Oh, the marvel of fighting against the terrible evils that surrond this diseased land! It's with joy and tears in his eyes that Scholtheim Reinbach the Third, venerable heir of the Schtoltheim Reinbach household, takes up his rapier and graces the Middle arena with the shimmering brilliance of his presence - shimmering enough to warrant a poetic fall of rose petals, even, truly highlighting his beauty! The Red Rose Rune arms him with great strength and equally impressive dazzle to defeat his inferior opponent... this... wannabe noble, Rassius Luine! The man may look, act and sound faaaaaaaabulous, but he certainly isn't the real deal. Only a true noble will come out standing in this duel, and, with his far superior durability and damage, Scholtheim Reinbach the Third shall be the greatest fop - er, graceful noble in the Middle arena!
