Joslyn waves to Marian. "Screw it, I canceled, let's do this! Good luck!" Joslyn grins, decked out in her red stocking, standing out against her smoky silk gown.

6 Crimson Blades Sergeant arrives, following Tobias.

Christine waves to Joslyn and Aksel when then arrive. Who cares if she's supporting the other team!

Ah, a sunny day in Arx. Perfect for violence over fashion choices. That is precisely what Victus is here to do. He's arrived unarmored, but in his own ensemble of black silks. Which, to be honest, he wore quite often. But today it was more than fashion, it was a /statement/. "Feel my arm." He instructed his wife. "That's the arm of a man ready to duel." This, apparently, was non-negotiable with how he practically shoved his bicep in front of Alarissa's face. The two walking into the gathering together, as he was to defend her honor of course. Black eyes locked with Marian as soon as he spotted her, his axe hefted over his shoulder while his other hand was placed firm to his hip. "You look silly." He quipped at her.

Jiacomo, 2 Velenosa House Guards arrive, following Eleyna.

Sewaty from what are most likely repetitive drills, Agnarr carries his rebated waster with him out of the Training Center, well-harnessed. He finds a place to watch.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Alarissa before departing.

Ashlyns seated alone in a white dress that makes the blood red stockings that she wears stand out. Hands are folded beneathe her chin where wisps of her ash blonde hair dance along her arms as elbows rest atop her knees as she awaits the duel to begin.

Joslyn has joined the Noble Seating.

    Legs for days - as the Telmar Scholar-Lord strolls in. Percephon is in a tunic so long it functions fairly well as a - well. Not certain what kind of fashion template he is. But, there are stockings. Woolen, sky-high thigh-highs that are a very pretty shade of blue Embroidered on the seams are white dragons. Now, those are a statement.

Percephon has joined the Noble Seating.

Aksel has joined the Commoner Stands.

Agnarr has joined the Commoner Stands.

Soot, a gray foxhound puppy arrives, following Petal.

Marian is a vision of gold in a summer gown that leaves no doubt which house she's representing in this duel. Her ebon black stockings that match Princess Consort Alarissa's stockings peek from underneath the gossamer silk panels, as well as her black leather boots that reach up to mid-calf. She's added red ties to showcase the other color of House Redrain. She has handed off Second Chance to an attendent, and currently is only wielding one of her short swords.

When she steps into the dueling ring, there is no doubt that she means business as she surveys her opponent. She eyes his Magnificent Grand Melee Championship Belt with a bit of a smirk, "I look silly? Really? You say that when you had to bring that?" She shakes her head and then tells him, "You know...that isn't going to intimate me." She turns to those that chose to wear red stockings and gives them a salute...each and every one of them. Percephon gets a raised brow at his blue stockings. Once she's done grand standing, she turns and then curtesy's to the High Lord, "I am ready High Lord Victus."

Ulf arrives, following Fergus.

Delilah has joined the Noble Seating.

Eleyna arrives with Jiacomo, moving carefully. Very carefully. Her left arm is in a sling and there is a pinched, exhausted expression on her face. Jiacomo, looking a bit worse for wear himself, leads the Archduchess to a seat and watches her as she slowly lowers herself into it. Her teeth lightly bite into her lower lip, as if literally biting back some sort of vocalization.

Monique arrives garbed entirely in red. Head to toe. Her hair looks even brighter crimson than it normally does. No question of the Greenmarch Voice's loyalty.

Petal arrives at the proving ground while carrying a basket of stockings and hose. They are all in red and black. Her hound is close at her legs. "Stockings! Hose! Thigh Highs! I have them with Krakens! With bears!" She cries out in her heavy Shav accent. "I have Stocking just like the Royal Princesses have!"

The chainmailed bodyguards Tobias brings into the grounds move to slot in with the rest of the guards. The mercenary general himself is tuniced, as per usual, and heads for the seating without much of a fuss.

Obligingly, Alarissa in a white dress with one side of it pinned up just enough to show the back stockings, reaches up to feel that presented arm and smiles. "That is indeed the arm of a man ready to duel. Try not to get it lopped off over a pair of stockings Victus." But There's Marian and Alarissa smiles. "You look divine Marian. Do try not to get that dress ruined either." There Alarissa goes, up on tip toes to perss a kiss to the aforementioned bicep before she starts to move off to the benches carefully.

