Helping Hands | Gaucho v Sialia

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Helping Hands | Gaucho v Sialia

Ascended Helovian

Gaucho The Wildfire Posts: 1,004

Deceased atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17.2 :: 12 HP: 85 | Buff: PINNACLE

Mara :: Black Mamba Snake :: Paralyze & Vorsa :: Plain Zephyr :: Phoenix Odd

04-18-2015, 06:29 PM

Gaucho had realized something ... he had offered to both Ophelia and Kaj that their warriors should spar with each other, and yet he had never taken any one up on the offer. Was it because he was too busy? No ... Gaucho always found time in his schedule for training. Perhaps it was simply a sort of hubris on his part. So many of his warriors complained that they wanted a chance of victory, that they shied away from seeking him out in the ring. Perhaps it had gone to his head, and he started to overlook those who would challenge him.

Had his ego prevented him from seeing the bravest among his warriors? The thought was troubling. And so, as word reached him that one of Ophelia's fighters would take him on, he had more than enthusiastically obliged.

Gaucho had decided to give her the home court advantage: fighting just outside of the Basin. He had found a relatively smooth grove within a ring of trees that he thought would do nicely. Although not all of the ground was covered with ice or snow, certainly it was much firmer than the soil was farther south. It wasn't so much that he thought she would need the advantage, but more that he wanted the disadvantage. Gaucho had sparred in a cave of ice before - with Sno - and perhaps a few other times as well. Although certainly his expertise lay in the bloody sands of his home, and the more fertile ground of the south. While his fire might prove helpful in these colder lands, the terrain would be more of a challenge.

A challenge that he was more than looking forward to.

And so, in the middle of the day as agreed, the Wildfire stood alone in the grove of trees. His dark stare scanned the tree line, searching out his opponent. He knew only that she was a unicorn, and little more. Was she late perhaps? No ... Gaucho doubted it. More than likely, she was merely waiting to try and catch him off guard.

A clear sky above bathed the clearing in a dull light, as a gentle wind blew. A shiver caused Gaucho to re-align a few feathers, as he noted how the wind held more of a bite and a different scent than the one that so often blew in from the ocean back home. Small differences make all the difference, he thought with a wry smile. In his antlers Mara hissed gently, her onyx gaze scanning behind him to try and discern movement that her bonded might have missed. Still fairly naive, Vorsa fluttered a few feet away, entirely unimpressed by the lack of sand with which to build a sandcastle. The young phoenix trilled her displeasure to the two, before landing in a pile of snow and almost melting it completely.

For @[Sialia]! Teaching spar. Feel free to just attack him :)

Setting: Just outside of the Basin in a grove of trees. The ground is relatively flat, although there is some snow and ice. It's midday and the sky is clear, and there is a light breeze.

WC: 475
Attack:0/3