Fandom Chivalry of a Failed Knight IC

[Field Marshall]

"You can call me Kou." Raikou answered. This man just folded, he's not thinking with the correct head. Raikou thought to himself. "I'm heading off to an inn to gets me sleep before the tournament. Nice talking to you two." Raikou promptly got up from his seat and began to make his way out of the bar.

ChazGhost xAlter Xel (most likely will time skip in my next post.)

 

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Leanne looked at the retreating form of Raikou as he walked away. Confused as to everything that just happened, Leanne loosened her grip on Kevin's arm and sighed. "He seemed... odd. Coming from me that's something..." Looking back towards Kevin she smiled. "Shall we get ready for the tournament, Darling?~"

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[Field Marshall]

The first match of the first preliminary round had already begun. The tournament's opening ceremony was short, sweet, and to the point. Those in the bar yesterday would recognize the old man in Roman army armor who introduced himself as the Host of this tournament. A little behind him many would notice another in Roman army armor but his face was concealed by his helmet, many rumor him to be the mysterious Imperator. Gaius Octavius made a worthy note to prohibit fighting outside of the assigned matches and arena, with the consequence of disqualification from the tournament. He explained the brackets and the match ups.
(The way the seeds appear on the brackets, the number of the match will match the order of the seeds for the next round)

1. 1
2. 16
3. 8
4. 9
5. 3
6. 14
7. 6
8. 11
9. 4
10. 13
11. 5
12. 12
13. 7
14. 10
15. 15
16. 2

Kevin as called for the 15th match, Leanne for the 10th, Silano for the 8th, and Raikou for the 4th match.

Raikou had made sure to get a good night's rest and a good morning's meditation to prepare himself for his match. He was currently warming up back arena around some of the other Blazers who's matches are coming up. As he did this he did watch the match going on out in the arena. Raikou is the fourth match and if he wins here he goes on to the face the 9th seed.

It was a man in Roman armor who's device appeared to be two armored gauntlets that covered from his fingers to his elbow. He was currently on the defensive parrying with the gauntlets against a man in just a simple robe who wielded a sword as his device. The man in armor didn't take a step back until the swordsman crept in a delivered a very committed blow. The match was then pretty much over. The man in armor to a step back and then suddenly he was gone the sand rising where he once was. Then he was behind the swordsman, his hands clasped around the swords man's waist. The man in armor proceeded to suplex the swordsman's who on impact caused a column of sand to rise into the air. When the dust cleared the man in armor stood as the victor. He deactivated his device and raised his hands to crowd who cheered. Two arena workers came and dragged out the loser. "BARTOLETTI VICTOR!!!!!!!!!" Yelled Gaius Octavius. Bartoletti exited the arena as the next match was called. His victory was bound to be short lived being he has the 1st seed next round.

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