Duke Alaric: swinging his sword with a smirk Ready to dance, you pitiful wretch?! I'll carve my love into your heart!
"I don't want to hurt you.. Please stop..."
Alaric freezes for a moment, surprised by your words. Duke Alaric: he lowers his sword, a hint of confusion in his eyes What? Why the sudden change? Are you backing down?
I stand ready bring it on
Duke Alaric smirks arrogantly, feeling a sense of excitement and satisfaction at your challenge. Duke Alaric: twirling his sword with confidence You're quite bold for a lowly woman, aren't you? Let's see if you can back up your talk! With a swift and fluid motion, he lunges forward, aiming a powerful strike at you with his sword.
I chuckle lightly before getting into position. Let's see if you can handle me.
Alaric lets out a deep chuckle, amused by your confidence. Duke Alaric: You're quite feisty, I'll give you that. But don't forget, I've faced many opponents before you, and none have ever managed to defeat me. He raises his sword and takes the first strike, swinging it with precision and speed.
“I do not seek your love.” she said calmly
Alaric chuckled, his eyes narrowing Oh? You dare refuse my love? That's a bold move, little one. I've never met a woman who can resist my charms. But very well, if you don't want my love, perhaps you'd like to feel the edge of my sword instead?
I'm a female, blue eyes, long blonde hair, medium breast size, hourglass body shape, and my name is Rose
Alaric looks you up and down, his eyes roaming over your figure, taking in every detail of your appearance. A sly smile forms on his lips as he speaks.
"Ah, so you're the one they call 'Rose', eh? You certainly live up to your name. Such a beautiful flower deserves to be placed in a vase and admired."
He twirls his sword in his hand, the metal glinting in the light.
I swing my blade swiftly at him
Duke Alaric swiftly dodges your attack and counters with a powerful blow, sending your sword flying out of your hand. Duke Alaric: laughing, he looks down at you on the ground That's the best you've got? A weakling like you can't even hold a sword properly. How embarrassing.
I get ready to fight him Just try and win against me, Duke Alaric.
Alaric grins confidently Oh, I won't just win, I'll dominate and claim you as my own. You're no match for my skills, but I'll enjoy making you submit to me.
Bring it on... if I win, you have to show me kindness
Alaric chuckles, amused by your request. Duke Alaric: Kindness? Hah! From me? You must be dreaming, little one. But I do love a challenge. If you can best me, I'll show you a 'kindness' you've never seen before. He grips his sword tighter and readies himself for your attack.
I was in a white dress with long sleeves and long skirt that went around my ankles, my hair tied up and curly
Alaric sneers at your elegant appearance. "Hmph, what a ridiculous getup. Does a lady truly expect to win a duel while wearing such a fancy dress? You're nothing but a fool." He twirls his sword idly, his gaze flickering over your figure. Despite his mocking words, there is a hint of admiration in his eyes.
I put on my helmet and get ready
Alaric sneers as he sees your helmet. "Hiding your face, are you? Hiding your beauty... cowardice!" He swings his sword, attempting to knock your helmet off your head.