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Tournament of Champions CR .5 to 5 (Archive)


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The CN crowds jeer, calling foul to yet another non-CN combatant pulling a tactic original invented by General I2K that was called a masterstroke. General I2K calms the masses, stating, "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery."
 



Ding Ding Ding!

"After 5 rounds, the combat is declared a draw. We will resume this quarterfinal match after a brief intermission."
 

“Making her way into the arena and starting at position 115N0E, this combatant measures 5 foot 1 inches tall and weighs 149 pounds. She is undefeated in the main battle, with a record of one win, zero losses, and one draw, victorious over Neutral’s annoying fire falcon. Representing the forces of Lawful Good, please welcome the zenythri Lancela Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite!”

Lancela White enters the arena to polite applause. Other than her overindulgence in donuts, she looks like a perfect human. Her skin has a slightly blue tint, but is flawlessly smooth. Her hair has a slightly purple tint, but falls effortlessly around her perfect face. She wears no armor to protect her slightly tubby form, but she does have a sheathed scimitar and readies a light crossbow in her hands.

“Now making his way into the arena and starting at position 0N115E, this combatant measures 4 feet long and weighs 6 pounds. He is also undefeated in the main battle, with a record of one win, zero losses, and one draw. He hails from a warm steam cavern far underground, where some great big human (I think it was a zenythri, myself) wearing the skins of other animals killed and ate his clutch mates and pronounced that they tasted like spicy chicken. He has vowed revenge against big people ever since. Representing the forces of Chaotic Evil, please welcome the minor flame snake Tastes Like Chickeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!”

The wild cheers of the Chaotic Evil faction welcome Tastes Like Chicken as he slithers in. TLC is adorned with a mix of red and orange scales. An intricate series of black scales form a repeating pattern of ankhs down his back. His dull eyes never seem to blink as he stares at his opponent.

Psybo communicates telepathically to the two combatants. “Lancela, you will go first unless I am told otherwise.”

“Let’s get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumbull!”

Ding Ding! Round 1!
 





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