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Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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Chimera brought him to his destination, but Autumn was further still so kept up his advance, shifting the mechanism of his weapon slightly as he ran. He began to jump and zigzag on occasion when he started to hear the noises of her movement. Visualizing their battlefield he recalled the positions of trees and pillars--obstacles and hiding places. He was a beast in the fog, his presence assuring violence, while his adversary was more like a hawk...waiting for an opportunity to strike from afar.

He grimaced, it was an imperfect analogy. No matter.

Estimating his distance from her and doing his best to triangulate her location he decided to make things easier for himself. He jumped and fired Chimera downwards, shooting him just above the cover of fog. The mechanism shifted again and he fired, a small burst of light appearing as he did so. The shot didn't rocket him away like the earlier one had, instead it merely pushed him away--and using his spatial awareness and memory--he sailed past a tree, catching it with a briefly clawed hand just a moment after a blast of flame struck the ground and cleared some of the fog.

Not the fog he was in, but his best estimate of where she'd been. On the ground where the bullet had struck there raged a flame and it was the heat of such that served to scatter the fog in a 15 meter radius around itself.

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Thanks!

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

@Katthaj nice post, but one thing. She has no way of knowing he has four bloodlines. It's clear he's a hybrid/mixed blood though. Mind editing that bit if it's not too much trouble ^^;

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Thought I'd add a third element to the interaction. Really enjoyed writing that tbh :)

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Mikeil Thae-Araste

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Geared up, he'd tested the weight of every piece of armor, every bit of weaponry--even though the weapons were his own, bought back. A strange place, this Champion's town, this arena. He cast his gaze across the largely empty expanse of buildings, his perch atop a building allowing him quite the view. Far off, but not out of reach, lay the arena that he craved to enter. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he cast his gaze elsewhere and found it falling upon two souls by the message boards, a man and a woman. He tilted his head.

They didn't look like the town's inhabitants, there was a different sort of presence about them. They were armed as well. Champions perhaps, travelers arrived in this place, thrill seekers perhaps? Though maybe...just maybe, they may have been true warriors. His gaze flicked down and across his immediate surroundings before it went to them once more. Casually he hopped from the rooftop, sailing down through the air. He caught the edge of a lower roof and swung, slowing his descent and adding forwards momentum all at once. Still too fast he let his wings spread his voluminous cloak open and gently caress the wind.

His feet lit upon the ground silently, barely a puff of dust being stirred by his arrival.

Remembering the path he folded his wings, wrapping them back around his person, before he walked calmly towards the small square where he'd seen the pair and the message board.

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A brief time later he rounded a corner and came in sight of his destination. Wonderful, they were still here. Approaching slowly he observed the two, gaze roving curiously over their forms and armaments.

Intriguing.

As the man exchanged words with the lady Mikeil passed them both by with a silent stride and pushed his awareness of them to the side. There was a new announcement on the board, words of the current champion. A warrior of draconic ancestry--at the very least--had come out on top.

Mikeil decided that he could not allow the man to remain there.

Of course, it wasn't personal.

He turned to the other two champions, ignoring the words of the male, "Will you two be competing as well?" There was a quiet curiosity weaved through his words, its like accompanied by a subtle amusement apparent only in the gentle amber light of his faintly glowing eyes.

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Woo, hope you enjoyed the read Rai!

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Mikeil Thae-Arasté

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Soul / Stamina
20 / 20

Appearance: Mikeil stands at 6’2 and weighs roughly 210 lbs with a well-muscled, but far from grotesque build hidden beneath his cloak. His cloak is rather unique and while it does not possess any unique boons it does open in four parts, allowing ease of movement in addition to it concealing his armor and armaments. His wings glow with a faint white-blue light and are almost always kept wrapped around his torso and beneath his arms, their like being thin enough so as not to impede his movement. Beneath his cloak and armor is protective, faintly scaled, flesh which reveals the reasoning behind his lack of heavier armor. His hookswords are held in a harness on his back crossed over one another with the handles near his waist while his chain weapon is wrapped in a circle and held firmly on the right side of his belt. Beyond this it is worth noting that his elbows possess armor-like spikes due to his tyro ancestry, while his white hair and pale flesh--upon close inspection--shimmers and burns faintly, his body lit with an inner fire.

Blood%: 100%.

40% Seraph

40%+: Large angelic wings allowing flight.
30%+: Small wings on the back to allow even swifter movements x2 speed.
20%+: Can see the souls of those before them.
10%+: Naturally lighter and a bit swifter.

40% Tyro

40%+: Resistant to normal fires. Fire breathe that reach up to 12 feet. Can sense the heat off of others up to 5 meters around you. 2 soul cost
30%+: Resistant to basic heats.
20%+: You are resistant to basic heats almost entirely.
10%+: You can resist the most basic of heats. Cooking doesn't burn you that often.

10% Sol

10%+: Resistance to bright lights.

10% Dragon

10%+: Scales that are scattered on the body that are fairly tough.

Items: 40 Gold.

30 gold

Leather Armor: A full set of leather armor with steel gauntlets. No helm.

20 gold

Senh & Drei: A pair of steel hook swords.

10 gold

Thrann: A long metal chain connected to two 10 lb weights.

Special abilities

Perhaps one day.

Background: Must about Mikeil’s past is unknown as he is rather tight lipped about it all, preferring not to give away his secrets. However, as he has spent more time in the Champion’s Town it has become apparent that he is a well trained combatant and--likely--a mixed breed if his strange features are anything to go by. As he carries himself with a sort of haughty superiority it stands to reason that wherever he may have come from valued the mixing of blood more than its purity. So it is that rumors circulate about the man without a past.

Of course, his name is something of a hint...now isn’t it.

