Phoenix8008
First Post
A well muscled man approaches from afar. He has long sideburns and wears strange clothing along with an eyepatch. Tossing his finished cigar to the ground, he stops to address the waiting fighters. "Sorry bout my lateness, met some unpleasant company on the road and we reopened an old argument between us. Got here as quick as I could finish him off... again. I'm Patch by the way. Good to see ya again, cloud lady. Irene, wasn't it? Back for another fight, eh? Good on ya! Well, let's get this goin' then if ya both are okay with me judgin' for ya." Patch says.
Patch considers the insults of both fighters after hearing them again before declaring, "I would say Irene's insults pack a little more punch than Victarion's. She can set the length and type of match. Can't forget the decree of the 'ancient masters' and all. Not official otherwise." Patch says with a wink to each fighter...
Patch considers the insults of both fighters after hearing them again before declaring, "I would say Irene's insults pack a little more punch than Victarion's. She can set the length and type of match. Can't forget the decree of the 'ancient masters' and all. Not official otherwise." Patch says with a wink to each fighter...
"The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the rapids south-east of Shangtung Mountain on the dusk of the dragon."