[CHAL] Might is right (Ragnvard /Ruzski)

[Tanakako]

The large red Captain felt a huge grin stretch across his lips in grotesque anticipation. Today was the day, finally, when he would rightfully claim what was his. All the planning, all the work, the lies, the sectrets, the schemes, the sheer determination and stubboness it had required to pull together such a large network of informants, grunts and warriors. Finally, finally it was the chance he had been waiting for. It was time to make the Myrsky Syntynyt great again!

It was an effort of will that he drove all future plans for the pride out of mind and instead focused on the here and now. He was ready. His body was battle hardened and as fit as it would ever get. He could feel power hum through his heavy muscles, his coat thick and healthy, his eyes were sharp and clear and his mind alive and ambitious. Glancing behind himself he could see all his loyal reavers gathered nearby, waiting, watching. They knew today was the one chance they had all been working towards. When Ragnvard won, they would be there, ready to enforce his will. Grinning once more he took a deep, satisfying breath.

Now he just had to wait for Ruzski to arrive. He only hoped the fight was a glorious one, and that stories and songs of their clash would be told for years to come.

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I wasnt sure when to roll

 

[Princess_Feylin]

Ruzski's approach to this battle was...not the same as his opponent's. He came alone, without even his mate as companionship. Likely she would be watching from the crowd - of course there was a crowd - as would the rest of his family, and friends, and enemies, and everyone else who he had led since his defeat of the former warlord Njal some time ago. But she had not accompanied him. He was alone, and that was how he preferred to be before a battle.

The crowd of lions didn't bother him. He had never been put off by crowds, and since becoming a captain and then a warlord he had grown accustomed to acting with an audience most of the time. He got the feeling that his opponent, Ragnvard, whose elevation to captaincy had seemed a little off to Ru when he confirmed it, was significantly more conscious of their audience. Briefly he wondered if that was something he could use against the red lion, but he guessed that if there was an advantage to be had there, it was slight, and not one he'd be able to purposefully exploit.

He tried to ignore the lead weight in his stomach that dragged his mind to the dreams he had been having since before the high priestess had declared that the season of breytast vindar was once more upon them. Dreams of losing everything, of being weakened and dying, despite Gyllene's attention. He was no seer, he reminded himself firmly as he came within view of Ragnvard. What happened today would be solely the result of his skill in battle, and he had every reason to be confident in that.

Tanakako

Tag! Also, whenever you want to roll, really. It just helps to know early on what the outcome will be so you can go ahead and post for cert changes and suchlike.

 

[Tanakako]

As his opponant walked into view he could feel the anticipation and excitment roil in hs blood. It wasn't the uncontrolled emotions of a young reaver, but the rapid flooding of his system as his body prepared itself for the fight to come. Lifting his head he watched Ruzski, speaking only when the other male was close enough to hear without Ragnvard needing to raise his voice.

"It is a good day to die, Warlord." Ragnvard greeted the dark male, gold eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I challange you for leadership of the pride. Do you accept?" He as hardly expecting Ruzski to decline and therefor default on the fight, but such a big even needed some kind of formal wording to go along with it. And since this was the day he had been planning for, he was hardly going to wait for the other lion to kick things off.

Ignoring the gathering crowd -reavers of all affiliations, nosy freeborn and even a few other Captains- Ragnvard only paid attention to his opponant. Grinning broadly he steped forwards, moving into the center of the area that would be their arena.

Princess_Feylin

Looks like the pride is safe from Ragnvard's ambition. XD

 

[Princess_Feylin]

Oh, yes, the niceties. Ru could see that his opponent wasn't particularly interested in them either. He wanted to get down to the violent business of proving himself. Ru would not have objected to that, but as with all challenges of this nature, there was a lawspeaker present to serve as an official witness. Looking around, Ru could also spot a few of the pride's bards. That might explain Ragnvard's care to observe the niceties.

"Ja, sure," Ru said, deliberately mucking up any plans Ragnvard might have had for the moment to be a historic one when the bards and lawspeakers recited it in the future.

So saying, he, too, stepped forward. His stomach felt heavy, like maybe this would be a fight he lost. If he lost, Ru wouldn't have put it past Ragnvard to exercise his freedom to kill his opponent. Like most reavers, the red lion was not squeamish about killing at need, and if the rumours Ru had heard were true, this wouldn't be the first time he'd killed to achieve a higher rank.

Well, no matter. "Let's do it."

Tanakako