[h1][center][color=gray]Moros Vorsickle[/color][/center][/h1]
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Farrah Gilden? The name wasn't familiar on first glance and that was all the effort Moros was really willing to put into it. At least with shields active and a time limit this shouldn't be too long or painful. With his harp carefully put away safely Moros stepped onto the his designated ring. Not very many other knights had arrived yet. Ah well, that was fine with him. His opponent should be around here... Somewhere? Well either they would show up or they didn't. Moros sat on the ground, Lefay next to him imitating his movements, and waited. Lefay usually hated waiting but she was alright with it as long as there was a pay off. In this case being very creepy and somewhat unsettling as she both looked and acted perfectly in synch with Moros. Better than any other shapeshifter could pull off due to their link.