Straga made his way to the appointed location for his next challenge in this Divine Right tournament. The previous night had been an interesting one, he'd won a single challenge against Evan. He was partnered with the wrong regalia though, something that bothered him to no end. They'd won that battle, but lost the war considering he and Evan were calling the shots. This next challenge would be a... nice cultural exchange. He'd told Evan, and sent a text to Tori as well.
The location was a fairly decently sized chunk of isolated beach. Destra and Straga would often come out here to spar. Others seemed to do the same as well. Duking it out here was easier than the pain of going through paperwork as well since Destra was a year off from entering the arena of his own volition. He growled, Destra had already arrived, fashionably early. And he'd brought friends, presumably his regalia, he knew he had partnered with quite a few.
Destra had arrived fashionably early with three of his six regalia along with him. The dark skinned man wearing a scowl, and partially wrapped in bandages was Aton. He'd granted Destra the ability to create sand golems via necromancy. Next to him was Phoebe, who was in fact as crazy as she looked. She'd given him the ability to match anyone's physical abilities. Finally, there was another dark skinned teenager. He looked to be about Destra's age, and bore a strong resemblence to Aton. That was Set, Aton's younger brother. The three of them were here to see Destra utilizing the abilities he'd been granted with efficiency.
The two of them vaguely acknowledged each other's presences as they waited for everyone else to arrive.
@Romi
The location was a fairly decently sized chunk of isolated beach. Destra and Straga would often come out here to spar. Others seemed to do the same as well. Duking it out here was easier than the pain of going through paperwork as well since Destra was a year off from entering the arena of his own volition. He growled, Destra had already arrived, fashionably early. And he'd brought friends, presumably his regalia, he knew he had partnered with quite a few.
Destra had arrived fashionably early with three of his six regalia along with him. The dark skinned man wearing a scowl, and partially wrapped in bandages was Aton. He'd granted Destra the ability to create sand golems via necromancy. Next to him was Phoebe, who was in fact as crazy as she looked. She'd given him the ability to match anyone's physical abilities. Finally, there was another dark skinned teenager. He looked to be about Destra's age, and bore a strong resemblence to Aton. That was Set, Aton's younger brother. The three of them were here to see Destra utilizing the abilities he'd been granted with efficiency.
The two of them vaguely acknowledged each other's presences as they waited for everyone else to arrive.
@Romi