((Same as last time. Square cement ring surrounded by grass))
Verdo Muri, king of the Yokei kingdom in A.P. 831. Master of his family's sacred art of plant control, the greatest warrior in his bloodline since Liam The Fire Eyed, and Jeshias Of The Light. Time had distorted and taken this figure of nobility back to the time of his ancestors, dragging him to another world and placing him with Jeshias himself in a life or death tournament. The hulking warrior stepped into the ring where his battle was to take place. It was a preliminary round, and so killing was prohibited. He opened his right palm and stuck it to his side. His arm shone as energy pulsed within it, soon a 10 pound, english style, straight edged cavalry sword appeared in his hand.
"My sword, the true hand of death." He spoke of the nickname his adversaries had given him in the wars for Teritia. They called him "Death's hand" for the slaughters he led, the one sided battles he took place in as the small forces of Teritia and Ixon combined fell to the might of the Royal Yokei army. Verdo's own estimated kill count ranked near 200 in a war that lasted only eight months. His allies reffered to him as the "Astral savior" as many battles were saved by his select group of soldiers, the white beast brigade. "Where is my opponent?" He asked with a gruff, war tested, and weathered voice that was unfitting of one his age*.
*Verdo is 22 in this
well..........that wasn't very eventfull...I give sean a 10 for intimidation and i give jay a 9 for knowing when to run
Jay:
I cannot believe you did that. You could have at least tried so you could get some points, but thanks to that useless act of yours, you get:
0 pts.
Sean: Nice intro post, you really used some nice details. You definetly proved Verdo was a well thought character.
9 pts.