ORIGIN

My, this boar was infuriating. His tail would swish across the ground, stirring up whatever dust Gemini might be host to. "It certainly served you well this fight." He said, making it clear this was the exception, not the rule.

He'd huff, getting to his feet and giving his mane a couple rough licks. The fight left him sore, but no real damage had been done. The same couldn't really be said for his ego, however. "It surely was.. something." He'd reply, you only one because I let you. His glare said, though it was clear that wasn't true. "You beat me, I'll give you that. That altar of yours must really have some sort of power."


@Edric (Exit next round? unless you wanna spree to 30 posts for maximum stonks)

Character: Edric Age: +12 (12 Cycles) Magic Level: +3 (Brawler) ROUND 1 Attempt: +12 Penalties: -0 ROUND 2 Attempt: +13 Penalties: -0 ROUND 3 Attempt: +20 Penalties: -0 ROUND 4 Attempt: +15 Penalties: -0 ROUND 5 Attempt: +20 Penalties: -0 Total: 95

Character: Melinoe Age: +7 (7 Cycles) Magic Level: +1 (Fledgling) ROUND 1 Attempt: +3 Penalties: -0 ROUND 2 Attempt: +8 Penalties: -0 ROUND 3 Attempt: +20 Penalties: -0 ROUND 4 Attempt: +13 Penalties: -0 ROUND 5 Attempt: +1 (oof...) Penalties: -0 Total: 53

WINNER: Edric

@Edric @Melinoe

Edric preened, and tried not to let a grimace slip through when Melinoe put an emphasis on 'this fight'. All right, so maybe it would've been nice to know another trick when he'd been fighting Enoki. But he'd just beat a lion in a fight! A spar. Whatever. That was much more impressive than beating some weird koalyena.

It surely was something. "It was," Edric agreed, basking in the glory of his victory. "And the altar does. Of course, part of it is my own awesomeness. Maybe I would have just slightly beaten you without the altar, instead of totally crushing you, HAHAHA!"

Of course, slightly beating a lion was no small victory either, which was why Edric was willing to admit it in the first place. "Aight, want to see where it is? Follow me."

@Melinoe exit!

This 'Edric' is so self-absorbed. He thought, pointedly ignoring the fact he was much the same. It was all he could do to not start another fight, this one with extra bloodshed. But he was sore, and he still didn't know where this oh so powerful altar actually was.

He'd narrow his eyes at the boar's continued gloating, fur prickling. He remained silent, not trusting himself to not say something provoking with how anger seemed to seep into the very fiber of his being.

As much as he wanted to stalk off, to groom his fur and wounded pride, he did want to know where this alter was in the first place. "Alright then. Lead the way. Still sulking, he'd follow the boar to wherever this Altar may be hidden. Hopefully, with that sort of power, any future fights would be easy victories.

@Edric (vis) Exit!