I had the question when I read the stipulations
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A common misconception is that characters just fight. A majority of arena characters are well thought out with histories. We use the fighting to further the character story, make enemies and allies, and generally try to create a cohesive multiversal setting that allows for the unique characters and their races.
I had a feeling that this venture would turn out this way. Ah well.
Anyone up for a ranked high tier match?
The problem is that many people, excluding some of the newest combatants, tend to favor moderately powered characters rather than powered characters. That is not saying you won't find someone to meet your challenge, it will be a bit more difficult is all.
Kolskegg sat apart from the remaining warband. The haunch of meat lay in a wooden trencher, a flask of the sweetest mead poured with delicate care into the finest goblet he had managed to find. Feet dangling from the cliff, watching the roll and majesty of the sea below, the Gothi savored the lamb.
“All-Father, tell me why have you deemed me come with these raiders? Have I not earned my peace already?”
Taking another savory bite, he exhaled softly, he never expected an answer. Odin, the Gray Wanderer, the One-Eyed, the All-Father rarely answered anyone. Whatever his reason for being here must become evident soon enough, he was growing weary of those he raided with. Raising his eyes from the sea towards the far distant lands, a restlessness stirred in him again. There was more to life than raid and plunder.
After a long moment in quiet solitude, he stood, tossing the bone towards the large hound that had followed him.
“Alright then, since you deem my question beneath you. I swear One-Eye, I shall not follow these raiders another step unless ye kin me an answer to my question.” Kolskegg shouted towards the sky, he had sworn an oath to Odin and he meant to keep it. Not a step further on the raiders trail would he venture until he had his answer.
Hefting his shield, Kolskegg gaped, for the briefest moment he thought he saw two large ravens fly away from the ruins of the castle. Securing his sword and his pouch upon his belt he scowled briefly in contemplation.
“Huginn! Muninn!” he shouted as he ran towards the castle, “Bah, I spied ye, have you come as a warning or to provide the answer I asked?” His voiced carried, deep and rich with a hint of mirth as he crossed the high grasslands to reach the ruins. Behind him, the large hound loped lazily, the bone lolling in his maw.
“All-Father, tell me why have you deemed me come with these raiders? Have I not earned my peace already?”
Taking another savory bite, he exhaled softly, he never expected an answer. Odin, the Gray Wanderer, the One-Eyed, the All-Father rarely answered anyone. Whatever his reason for being here must become evident soon enough, he was growing weary of those he raided with. Raising his eyes from the sea towards the far distant lands, a restlessness stirred in him again. There was more to life than raid and plunder.
After a long moment in quiet solitude, he stood, tossing the bone towards the large hound that had followed him.
“Alright then, since you deem my question beneath you. I swear One-Eye, I shall not follow these raiders another step unless ye kin me an answer to my question.” Kolskegg shouted towards the sky, he had sworn an oath to Odin and he meant to keep it. Not a step further on the raiders trail would he venture until he had his answer.
Hefting his shield, Kolskegg gaped, for the briefest moment he thought he saw two large ravens fly away from the ruins of the castle. Securing his sword and his pouch upon his belt he scowled briefly in contemplation.
“Huginn! Muninn!” he shouted as he ran towards the castle, “Bah, I spied ye, have you come as a warning or to provide the answer I asked?” His voiced carried, deep and rich with a hint of mirth as he crossed the high grasslands to reach the ruins. Behind him, the large hound loped lazily, the bone lolling in his maw.
Posting when we get back from peditrician visit.
Well I suppose we tap Khan a few times, if no post by Tuesday I guess we can discuss allowing the finishing move then move on with Vordy. I figured this would happen.
Beat him with your hands. Just get close and pummel him without mercy.
I think Fallen will bet her first Arena win . . . against Rilla.
Hmm . . . So who is good enough to take down the mighty Melon? I had though maybe LeeRoy, or Khan would be good candidates. I know Rilla is supposed to be a bad man . . . Melon has a 7-0 win streak.
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