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Loyal bodyguard and confidant to Lucia and the entire Karaya tribe, Beecham is no stranger to a fight and is ready to make his mark on the Light division. This should prove to be a long and involved match, as Beecham, in addition to being a skilled warrior, has the ability to heal his wounds. This should allow him to hold up well against Sophia's magical onslaught, with his early blows quickly putting her on the defensive. Should both run out of magic, Beecham should have the upper-hand, as he does not rely on his rune to do damage. With these strategies in mind, Beecham is ready to show the pride of the Karaya tribe this season. |
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Star Ocean: Till the End of Time's premier mage, Sophia Esteed excels in all levels of sorcery: healing wounds, opening the earth and sky and calling down flaming, apocalyptic meteors. As the first representative from her home game in the DL, Sophia's got quite a lot of work cut out for her: after all! However, her large assortment of magic should easily allow her to take down Beecham: Healing to restore her body to perfect health; Ice Daggers to freeze him in his place; and Gremlins, for when you just need to summon a pack of hamsters to knock someone out. If all else fails, there's always the cute girl act she can put on. Who can resist that face of hers? |
Dhyerwolf After waiting so long, Beecham was finally ready to fight. He prepared his trusty sword, and swore that today would be a victory for the old good times and old fashioned values. Finally, the time of the duel arrived. Beecham solemnly entered the arena, awaiting his opponent. Suddenly, a cry a pierced his ears. “FAAAAAAAAAAYT!” a pouty scream rang out. “PAY ATTENTION TO ME!!!” It appeared his youthful opponent had entered the ring, with a bored young blue-haired man waiting by the sidelines. Beecham was ready to show this ragamuffin a bit of propriety. However, as his opponent turned around, Beecham was stopped in his tracks. His eyes bulged out in disbelief. Beecham had seen some horrible things in his days, but nothing could quite compare to the travesty, the horror, the sheer disgrace he was witnessing now. His opponents…pants…slid around her hips, the unzipped zipper showing far, far too much. Beecham knew that he should go over and spank this uppity youth, but he couldn’t remove his eyes from the disgrace regions. Oddly, Sophia seemed to start to move her body in an odd casting rhythm, but Beecham was too shocked to act. His anger building, his vision stayed locked on Sophia’s nearly exposed danger zone…at least, they were until Sophia finished her casting of Dark Sphere, not only locking Beecham in a cloud of darkness, but knocking him unconsciousness. “See Fayt, I told you had leet skillz!” Sophia yelled in victory. Beecham: 18 |
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