Lethe has joined the Noble Seating.

Tobias has joined the Noble Seating.

Isabetta walks into the area, taking a stock of it and having a ways for some of the people she recognizes, but on spotting Eleyna, makes a beeline over to her, joining her in the stands.

Fergus would have opinions about this whole thing and he'd voice them if he didn't trust his wife. The large and burly Redrain Sword eyeballs the affair with the sort of annoyance reservered for someone like him. With his arms folded across his chest, a finger taps idly on his bicep. Watching.

Eleyna has joined the Noble Seating.

Isabetta has joined the Noble Seating.

Petal notices Eleyna and starts over in her direction. "Archduchess Eleyna. Do you want stockings? I will give you them for free for being the best patron to crafters in all Compact and being the most lovely Douches, Arch other otherwise to ever be seen in Compact."

A fight has broken out here. Use @spectate_combat to watch, or +fight to join.

Ashlyn has joined the Noble Seating.

Where Petals headed, Alarissa is making her way, Spying Isabetta too, a brow up for the sling. Lethe is waved too as the Thraxian Princess Consort takes a seat adjacent to the Archduchess. "Do I need to murder him?" She inquires. "I'm fairly sure when Victus is done here, I could send him over."

Eleyna offers a wave of her uninjured arm to Isabetta as she watches the woman approach and then chuckles at Petal as she approaches with her compliments and offers of stockings. "No stockings today, darling. How could I ever choose between the two? But thank you, nonetheless." She leans in and manages a grin, her voice lowering as she says with a glitter in her pale blue eyes despite the dark smudges on the pale skin beneath them. "Hope you're making a killing, though." She winks at Petal and glances toward Marian and Victus, waiting for the duel to begin. She glances at Alarissa and manages a laugh, "No. It wasn't him."

Isabetta gives Alarissa a friendly dip of her head in response.

As the fight begins, Aksel brings his fingers to his lips to let out a loud whistle. "Kick his ass, Princess Marian!" he calls out loudly before letting out a loud yell. It's very loud. Huzzah and all that.

Alarissa has joined the Judges Desk.

Petal looks over to Eleyna, nodding in response to words. "I have a pair that is both red and black, but they are not in silk and that wouldn't be good for a Archduchess." She says and then starts to make her way over to the commoner seating hair, finding a place to sit.

Petal has joined the Commoner Stands.

"You don't have to tell me that ya' got red because you wanna hide the color of ya' own blood." Victus muses as he breaks from his wife, one calloused hand patting the belt that was draped around his waist. It's gold and green fittings were entirely clashing with his black outfit, but he still displayed the polished face gloriously. "This is the symbol that I'm fucking /magnificent/ and you ain't, girlie." He hefts his axe over his shoulder to point straight toward her, the weight of it causing it to slant somewhat. "If I die, you also can't take it. Because I didn't say it was bein' defended. This is a non-championship match, for the right of fashion only." Now that all of that was out of the way, the High Lord dropped into his martial stance. His axe held between both hands and his posture bent toward the ground as he circled her, ready to strike.

Christine gets into her cheerleader self and stands up, to help with the cheering. "Beat her ass!"

Marian looks a bit disappointment that the championship belt isn't on the menu as she goes into her stance, "Now Victus...are you worried?" She laughs and looks to see what opportunities she might find. As she gets her game face on, the playful demeanor fades and she starts to get serious. This isn't a practice fight. They're doing this for real.

Fergus sucks a small bit of air through his teeth, observing with the perpetual grimace of annoyance that's become his trademark as the fight starts.

Victus takes minor damage.

Lethe looks towards Alarissa with a smile. She then eagerly turns her attention to the fight.

Alarissa has left the Judges Desk.

Alarissa has joined the Noble Seating.

Marian manages to catch Victus with a minor slice of her blade, making sure to catch the shirt just above that offending belt that claims he's the victor, "Just a wee bit slow on the dodge." Of course, once she catches the chink in his guard, she can't seem to get another one through as her blade flies in a fury at him and she seems to dodge ever single one of his attacks.

Monique cheers her sister loudly, in very colorful language. Still a rough-edged thief at heart.

Wandering in late, the Lady Blackram meanders through the crowd of specatators and then pauses to hover on the edges. She takes a look around for those she knows before focusing on the combatants in the ring. She wraps her arms around herself and smiles as she takes in the fighters mid-movement.

