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PouchWith the rebirth of sleeping calamity and the renewal of potential fighters seeking to grow their strength in the land of seven, Jikan’s muse for the art of combat caught a small ember. The docile X rank mage heeded the request and accepted. But now she was stuck with curiosity. There were a number of familiar faces that returned after hearing the rumors but Jikan was more so curious of the potential of the new warriors within their organization.
As a result she sent a call out seeking a 'training' opportunity for any that wished to accept. It was more so a self evaluation on her part but, perhaps it could be a mutual benefit if they managed to get at least some form of combat experience or knowledge from the encounter.
And so, Jikan stood at the head of the arena of champions' stage, her crimson hair cascading down her back, a stark contrast to the sleek, black gi she wore. She had to fit the theme she was going for today after all. She would specialize in her hand to hand combat, no magic. She was a martial artist as much as a powerful mage after all.
Wc: 199
As a result she sent a call out seeking a 'training' opportunity for any that wished to accept. It was more so a self evaluation on her part but, perhaps it could be a mutual benefit if they managed to get at least some form of combat experience or knowledge from the encounter.
And so, Jikan stood at the head of the arena of champions' stage, her crimson hair cascading down her back, a stark contrast to the sleek, black gi she wore. She had to fit the theme she was going for today after all. She would specialize in her hand to hand combat, no magic. She was a martial artist as much as a powerful mage after all.
Wc: 199
