Not dead by some opponent’s hand, no, but he wears the canyon-red sand like a skin and old, dry blood crusts his legs and chest like child-high war paint. Hajduk prowls beside him, still snow-white, like he instead is champion.
El Toro is a hungry man with blood-red vision. His men got no answers when he passed through the fighter's entrance, and no healer was permitted to touch him. Whispers precede him.
He is possessing of only a single-minded mission.
The white bull does not enter the colosseum at a canter, looping around to the whoops and hollers of his people. He walks into the center, and he waits.
”El Toro, our very own Champion of Battle…”
She arrives.
”And Amaunet, a demon of the underground...”
Gods, does she look like it.
She would be beautiful - no - he would be allowed to think her beautiful had she not looked as though she was out to castrate him. He’d heard her name before, whispered among his soldiers when they thought he wasn’t listening to their gossip. She was a demon. Perhaps she always looked like one.
The white bull nods to her, should she stand before him. Hajduk’s tail whips to and fro beside him. Toro cannot deny the thrill that dances up his spine; perhaps he cannot sever the horns from another bull’s head, but he most certainly can pull the wings from a fly.
Summary: El Toro and Hajduk arrive at the arena. Toro is still a little bloody and sandy from his run-in with Rey. Hajduk is unmarred and clean. They walk to the center of the arena and Toro nods to Amaunet, if she's in front of him.
Attack Used: 0
Attack(s) Left: 2
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: -
Response Deadline: July 17th
Tags: @Amaunet, @Sid, @inkbone, @nestle, @aimless, @layla
Attack Used: 0
Attack(s) Left: 2
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: -
Response Deadline: July 17th
Tags: @Amaunet, @Sid, @inkbone, @nestle, @