Fergus has joined the Noble Seating.

Hiss, the Lenosian viper, Sybilla, the Lenosian courtier, 2 Velenosa House Guards arrive, following Talen.

For a large man, Victus does move surprisingly quick on his feet. It's early in the duel that the two are clashing in a flurry of steel sparks and quick movements, but it's the High Lord who must suffer first blood. He runs a hand across the small wound with a grimace. "Ow, don't scratch the fuckin' belt." He barks. "There's only one of these! And somebody worked hard on it! I don't know who!"

Victus takes minor damage.

Marian takes serious damage.

Victus takes minor damage.

Silent as the fight begins, though clearly paying close attention to each and every movement, Agnarr does break away to glance towards Teela, who he beckons to lightly from the commoner's seating. "You'll like the view better here."

Victus takes serious damage.

Isabetta rises abruptly, "Oh my I seem to have forgotten something." Apologies for departing so suddenly.

Talen moves through the crowds and, unfortunately for those who don't move fast enough, shoves his way into the vicinity of the noble benches. Climbing up them, he deposits himself in the row behind Eleyna, presumably becasue those aside her are taken. "I'm late, aren't I," he asks needlessly, gunmetal eyes pitching towards the field. "Did you bet on anyone yet?"

Talen has joined the Noble Seating.

Isabetta has left the Noble Seating.

Archeron is overheard praising Victus for: Standing up for your wife's honour - and hosiery. You can do it. Probably.

Petal smiles over to Teela after Agnarr speaks and makes this gesture, like she is trying to beckon her over. "I have a lot of stockings." She says like that might be a lure.

Teela has joined the Commoner Stands.

Monique is overheard praising Marian for: Kicking ass and taking belts.

Joslyn cheers from the stands. "You can do this Princess!"

Teela slips over to the place where Agnarr and Petal are as she keeps watch and then smiles, speaking to the pair..,

Fergus isn't alone either. He's holding a bear fur wrapped bundle that happens to hold a drowsy child with a mop of blazen red hair like her mother. That would be Nia, their daughter. And just like any other Redrain tradition, you start'em young with this kind of life. "Watch, girl. That's your mother out there." he states in perhaps a less grumpy tone usual. Kind of odd to see him holding something like a kid, but parenthood does sometimes cause a bit of change, no matter who it is.

Petal holds up a red pair of silk stockings and black pair, displaying them in Talen's direction. They look like the stockings that Marian and Alarissa have on. "ArchDuke, if you want a pair let me know. They are free for you."

Another cut. "Ow, what did I-" Victus' words are cut off as another strike of the blade nearly takes an inch off of his beard when it goes sailing over. Another growl as they dance, and soon enough takes another blow. "FUCKING-" His roars in feral fashion as his axe comes back around, slamming /hard/ into Marian's side. It's only a brief respite of vengeance though, before she's on him just as hard. It's clear they aren't pulling any punches, as things have turned bloody and bruised quite fast. But neither looks even close to slowing down.

Knick, knick...Marian's blows are only marginally getting through as Victus manages to keep her from getting a solid blow on him. But then he slams her hard with his axe, getting a vicious slash across her body and it's like a switch is turned on. All smiles fade away and she growls like the bear namesake on her house sigil and slams a mighty blow right back on him.

Christine keeps her happy cheering. "Don't you dare letting her win!"

Victus takes moderate damage.

Marian goes head to head with the big Thraxian prince, her blows swinging as he parries and dodges his way from her fury. But Marian doesn't stop, she doesn't surrender, she just keeps on bringing on the heat until finally Victus makes a minor mistake, his sword isn't there when she swings and she brings another hard blow on the High Lord.

"Don't cut his beard!" Alarissa yells from the stands.

They're really getting into it now, between Victus' hard strikes and Marian's quickness, it's anyone's fight. Steel clashes, blows are dodged again and again. But it's eventually Victus who must take another lick for his troubles, which the man growls off. He's not so concerned about the wounds anymore, he's purely focused on the fight.

Marian takes minor damage.

Marian takes minor damage.

In the commoner stands, Petal starts handing out red and wool black stockings to various people. Some even take them, but she seems to be giving them away for free.

Eleyna leans into the touch of clawed fingers at her neck as she continues to watch the duel. "You aren't in the doghouse," she says with something approaching uncharacteristic gentleness to Talen as she blinks and stares ahead. As the fight turns brutal, Eleyna lifts her brows and mutters, "They aren't holding back, are they?"

