Open Battle to the Death

Alvaros and Wikus engage in snow warfare.

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Considered one of the most mysterious cities in Mizahar, Alvadas is called The City of Illusions. It is the home of Ionu and the notorious Inverted. This city sits on one of the main crossroads through The Region of Kalea.

Battle to the Death

Postby Alvaros on December 26th, 2017, 1:05 am

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ALVAROS SOLTROS
22 WINTER, 517 AV
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It was snowing again. Lazy snowflakes drifted down from the blanket of gray clouds overhead, adding to the piles that had already built up alongside Alvadas’s roads. It was later in the morning; many Alvads were out and about, despite the precipitation and the harsh nip in the air.

Alvaros was no stranger to a harsh winter; he’d grown up in the mountains, after all. He considered himself to be rather comfortable wading through snow drifts and braving freezing temperatures. That was why he was glad to wander the streets on days such as this. Wandering had become a favorite hobby of his, thanks to Alvadas’s ever-changing layout and the... entertaining illusions that it often produced.

He was humming to himself, picking his way through a particularly snow-flushed square, when something cold knocked him on the backside of the head and caused him to stumble forward. He reached a hand around to feel his neck, which was now dripping with half-melted snow. Someone had thrown a snowball at him. Scowling, he turned around to find a young man - a human - pointing at him and laughing. Not one to let an occurrence like this slip from his fingers without some sort of sense of revenge, Alv bent down to ball up his own snowball and hurl it in the direction of this young man - with his left arm, his Isur arm, for an extra dose of power.

Only he disappeared before the snowball ever hit.

Alvaros’s eyes widened. That kid had been an illusion. Unfortunately it was much too late to take back his snowball, and it ended up whizzing past a few fortunate pedestrians before smacking right in the gut of a human man - a rather large human man - called Wikus, though this name was unfamiliar to Alv at the time.

This was not going to end well.
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