At some point in your drug-laden history, you had an epiphany. You can't just grouch around and expect to get what you want. Well, you can (and you have been) but you realized that it hasn't been getting you anywhere and you need to do something different. What it is that you need to do different has been a serious source of confusion to you. You're obviously well versed in battle, you're obviously strong, you've obviously got the ability to command others. You doubt that anyone is under any delusions that you'd be a benevolent general, but you would be effective and that is all that matters. So why is that, despite all of your many fine qualities, that nobody will pay attention to you?

At least, despite the fact that you're being ignored, you've got something else to keep you occupied for now. You've got to convince the Golden Asshole that you're trustworthy enough to go spy on the Blood Empress and her crew of crazies. Now, you're not good at much and you're definitely not as good at twirling others around your fingers as the Phantom Seeker, but you are good at fighting. Normally, you'd go out and smash something to pieces in an attempt to clear your mind and figure out what you're supposed to do but then...

Somewhere through the drugs, the haze, the murky fog that clouds your brain, you realize something. Perhaps you can kill two birds with one stone. You can fight and prove your worthiness. It could even prove that you're trustworthy! You'll have to avoid utterly destroying your opponent, of course, but... it is a small price to pay in order to have a chance to clear your mind with a spar while also showing the Golden Asshole what you are capable of. Yes... that will do just nicely. Grumbling in annoyance as you crash into a tree, you decide that fighting in this sparsely forested area seems like a good enough idea. You're not particularly agile, but what the hell... you never get better if you only fight where you're comfortable.

Calling out to the Falls herd, you begin to trot around in a mildly wobbling pattern in order to warm up your muscles. Which of the idiots will respond is not your concern. You're more than certain you can beat every single one of them.

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OOC| Early summer, late afternoon, warm weather but in a cool area due to shade. A copse of trees that are reasonably spread out but not far enough to allow more than one or two canter strides without dodging. OOC teaching spar.