>>6289849<span class="mu-r">“ARCHMAGE TRIER!” She cries as a presence begins to materialize in the center of the polished platform, “<span class="mu-s">BEAR WITNESS TO THIS GORY GALA… AND THE BIRTH OF A NEW RACE OF PERFECT, UNDYING SOLDIERS! FORGED IN SANGUINE SORCERY… AND DEMONIC FLAMES!</span>”
A crack of lightning heralds the arrival of the conjurer’s champion in the center of your austere arena… and as the crackle of thunder and lightning fizzles away and Toppel’s breath turns heavy, your eyes meet with a pair of glowing red globes…
“<span class="mu-s">BEHOLD!</span>” She announces with a menacing cackle, “My bothersome brother Obber… now the perfect blend of strength and sorcery! A creature that needs no food, water, or sleep… merely the blood of its enemies!”
A pair of polished fangs glisten as the sorceress’ sibling sneers at you! No doubt about it, you think as you meet its fearsome gaze with one of your own, this thing has <span class="mu-i">power</span> behind it!
… Still oughta’ be easy though.
Anton blinks with the usual obliviousness illustrated in his expression. “... Did you make a vampire? That’s a vampire, right?”
Toppel frowns. “Pfft! ‘Vampire’... What kind of a droll name is that!? No, dear boy… this… is a <span class="mu-s">SANGUIPHAGE!</span>”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tsWtQ5SDQY8You crack your shoulders as your opponent does the same.
“The wager still stands, of course!” Toppel announces as she drifts lazily above the battlefield and Anton takes a seat in one of the corners, “No need to hold back, Dark Mistress… every blow is valuable data!”
With a snap of the witch’s fingers the two of you are off like a pair of fury-fueled fighter jets! No holding back… show them what a devil can do! HAIL TO THE QUEEN!</span>
>Roll me 1d100+2 (+10 Demonic Fury! -8 Sanguiphage Fury!) to draw first blood! Best of 3! 