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'You ok there buddy?'

 "Oh me, yeah, I'm dandy!!" He immediately sounds real happy. "I just cut diced up like some onions, but it's all good." 

'Oof. Want a drink?' He offers him some champagne

"SuuUUure!" He dumps it all into a hole in the side of his head. "Yum. Thanks man!" 

'Not a problem! Nice to meet a fellow appreciator of fine drink!'

The half orc is sitting in the stands, watching people train

Lonely is looking for someone to fight.

Rowen is still hanging out in the stands. She’s not a fighter, but she does watch the fights and cheer for the fighters.

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Rowen is still hanging out in the stands. She’s not a fighter, but she does watch the fights and cheer for the fighters.

 “Hello!” Lonely appears from their shadow.

Rowen waves to them. “Hi! I’m Rowen. Nice to meet you.”

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Rowen waves to them. “Hi! I’m Rowen. Nice to meet you.”

 “‘I’m lonely!”

*hey i know im possibly extremely late to this but mind if i join? i have the perfect idea for a character and would like to somewhat test him out here, although please not i don't have much time today and after i log off i'll be gone for about a week*

*Sure, welcome! I'll try to fight you when you return, or if not I'm sure someone else will*

*thanks!*

A silver dragonborn walks into the stadium, he's around 6'2, most of his body is hidden by a dark cloak emmiting a threatening aura, he whispers to himself: "nomeno nishka qe halkivir" (translation for non-draconic speakers: this shall be interesting)

He's weilding a pitch black greatsword that appears to be heavily scuffed, you can't tell if he has anything else with him

he then shouts out, obviously in common

"is anyone here brave enough to satisfy my thirst for combat?!, or are you all here to waste my time?"

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he then shouts out, obviously in common

"is anyone here brave enough to satisfy my thirst for combat?!, or are you all here to waste my time?"

 *goofy smile* 

A round figure steps out of the shadows, the brim of their hat covering their face. "How 'bout we place bet? You win, you get my cigarette lighter. I win, well, I get your sword." Then he looks up, a black and white face revealing calculating eyes that twinkle with pleasure. "Do we have a deal?" 

*An act of violence seems to be in order*

he hesitates, before replying

"how sure are you about wanting this sword? there's only two known people capabl of weilding this sword, including me."

he pauses before speaking again, "but if you don't value your capability to live, then i suppose it's a deal"

A soft chuckle can be heard. "Oh, I don't intend on wielding it, trust me." He claps happily when his opponent agrees to the deal. "Let's begin then!" 

He whips out a glock, firing twice, then lobs a frag grenade. 

Attack 1: 3 power

Attack 2: 3 power 

Attack 3: 4 power 

(that's everything right?) 

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he blocks the bullets with the flat of the blade, shouting, "origato mitne qe sia sheild!", a sheild of pure light blocking the explosion

"your feeble 'tech' will be nothing compared to what i can do!"

he tightens his grasp on his greatsword, swinging it at the panda putting all of his power into this one attack

10 power

(note; if hit and your character is capable of using magic, they feel a part of it sucked out of them)