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Wiegraf Folles (Final Fantasy Tactics) |
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Weigraf has waited quietly for too long until the day when he would get another chance to prove himself in battle. He's languished in Middle, watching his fellow Holy Knights Agrias and Delita move on to collect championships and upgrades to a higher division, leaving him behind to rot in Middle. But no longer! Casting off the darkness of his 31-season wait, he steps back into the arena to show that he is every bit as good...no, BETTER, then the other two who came before him! Young Chester has chosen the wrong opponent to start with, for he will be given no quarter and can expect nothing less then total and absolute defeat from the punishing attacks and unfailing swordskills of Weigraf Folles! |
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Chester has a tough fight ahead of him - there are only so many ways to humiliate a demon in battle, after all. Wiegraf's swordskills are renowned, but can you really beat what you can't hit? Chester's archery is equally skillful, and with range on his side, this battle is an easy victory. Boasting a strong attack with his Berserker Bow, Chester can snipe the frail swordsman from a distance, wearing him down with little danger to himself. Not that Chester's in much danger anyway - as resilient as a heavy melee fighter and wearing armor that provides excellent elemental defenses, Chester can weather anything sent his way. This first fight will be out of the way in a second, a simple victory for the original Tales archer. |
Lance The arena was almost empty for the fight between Wiegraf and Chester. This was mostly due to the expectation that this match was going to be completely predictable and one-sided. I mean, sure, Chester has a ton of heart and determination, but he simply didn't stand a chance against the brutal attacks of the possessed Holy Knight. Wiegraf would probably just win in ten seconds and all the ticket-holders in the audience would feel cheated out of their hard-earned money. Thus, empty arena. With that being said, it came as a complete shock to the scattered spectators when Chester whipped out an arrow as soon as the match between and shot it right between Wiegraf's eyes. The swordsman was dead before he even hit the ground. "Boom! Headshot!" Chester shouted as he started to do the Icky Shuffle. But, of course, that wasn't the end of it. The Zodiac Stone in Wiegraf's coat began to glow and pulsate, bathing the dead knight's body in an eerie green light. A bright flash enveloped the battlefield, momentarily blinding everyone in attendance. When the light diminished, Velius stood in the middle of the ring, a look of rage on his sinister face. "Wh...oh...hey, that's not --" Chester stuttered as he turned to the judges' box for help. Unsurprisingly, the three judges for this match just happened to be Vormav, Rofel and Kletian. There was not a trace of sympathy on any of their noseless faces. Chester could only emit a feeble whimper as Velius tore him to shreds. What's that you say? Cheating? Heavens no. If Wiegraf had broken the rules, surely the judges would have said something. And it's not like Wiegraf bribed the DL Judges Committee to get his three associates assigned to this match or anything. All he did was give them an "unrelated monetary gift" as a way of thanking them for doing such a good job. Bribery and cheating...pssssht. Where do you get such crazy notions? Wiegraf Folles: 44 |
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