Moonman v2
Summary:
Build Focus: Uruk, Inner eye x3
With an exact and excruciating knowledge of the inner blueprint of the uruk I will reverse engineer life itself
It will take a While but I will do it
Also, I am going to the moon
Spells are implied to include creation ex nihilo and uruk are made from rocks, so once I figure everything out I should be able to terraform the moon
I am effectively ignoring fate's plans and the struggle between 0^0 and the other outsiders
+20a +20d
Patron:
YMRD
I am not particularly possessed by the idea that an outside arbiter determining the outcome of a game is any more fair or fun then cold and impersonal rules doing it
What I do believe is that when you enter a game of someone else's you should generally try to work with them, there is no wrong fun
It was very rude to not ask me though
The immortality and super human powers only barely make up for not asking me
Reincarnation:
Male
Halfbreed (-2a, -2d)
True love (x2)(-2a,-2d)
Untimeskip (x2)(-4d)
Extra mentor (x3)(3Free)
Dice fudge (Free)
Outer tide
It's half the fun
Father:
Uruk (+5a,+5d)
Race: Uruk/Drow
Officially unintentional
Drow is for the companion slot and agelessness
Languages:
Polylingual
Auburn (-1d)
All the good companions speak this
Sylphid (+mentor slot)(-2d)
Everman (-0)(+3d)(Untimeskip)
Everman is the most likely language to speak with other outsiders
We all know how many japanese teenagers end up in scenarios like this, can't rely on english
Tutor(Gwriel in everman)(-1d)
I am not learning northern because it still takes time, even if fated
Tutor(Dirk in everman)(-1d)
Location:
Dis (+1 mentor)
(21a,15d)
Inborn gifts:
Ethereal beauty (-1a)
With this and being a half breed I should almost pass as a Drakonid with a skin condition
Thoroughbreeding (-1a)
To strengthen my plebs
Last breath (-3a)
With a proper gas mask I and my offspring can live with almost no air at all
Which will be relavent on the moooooooooooonn
Cognitive speed (-2a)
Memory retention (-2a)
Mandatory
Intelligence (-2a)
Focus (-2a)
I assume these are all chemical, and don't change the actual mind
Noble inclination (-2a)
I will wind up leading many people at some point, and I need to farm for icon of icons
(-15a)
I am not taking magical intuition as I feel a conventional understanding of magic on the gods terms will only slow down my progress to use magic on it's own terms
One had spiritual feel and the icon of icons bonus of several countries backing him
If he didn't speak the godscript after all of that, is it even possible?
And if the goal of the gods is to teach people the meaning of the godscript, and spiritual feel could truly do that, or progress that, why wouldn't everyone have it?
I sincerely believe there is a limit to what you can achieve when acting on instinct, and that given this I should hope to use matirial means to advance my knowledge
Not specifically to ascend in one, but so I can do things others can't
Iron stomach is hypothetically useful for a lunar colony, but it's restrictions were too much
If you can't even eat wood, what's the point?
