<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> took a bit to figure out the roller derp<br/>1d20 → [8] = (8) Vulpae<br/>1d20 → [9] = (9) Aella<br/>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3563563/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3563563/)<br/></div></div>as soon as she entered Vulpae bowed from his perch, raised his sword to the sky, and dived at his young opponent "for Gwendlyn" he yelled happily. The look of her armor was magnificent, and so was it's construction, his bastard sword slammed into her sholder, glancing and doing no real damage. The bloodstains on his beautiful silver armor would surely be added to. he brought the blade up into her ribs, again his blade was denied it's flesh beneath. He locked blades with her on the backswing coming helm to helm with the young woman, bright blue orbs burning in his empty looking helm. "LAY ON!" his breath smelled of death and steel, the arena cool and damp under his feet.<br/>He was no demon, he slayed demons, he was Darksigned, he was dead and alive, fire and battle literally made his blood pump, it sustained this undead knight. Especally when carrying the beloved princess's favor into battle.<br/>To break the lock he brought a knee too her stomach and headbutted her back again, pushing her back, her Shroud protected her against the pain but not the relentless impact.