Percephon has left the Noble Seating.

Talen is overheard praising Victus for: #TeamStockings

Victus huffs and puffs, but luckily he hasn't quite broken a sweat and his beard is staying right where it should be. As they lock up again, it's one quick maneuver after another that would prey on one opening in the Princess' defenses. The hilt of his axe swinging to thump her hard in the chest and swinging back 'round to leave a minor cut across her side. They break again, whirling around one another's blows with precision.

"It's not in Marian's nature to anything but." Fergus asides to Elenya, bouncing Nia lightly on his arm to keep her sedated.

Now it's Marian's turn to take a few hits from the big man. She grunts as he lands two blows on her, getting pushed back by the hard thump to her chest. She hisses as the minor cut is sent across her side. She isn't discouraged by the minor setback. She's still going all out, balls to the wall on Victus as that poor golden silk creation is quickly getting ruined by dirt, blood and sweat.

Joslyn stands up in her seat, biting her lip. "Come on! You can do this!"

Marian takes serious damage.

Marian takes minor damage.

Monique slides up near Fergus and Nia, focusing her attention between the latter and the fight. "Your mom is a spirits-blessed hero," She informs the baby Princess.

Charging forward like a raging bull, Victus slams shoulder-first into Marian and brings the axe around for another hard strike. Not an ounce held back as they go skidding by their heels. Then it's back tot he familiar, blurry grind that is their endless strikes. Bouncing off of one another and striking at phantoms as they move with quickness. "My wife wears the best fucking stockings..." He growls.

Joslyn nods to Elyena. "You got it," she grins. Biting her lip again as she resumes her vigil.

Marian knows it doesn't look good. He's gotten the last four hits in. Her body takes the punishing blows as he slams his shoulder into her body and brings his axe around for a hard strike. She gives him a calm, deadly gaze that never leaves Victus even as he keeps bringing those blows on her. Some might throw in the towel at this point but not Marian. She's got stubborness issues. She's not willing to throw in the towel as she growls right back, "Fuck you Victus, they're the same damn stockings, and I wear them better."

Petal is handing Teela stockings. She cheers in response to Victus's words. "Yay Princess Alarissa! She wears her stockings the best!" She says, being all loud. She has a heavy accent. She then switches teams. "Princess Marian! The best warrior princess in stockings, ever!"

Victus takes serious damage.

Nia makes little grabby chubby hands at Monique, as if in agreement with the Greenmarcher's statement. "Ever if she loses, she'll make Victus work for every fucking inch. It's not about winning with Marian. It's never been about that petty shit of tally marks to put up. It's about the challenge. That's the mark of a true warrior. Not a fucking champion, a warrior." Ferg notes with grunt.

Marian has been working off that baby weight. She's been hitting the Gauntlet daily, and it shows as Victus starts to sweat as they trade a few more punishing blows without either getting in a solid blow. But then she teases him, "Getting tired yet?" Just as he's answering, she pulls a fast one, distracts him as she passes by him and then whirls to slice him hard against the back.

"They are both exemplary and outstanding Prince Fergus. I can find no two better in my eyes." Alarissa states, looking over to the man with the infant. "Whether she triumphs or Prince Victus does, she is my sister and impressive." But then back to the fight goes attention.

They've been going long enough that the fatigue of battle is indeed starting to set in. Worse on Victus and his larger body, but nonetheless he's doing his best to keep up with the pace. The taunt is what catches him off guard. "I think you are too." He hisses, fingers curling as he stumbles forward. "You don't know anything about stockings..." Blood was spat onto the ground, as he raises his axe high and charges in again.

Victus checked stamina, willpower + survival at difficulty 10, rolling 46 higher.

Victus remains capable of fighting.

Marian checked stamina, willpower + survival at difficulty 47, rolling 56 higher.

Marian remains capable of fighting.

Victus checked stamina, willpower + survival at difficulty 18, rolling 39 higher.

Victus remains capable of fighting.

Joslyn is on her feet, blinking at the fight, silent now. A stunned observer.

"She'll win," Monique replies stubbornly, chin thrust up, placing a finger in Nia's fist. "The ridiculous reasons for this aside, it's a good test."

"Never say someone will win until they do." Fergus utters at Monique. "Otherwise you jinx that shit."