After all, the Thae-Araste family is of a reasonably wealthy sort, though no one is quite sure why….

May update history in time.

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Mikeil Thae-Arasté

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Soul / Stamina
20 / 20

Appearance: Mikail stands at 6’2 and weighs roughly 210 lbs with a well muscled, but far from grotesque build hidden beneath his cloak. His cloak is rather unique and while it does not possess any unique boons it does open in four parts, allowing ease of movement in addition to it concealing his armor and armaments. His wings glow with a faint white-blue light and are almost always kept wrapped around his torso and beneath his arms, their like being thin enough so as not to impede his movement. Beneath his cloak and armor is protective, faintly scaled, flesh which reveals the reasoning behind his lack of heavier armor. His hookswords are held in a harness on his back crossed over one another with the handles near his waist while his chain weapon is wrapped in a circle and held firmly on the right side of his belt. Beyond this it is worth noting that his elbows possess armor-like spikes due to his tyro ancestry, while his white hair and pale flesh--upon close inspection--shimmers and burns faintly, his body lit with an inner fire.

Blood%: 100%.

40% Seraph

40%+: Large angelic wings allowing flight.
30%+: Small wings on the back to allow even swifter movements x2 speed.
20%+: Can see the souls of those before them.
10%+: Naturally lighter and a bit swifter.

40% Tyro

40%+: Resistant to normal fires. Fire breathe that reach up to 12 feet. Can sense the heat off of others up to 5 meters around you. 2 soul cost
30%+: Resistant to basic heats.
20%+: You are resistant to basic heats almost entirely.
10%+: You can resist the most basic of heats. Cooking doesn't burn you that often.

10% Sol

10%+: Resistance to bright lights.

10% Dragon

10%+: Scales that are scattered on the body that are fairly tough.

Items: 40 Gold.

30 gold

Leather Armor: A full set of leather armor with steel gauntlets. No helm.

20 gold

Senh & Drei: A pair of steel hook swords.

10 gold

Thrann: A long metal chain connected two 10 lb weights.

Special abilities

Perhaps one day.

Background: Must about Mikeil’s past is unknown as he is rather tight lipped about it all, preferring not to give away his secrets. However, as he has spent more time in the Champion’s Town it has become apparent that he is a well trained combatant and--likely--a mixed breed if his strange features are anything to go by. As he carries himself with a sort of haughty superiority it stands to reason that wherever he may have come from valued the mixing of blood more than its purity. So it is that rumors circulate about the man without a past.

Of course, his name is something of a hint...now isn’t it.

After all, the Thae-Araste family is of a reasonably wealthy sort, though no one is quite sure why….

May update history in time.

Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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Sound. It was key now that he'd made his move, obscuring much of the battlefield. Fortunately, his adversary decided to make sound.

He smiled and as soon as he heard it--the soft contact of footsteps on ice--he lept forwards and into a side crossing 1 meter of the total distance between them. As he landed he swung Chimera. Pressure and the faintest of clicks signaled the weapon's rapid expansion to its full length midswing, its blade parallel with the ground. In a blur the blade struck the base of the tree and cleave almost halfway through its width. He reeled in the weapon, or rather...it reeled him in, pulling him forwards with tremendous force. It was time for this to really begin.

Little did Noir know, that all this had occurred before his adversary had jumped from the top of her new perch. Though as he came within visible range of the tree--roughly 2.5 meters--he would note the spike of ice in the tree.

Things were about to get interesting.

Yoshua's Character Storage Mark VII

Mikeil Thae-Araste

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Soul / Stamina
20 / 20

Appearance: Mikail stands at 6’2 and weighs roughly 210 lbs with a well muscled, but far from grotesque build hidden beneath his cloak. His cloak is rather unique and while it does not possess any unique boons it does open in four parts, allowing ease of movement in addition to it concealing his armor and armaments. His wings glow with a faint white-blue light and are almost always kept wrapped around his torso and beneath his arms, their like being thin enough so as not to impede his movement. Beneath his cloak and armor is protective, faintly scaled, flesh which reveals the reasoning behind his lack of heavier armor. His hookswords are held in a harness on his back crossed over one another with the handles near his waist while his chain weapon

Blood%: 100%.

40% Seraph

40%+: Large angelic wings allowing flight.
30%+: Small wings on the back to allow even swifter movements x2 speed.
20%+: Can see the souls of those before them.
10%+: Naturally lighter and a bit swifter.

40% Tyro

40%+: Resistant to normal fires. Fire breathe that reach up to 12 feet. Can sense the heat off of others up to 5 meters around you. 2 soul cost
30%+: Resistant to basic heats.
20%+: You are resistant to basic heats almost entirely.
10%+: You can resist the most basic of heats. Cooking doesn't burn you that often.

10% Sol

10%+: Resistance to bright lights.

10% Dragon

10%+: Scales that are scattered on the body that are fairly tough.

Items: 40 Gold.

30 gold

Leather Armor: A full set of leather armor with steel gauntlets. No helm.

20 gold

Senh & Drei: A pair of steel hook swords.

10 gold

Thrann: A long metal chain connected two 10 lb weights.

Special abilities

Perhaps one day.

Background: Must about Mikeil’s past is unknown as he is rather tight lipped about it all, preferring not to give away his secrets. However, as he has spent more time in the Champion’s Town it has become apparent that he is a well trained combatant and--likely--a mixed breed if his strange features are anything to go by. As he carries himself with a sort of haughty superiority it stands to reason that wherever he may have come from valued the mixing of blood more than its purity. So it is that rumors circulate about the man without a past.

Of course, his name is something of a hint...now isn’t it.

After all, the Thae-Araste family is of a reasonably wealthy sort, though no one is quite sure why….

May update history in time.