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(Riion, as in the guy we wanted to kill in your guild? Why don't you start this one out?)

(You should start the roleplay. Make the first post)

"Busy schedule?" Kamiss asked, sitting in the windowsill Riion just abandoned. "I share your feelings. Especially the party one. Those are always awkward, aren't they?" Kamiss leapt into the room. Of what could be seen, he was wearing traditional traveling clothes in black, but he was mostly covered with a black cloak. He nodded to Rion, striding past him. "Better hurry to the grounds."

"My name's Raven. Kamiss Raven." He nodded to Riion, then turned a corner and set down the hall and a quick pace. His fingers itched in his bracers, and he smiled, looking forward to the test. He went to his room, putting on a black mask that covered half his face. Kamiss slung a bow and quiver over his shoulder, then clasped the brooch of a cloak around his neck. He grabbed his sword belt, which he buckled around his waist and legs, and slid two swords into the scabbards on each side. He leapt out the window, sliding down the side of the castle, and grabbed the edge of the roof. Kamiss hung for a moment, many meters above the ground, before pushing off with a grunt. He pulled himself backwards, completing a full circle before landing on the ground, his hand and one knee resting on the soft earth. He stood up and walked quickly towards the training area.

(Listen, in this roleplay Kamiss is the all-powerful guy. So I'm going to godmode. Once you leave this roleplay, Riion--or any character you use, like Zero--is just as strong or stronger.)

Kamiss walked into the area, nodding at Riion and surveying his trident. "OK, how do you want to start? I can come in at you in my human form, or my Dark form. I'd normally just attack like this, but I figure you will be a worthy opponent and should choose."

Kamiss chuckled and he flew forward suddenly, his skin turning blacker than the night and bulging, hardening to an armorlike substance. He raised a hand that became a claw, slashing hard at Riion. His tail, suddenly sprouted, whipped around at Riion's legs at the same moment, and wings burst from Kamiss' back.

Kamiss caught the trident on his forearm, drawing a line of blood from his diamond-hard skin. "Nice weapon." He said, walking plainly onto the field of ice. He had no doubts that he could keep his balance; but he also knew that moving too quickly would slide him across the slick surface. He brought his sword to bear. "Show me what you're made of!" He yelled, running forward to attack.

Kamiss dropped his sword point-first, where they broke the ice's surface. He grabbed the trident on each side, in between the outside prongs and the middle prong, so that he was holding the ba that joined them. He threw it to the side, but Riion's grip was strong and Kamiss' opponent kept his weapon with him. Kamiss pulled his own sword from the ice and charged with a wild shout.