Alarissa has left the Noble Seating.

Lethe has left the Noble Seating.

With roaring, scratching and clawing, the two meet in the center of the proving grounds one time after another. Victus is hit, Marian is hit. They're trading blows as if their entire purpose was just to beat the stocking-loving shit out of each other. The High Lord is bruised and bloodied, and his opponent isn't doing much better. Eventually, they both come to take their run at each other. Marian whirls with her quickness, and Victus plunges in with his strength. Both of their blows collide at once, sending a horrifying 'SMASH' throughout the crowd. On the far end, Victus loses his footing, just as Marian loses her own on the opposite side. Both combatants hit the ground in a heap.

Both warriors are two forces of nature and in their zeal to win their fight, they rock into each other without a care of their own safety. Her blade hits his body, his axe hits theirs, and blood flies as the two mighty warriors strike blows that would have killed lesser foes. Then they drop, their bodies fall and hit the dirt as the High Lord Victus and Princess Marian Redrain both fall to the ground.\

Monique casts an emerald glance to Fergus, brow lifting in surprise. "Superstitions? From you? I'm a little surprised, I've got to say--" And whatever else is cut off by the fight's end.

Fergus pauses at the double KO. "Well I'll be damned. A fucking tie." he remarks with a raised brow. "Guess nobody wins. Like kissing your fucking sister."

And like that, the duel is over.

All bets are ended, it's a tie it would seem.

Joslyn blinks and blinks again. "Well, I suppose that saves me a walk to the bank," she says, glancing towards Eleyna.

Petal looks over to the warriors and seems concerned. "They look really hurt." She say and rises to her feet, starting with her basket of things toward the fighting ground.

Fergus offers to pass Nia over to Monique. "You want to hold her? Going to make sure she's still in one fucking piece after that."

Talen is overheard praising Marian for: Well fought, well lost.

Talen is overheard praising Victus for: Well fought, well lost.

"There is a healer available on site, cousin. Don't fear," Eleyna saus absently to Ashlyn as she moves to rise. It's an awkward affair that, in the end, sees her reaching for Jiacomo's arm to help, frustration and pain plain on her pale face.

Fergus is overheard praising Marian for: You just blue-balled the entire crowd. Impressive.

Alarissa with Lethe is already descding the stands and making her way to the dueling ring, a look at the two in heaps on the ground. Pursed lips as white dress will get dirty and likley stained, kneeling between the two. "Lethe, see to the Princess Marian please."

Marian is still in one piece, a bloody and bruised. She's not getting up. She's knocked completely unconscious. She lays there as her life's blood drips onto the ground.

Lethe makes her way to Marian to look her over and tend to her wounds.

Marian is overheard praising Victus for: For an impressive blow, a beautiful fall, both of us fight to unconsciousness...priceless.

Petal it seems also has medical supplies in her basket. She is pulling wool coverings out for her hands and quite a lot of bandages. She rushes over to Marian first, trying to be helpful. She seems to know what she is doing when it comes to this. She starts by attempting to stop the bleeding. She lets Lethe lead the medical treating, but is trying to her best to help.

Eleyna is overheard praising Marian for: I guess this means that Gloria thinks you both look fabulous in the stockings?

Eleyna is overheard praising Victus for: The only man other than Talen that I've seen ever get so worked up over stockings.

It takes a second before Victus starts moving again, for a moment just laying there flat on his back. His hands twitch and his legs absently move about just a bit. Hardly anything really. Then it all hits him at once. A yowl of pain as he clutches at his ribs and curls upward before slumping back down. He wasn't going to be walking this one off, for certain.

Talen says, "Look, they're like syrup on gelato. You don't need them, but they make the whole experience better."

"Oh. Well that's...," Teela blinks and then she looks around for a few moments and she steps back away from the edge of the ring area so that people can get in without her large frame getting in the way.

Fergus is overheard praising Victus for: Usually, I'm the one that tires my wife out like that. Good on you.

Victus is overheard praising Marian for: Yeah, okay, she looks good in them.

Monique offers to take Nia so Fergus can go to Marian. Also, baby cuddles.

Petal is overheard praising Alarissa for: Looks very very good in her stockings.

Archeron pushes himself to his feet and scoops up Root before making his way back down from the stands "See Sister?" he teases Lethe "Even entertainment needs you to work. I told you being the ranger was the better choice." He inclines his head to Alarissa "Your grace. I hope His Grace feels better soon - I will see if I cannot find some suitable liqour to keep for his next visit to celebrate his good health."

