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Stat Counter
Lion vs. Lion
Thrain
HP: 30 +4 (for Soldier rank)
Hit: 2, 3, 5, 6, 8 and 11
Miss: 1, 7 and 10
Critical Hit: 4, 9 and 12
Kito
HP: 30
Hit: 2, 3, 5, 6, 8 and 11
Miss: 1, 7 and 10
Critical Hit: 4, 9 and 12
Thrain
HP: 30 +4 (for Soldier rank)
Hit: 2, 3, 5, 6, 8 and 11
Miss: 1, 7 and 10
Critical Hit: 4, 9 and 12
Kito
HP: 30
Hit: 2, 3, 5, 6, 8 and 11
Miss: 1, 7 and 10
Critical Hit: 4, 9 and 12
The sky was overcast. It smelled of rain. The sun was still in the sky, illuminating the clouds above with only a slight light, enough so the Duke could see where he was going without any trouble. Everyone seemed to be slightly down, depressed. Maybe it was the clouds, the chill that was still in the air or maybe it was something else. Whatever the reasoning, Kito was out and about and seemed to be almost unaffected by the gloomy weather.
Duke Shan had heard many things about this mysterious lion who had joined his family's house several moon cycles ago. He was curious. His hunters, servants and guards all whispered of how he killed a dragon, saved a princess and won himself a new rank. There were also much more sinister rumors of this lion's treachery and that he was nothing but bad luck for the pride, that he planned the whole in a bid for glory and fame in the North, nay, the entire pride.
Of course he had been taught manners as a cub, but he had also been trained by the finest tutors the North had to offer. The grey-blue lion strode through the brush of the North, asking those he saw where this mysterious lion could be found. Most insisted that he was still in the West, licking his wounds, but one simple old lioness had the information he was looking for.
"Oh, my duke! The lion you're looking for is resting still, but I have seen him already tend to his duties to the pride. You'll find him down those slopes." Her head tossed in the direction to her right. "He seems...pre-occupied, like he's waiting or looking for something." She had kept voice hushed while she spoke, for some reason that Kito just couldn't understand. Still, he thanked her, giving a short bow of his head before heading to the left.
She returned the bow and watched him leave. If he had looked back, he would have seen the corners of her mouth pull back to give her a smirk before she disappeared into the brush.
Travelling down the path, he finally spotted a tan form resting under a single tree that was surrounded by brush on three sides. A wide grin spread on his face. That had to be him. The scars matched what he had heard through rumors and the colors did too!
"Ah, there you are!"
Thrain's head jerked up as his head spun around to see who was talking with him. "Who are..." The lion standing behind him was fairly...regular. He was so used to seeing larger, fatter, taller, skinnier and smaller that seeing someone who could really only be described as regular seemed odd. Still, his colors were familiar. Golden eyes trailed over the steel-blue pelt and landed on the bracelet marking around his paw.
"My duke, forgive me. I did not recognize you." He quickly spoke, raising from his laying position under one of the scarce trees.
"Hahah, did not reconize me? Am I wearing a disguise? Did I turn into a beautiful lioness? Your apology is unneeded, Tie Shi. I have heard much of you and I would like to test you myself, that is if you are well enough for a duel."
A duke of the North wanted...to duel him?! It definitely wasn't what Thrain had been expecting, but how could he say no? "I am honored by your challenge, Duke Shan." They had met before, briefly, but he really should know that name better than he did. "But do you mean right now?"
"Of course I mean right now. Why wait? I see no reason to draw a crowd with a formal time and place. Beside, I'm old, fat and tired. You should have no trouble bested me." One of those three words he had used to describe himself was not true, hint: it was 'old', but it still amused him to see members of the North scramble to tell him that he looked so young.
Thrain did not seem to be one of those members and simply kept his tongue in check. He did nod though, agreeing to the proposed duel.
"Good!" He laughed from his belly as he watched the soldier in front of his practically melt with embarrassment and fright of just being around him. "There is an avian friend of mine above us," His black mane shook as Shan raised his head towards the sky. A white body flew above them, and from the size of it, it seemed to be an eagle of some sort. "He will be acting as our judge, to make sure that this is a fair fight. I'm sure you know, but no claws, no eyes and permanent injuries. Accidents happen, but keep yourself in check, soldier."
Another nod from Thrain. "Understood, my Duke."
"Come on now, there's no reason to be so formal. Just call me Shan. Now. HIT ME!"