Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2015 17:55:55 GMT
Aria walked into the arena….felt weird to be competing here again. Last time she was here she was riding Briar in the races. She was unsure of how this would work, however…she was curious to see what these Champions would do. The gods didn’t do this in her time; odd sport indeed. She was here for a few reasons; one she wanted to see the other champions, and to get a read on exactly how the gods interacted with the people. The fact they were known and present to the public was something that was foreign to Aria…they were hiding by her time. She was also curious if Fate would be here as well; if he was well… they would be having some words.
Aria laid her long staff down and began her stretches; going through each and every part of her body. She wanted to make sure she was warmed up. Aria was a striking figure, her armor was completely black bax leather. A black hood rested over her head, the leather designed to look like a large crow skull over her head; forming into black a black feather like pattern. It was attached to an intricate bolero jacket with a vine pattern imbedded into the hem. This vine pattern is also sewn into the hem of the hood and all of this is clasped by a dark black metal that was matted in color. Intricate pauldrons rest on her shoulders, each layer delicately pointed. The pauldrons themselves have the vine pattern embedded into the hems, but also an intricate drawing of many animals. Two blood red feathers are hanging from the top layer of her right pauldrons. These are buckled onto to the bolero jacket by the same black metal clasps. Two buckles in front and two in the back for either pauldron. A black leather corset covers her torso, its bax leather sewn in a patch work design. It was clasped in the front by the same black metal. A thin vine pattern etched into the hems of the corset as well. Her pants were also made out of this black leather, they had buckles all up either side of her legs. Her feet were covered by boots that just barely went over her knees in a point. Aria also wore leather bracers on her fore arms, decorated in the same pattern as her pauldrons and belt. They came out in points over her hand but flexible enough to move. These also had the clasps that could break if needed to. Aria also had a black leather chocker wrapped around her neck; it had a metal plate across her throat.
Her black metal daggers were strapped to her body in various places, each had a blue gem embedded into the hilt. However these blue gems seem to glow an eerie blue green as her own orange gold magic glowed within it. It actually matched her own eyes almost perfectly. The only other visible weapon Aria had was the staff that lay by her side. It was a bit taller than she was made out of a dark grey blue wood that was hard as steel. At the top of the staff, twisted branches formed round a glowing blue gem in the center.
Today her own hair had been braided over a strip of thorny vines in it, so if someone grabbed the braid that hung over her shoulder they would get a rather nasty surprise. As she stretched she waited for the headmaster of the arch to show up. For he was to be her opponent. She ran over what she knew of him in her mind. He was a plant mage like her, a wind mage, and an ice mage….she could combat his plant magic with her own, his ice with her fire….and wind…well wind she needed to think on. That one would be interesting to combat. She really wasn’t one for doing showy displays of magic either, if she could get within combat range she might have a fairly good chance; plus she wasn’t going to go all out for this fight. While it would be nice to be her father’s champion, she wasn’t going to display the full range of her abilities either.
Aria laid her long staff down and began her stretches; going through each and every part of her body. She wanted to make sure she was warmed up. Aria was a striking figure, her armor was completely black bax leather. A black hood rested over her head, the leather designed to look like a large crow skull over her head; forming into black a black feather like pattern. It was attached to an intricate bolero jacket with a vine pattern imbedded into the hem. This vine pattern is also sewn into the hem of the hood and all of this is clasped by a dark black metal that was matted in color. Intricate pauldrons rest on her shoulders, each layer delicately pointed. The pauldrons themselves have the vine pattern embedded into the hems, but also an intricate drawing of many animals. Two blood red feathers are hanging from the top layer of her right pauldrons. These are buckled onto to the bolero jacket by the same black metal clasps. Two buckles in front and two in the back for either pauldron. A black leather corset covers her torso, its bax leather sewn in a patch work design. It was clasped in the front by the same black metal. A thin vine pattern etched into the hems of the corset as well. Her pants were also made out of this black leather, they had buckles all up either side of her legs. Her feet were covered by boots that just barely went over her knees in a point. Aria also wore leather bracers on her fore arms, decorated in the same pattern as her pauldrons and belt. They came out in points over her hand but flexible enough to move. These also had the clasps that could break if needed to. Aria also had a black leather chocker wrapped around her neck; it had a metal plate across her throat.
Her black metal daggers were strapped to her body in various places, each had a blue gem embedded into the hilt. However these blue gems seem to glow an eerie blue green as her own orange gold magic glowed within it. It actually matched her own eyes almost perfectly. The only other visible weapon Aria had was the staff that lay by her side. It was a bit taller than she was made out of a dark grey blue wood that was hard as steel. At the top of the staff, twisted branches formed round a glowing blue gem in the center.
Today her own hair had been braided over a strip of thorny vines in it, so if someone grabbed the braid that hung over her shoulder they would get a rather nasty surprise. As she stretched she waited for the headmaster of the arch to show up. For he was to be her opponent. She ran over what she knew of him in her mind. He was a plant mage like her, a wind mage, and an ice mage….she could combat his plant magic with her own, his ice with her fire….and wind…well wind she needed to think on. That one would be interesting to combat. She really wasn’t one for doing showy displays of magic either, if she could get within combat range she might have a fairly good chance; plus she wasn’t going to go all out for this fight. While it would be nice to be her father’s champion, she wasn’t going to display the full range of her abilities either.