"Damn silks," complains Agnarr from the sidelines, making no attempt to make room. But he's in the commoner area, so this isn't too big a problem.

Aksel stands there.. his head tilt to the side as he watches the conclusion of the fight. He gives a shrug before letting out a cheer, "Hoooraaaah, Marian!" Then less loudly, "Hooray, Victus." That last bit might have been just a whisper.

Ashlyn is overheard praising Marian for: A firece woman and a valient fight to the end

Aksel is overheard praising Marian for: You totally wore the stockings best.

Joslyn is overheard praising Marian for: You still wore it better

Marian blinks as the dust clears and Lethe and Petal's attentions bring her back to consciousness. She looks up at the folks standing around her and asks foolishly, "How did it end?" She looks for her husband who's standing there as if he'd have the answer.

Lethe looks to Petal with a grateful smile while she helps. She nods to Archeron once she has done what she can. "It is just part of the job."

Passing Nia off to her auntie 'Nique, Fergus moves up to Marian, kneeling down next to her. "Well, shit. Usually you only let me tire you out like that. I should be fucking jealous." He tilts his head to survey her wounds, then a glance at Lethe, then to Petal. "She going to be alright?" Then back at Marian. "Sure you wanna know? It's worse than losing. You two both went down at the same time. So it's a tie."

Christine clicks her tongue and sits down again. She claps her hands.

Teela is overheard praising Victus for: Tied up by stockings

Teela is overheard praising Marian for: Strutting her stocking stuff

"What Prince Fergus speaks. Down like lumps, the both of you." But victus is howling and Alarissa shifts to guide his head to her lap, flutter a hand over his brow. "Breathe dear. They will tend to you next. You gave a good show but perhaps, next time, you will choose something more than stockings and wear armor hmm?" She does her best to soothe him till Petal and Lethe can look at him.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Monique before departing.

Delilah rises from her seat, wincing as she catches sight of the two laying in the ring -- And all the blood. Giving Joslyn an uneasy smile, the girl dips her head as farewell and heads off.

Eleyna leans into Jiacomo's arm as she nods to whatever Talen murmurs, waiting quietly for the carriage to arrive.

Delilah has left the Noble Seating.

Petal looks up to Fergus while still crouching by Marian. She has the wounds covered in bandages and the bleeding as stopped, mostly thanks to Lethe. "She is still seriously injured. I think she will be okay, but you might want to take her to the house of Solace and see if you can find Eirene or someone to see her. I have done all that I can." She says and then rises to go and see Victus. "Lady Lethe, want to take the lead?" She says gently to her and then couches down near the High Lord.

Lethe nods to Fergus "She should be." She then goes over to Victus to tend to him. She nods to Petal.

Marian looks up at her husband and starts laughing because it tickles her to no end that both her and Victus were at an impasse. She winches and groans because laughing when you're wounded hurts. It hurts a lot. She murmurs softly back to Fergus, "I'm not walking out by my own feet love." Yep, the big hubby is going to have to use his strong arms to carry her to the House of Solace to make sure she's stabilized.

When the Velenosa vehicle is drawn up alongside the grounds, the archduchess and her entourage-- Talen included-- exit the scene. "Next time," he calls to Alarissa, "I'll win your money."

Talen has left the Noble Seating.

Eleyna has left the Noble Seating.

Jiacomo, 2 Velenosa House Guards leave, following Eleyna.

Hiss, the Lenosian viper, Sybilla, the Lenosian courtier, 2 Velenosa House Guards, Eleyna leave, following Talen.

Monique immediately begins telling Nia that she was supposed to be a boy, but that she's the most beautiful girl she's ever seen. "I'll bring Norbert," she reassures Marian and Fergus.

"Ah fuck me, that smarts." Victus grunts as he sits up, supporting himself on one arm while the other clutched at his ribs. His eyes looking to Alarissa, then passing back over to Marian with a soft groan. "Sorry I couldn't bring the victory." He lowers a hand to grasp at his championship belt. "But I'm still magnificent, so we got that..." There's also a nod of thanks for both Petal and Lethe as they move over to him. He seemed incredibly passive for the feral wild-man that had just dueled Marian a moment ago.

Archeron has left the Noble Seating.