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"Ah, well," Diedrick chuckled, shaking his head, "he's a horrible person, that much I know, but Alain isn't a personal enemy of mine." With fingers dragging lines through his hair, Diedrick's messy ponytail came undone, allowing the ensuing mess of strands to obscure his face. "I respect his...

"I'll live. It is within my ability to survive severe injuries." Diedrick tapped himself on the chest. Judging by their size, one could use his pectoral muscles as a bongo if they saw it fit. "Nothing short of a crushed skull or severed spine can truly inconvenience me. And now. that we are...

"I can hear you, Urchin," Diedrick's voice passed by like a cold breeze, striking into the boy's bones. The large male rose, pressing one digit to plug his left nostril before snorting as hard as humanely achievable. A blob of blood slung out of his sinus, hitting the floor with a wet slap...

Diedrick's head lurched violently, followed by the rest of his body skidding sideways. A normal man might as well have assumed him possessed and thrown by some invisible force, yet that couldn't be further from the truth. Alain's shin struck home, rattling Diedrick's brain in ways he...

The male lowered himself, knees bent, head dipping forward. "You are about to see something good," he exclaimed, mustering quicksilver speed before lunging forward. Diedrick moved with impeccable grace, accelerating beyond what should've been humanely achievable. His form flickered and weaved...

Alain had the advantage in raw speed. Years of magical abuse turned his body into a superhuman machine. He could invoke feats of inhuman proportions without consciously channel magic, effectively circumventing the tournament's rules. "Zut! A little stiff, aren't we?" came Le Blanc's mocking...

"Eh? Savagery is such a subjective term. I know many who wouldn't refer to a systemic genocide as savagery merely due to the cold and calculated ruthlessness preceding the affair." The road head grew more narrow by the minute, signifying the duo that they were heading in the right direction...

Alain didn't allow the announcer to pipe up before invading the ring. He hopped over the barricades, landing feet first with feline grace. Other than Fist and Diedrick, he was by far the most muscular person in the room, standing a nick above two meters from crown to feet. Alain's build spoke...

There was a certain beauty to this strange woman, one he couldn't easily put into words. Even as he approached her, their auras clashed. Diedrick's presence proved itself jovial, friendly, and a tad too extroverted, a stark contrast to Phillipa's reserved, if not outright cunning disposition...

"Lead?" Diedrick's brain froze up, mulling over the word of familiar yet also alien meaning. He knew that the word carried a certain number of connotations that hadn't quite stuck on him throughout the years. "I...never lead people in my life, not as a military commander at least." His voice...

Diedrick moved forward with belicious grace, his steps careful not to disturb the evergreen nature surrounding him. It took him by surprise that such a place existed so close to civilization, yet he had no complaints, for it refreshed his weary mind. Diedrick breathed in, filling his lungs with...

Diedrick thought about it, prying word after word from Askaris. It was a while before the elf laid out his plans, nudging Diedrick into a light-hearted mission with the intent of testing the man's might. "That so?" He inquired, flicking his beefy index finger against the mug's glassy exterior...

Diedrick's eyes scanned the parchment with great interest. He couldn't speak elven, but that didn't prevent him from admiring their framework. "Orcs, you say?" Diedrick's voice arose, laced with supreme curiosity. It had been a while since anyone mentioned orcs in his presence. Those foul...

Looks fun, especially if it's occult-related stuff.

"Pleasure is all mine," chuckled the musclebound man, lips folding into a light-hearted grin. "I am Diedrick, Diedrick Rivendare. I am not sure how much you know about me, but I come from a family of scholars." Diedrick was about to extend his arm for a handshake just as he noticed Askaris...