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Tristan Zenobia (Ogre Battle: March of the Black Queen) |
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The prince of Zenobia, and sole surviving member of King Gran's royal family, has only three things to do this season: watch Rashidi go down in flames, win a Middle title and upgrade to his rightful division. With Xorn and other creepies are dealing with Rashidi all he needs to do is dispatch four fighters to regain his lost honor. First up? A sad little girl who likes to teleport. Viki isn’t really that tough or fast, leaving her vulnerable to a brutal series of physical attacks. It's unlikely that the mistress of the Blinking Rune will even get so a chance to counter. Worse, Tristan's trained hard against countless mages and boasts excellent evasion to magic. You can't kill what you can't hit. Besides, she's just as likely to knock herself out of the arena if she gets the chance to attack! |
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Wha-wha-what? Wait a gosh darn minute here! Viki’s already in another match? In Middle, no less? The last thing she remembers is being at the victory party for her Light championship, and then she sneezed right in the middle of the party and poof, straight from festivities to another grueling season in the DL. Poor girl. In any case, her first opponent is the Crown Prince of Zenobia – wait, didn’t she just work with a prince? Anyway, knowing Viki, she’ll be Ready to win with a Set-up that has won her many matches so far: causing her opponent to Go away. Now all Viki has to do is hope that she doesn’t teleport herself ten seasons into the future before she gets another shot at this – not being able to keep up with the news in a place is very disorienting. |
SageAcrin Ahhh, Viki. Winning her way up to Middle with her teleportation abilities. She's used them some...eight or nine times now, counting the pools, hasn't she? ...Wait, then, that means she's about due for... --- "...Hey! Where am I?" Viki said, confused. "I was fighting, and then..." "Orbiting Satellite Zelan." Demi answered cheerily. "I've honestly been wondering when you'd show up." --- Tristan, confused, stared blankly at the empty arena. Well, not all wins have to be hard. Tristan Zenobia: 35 |
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