Auto antecendence(-5a)
Inner eye (x3)(-3a)
The data is limitless
With my x3 I want Total internal understanding
Seeing not just the condition of things inside me, but their nature
This obviously goes with uruk, but also the cultivation of godliness from Pukluxun
I will understand life and it's processes in a way deeper than any before me
Godhand (-1a)
Helps with healing, also has strong utility
Understanding this with inner eye would be a godsend
Devout signature (-1a)
If I am ever actually recognised as uruk this should give credence to the idea of my being completely different
Other then that it has social benefits
This may work with praying to myself, If I ever get that close to miniature godhood
(-10a)
Icon of Icons (-5a)
It scales, and that means everything
I need my int to scale if I want to terraform the moon
Kneeling twilight (-2a)
Given that I will need to spend alot of time in internal reflection studying the godscript within me, having an extra eight hours of improved research a night will be invaluable
(-7a)
Wereplague (x2)(+4a)
With internal understanding I should everntually be able to cure this
It is honestly prefered, with this I can sooner understand shapechanging
I pick badger as my animal of choice. enduring and sneaky
If I can replicate this with inner eye x3, All I need to do is change badger to something else and I can not only switch between being uruk and not uruk at will, but infect any uruk progeny I have
Assuming I don't have a better method of making people
Bitter sickness (+4a)
If anyone could find a cure, it would be me
Missing arm (+3a)
I'll get better
(+11a)
Total: 21-15-10-7+11
=0
Agelessness (Free)
Inhumanity (Free)(Build focus)
With inner eye x3 I will gather a full and precise knowledge of the divine blueprint within me
Notice that I am "Guided by instinct" to "Do it right", there is an independant magic at play here, guided by the internal blue print into the creation of more uruk
(0a remaining)
(15d)
Mentors:
Jdan ordo-dorian (0)
Dirk yesod (-5d)(Pucluxun, Jsilbert)(Untimeskip)
-Jsilbert(0)
-Pucluxun (0)
Good things to know immediately
Would have probably taken a while if not
One type of magic is trying to replicate the author by copying what they said, the other by copying how they act
They probably work together, even if only a little
Mlada (-2d)
I have a reading from the original god script written inside of me
Spako (-1d)(Dice fudge)
She provide invaluable help in locating the spells and tools I will need to build a working spacecraft
No help in learning the spells, but once I know what to do it shouldn't take long
Also will help with my drawbacks
Really just one of the best mentors for utility
Also I really like her, so she is getting dice fudge
Gwriel (-2d)
Synergieses well with icon of icons
I have plenty of time to save people or give to the poor, so I should be able to make progress
(-10)
Companions:
Blazhko (-1d) (Strokrad syn berheaka, arsak, Lyndis of the Doria, Leimeie, Zlata)(True love)
I was going to set him up as a second in command, but then I realized that genderswapping him was on the table.
I regret nothing don't bother asking me
Leimeie here is not for the obvious extra mentor cheese, but is to help her raise our many children
Yes this ends with me having multiple wives, I will figure it out
Kalliopa (-3d)(True love)
I like her
Given the outer tide, there is little to no chance she makes it directly to the throne
I am actually picking her because I like her
Dobrava (-1d)(Wild and wilder, To be at war, In my machine spirit)
Cute autist-sociopath
She gather several extremely valuable relics
She wins prominent battles in the Sierogrivian basin for the old throne
Then, a war hero, steals and claims a mech from a charlatan, with the
If she has the aptitude, she will use this to vie for some level of royalty with backing from the king
If not, she simply garners a high social and political standing
She is sent by Jdan as an ambassador for peace, where we will some day meet
(-5)
(0 remaining)
Events:
Things that shouldn't be (Jdan ordo-dorian)
Breaking and entering (Spako)
Upward spiral (Dirk)
Let the purgation begin (Mlada)
A daring rescue (Gwriel)
Ready aim thunder (Dobrava)
On the edge (Kalliopa)
Respawning point (Blahzko)
Remember the demon (Gwriel)
Death:
Me:Iotated lesser yus
Split in two
I WILL DO THIS INTENTIONALLY
Using my uruk type revival I will incarnate into two bodies, each with fewer inborn gifts then my current self
And because of fate, this cloning method is actually guaranteed to work
Dirk: Iotated greater yus
Jdan ordo dorian: Tsy
Whatever he's doing out there, it's probably for the best
Mlada: Shta+zhivete
A mentorly death, To help me apply my mastery of the creation of life to ressurecting the dead
Maybe it works, that is something other people can do?
And it's fated in a way similar to working, so if there is even a slight chance, it should do it
Gwriel: Glagoli
Unfortunate
Blahzko: Zelo+yee
Plot
Kalliopa Aureole: Lesser yus
Having two wives is the least bad version of your wife dying
No Idea how I will intentionally trigger this one but I will manage to make 2 wives out of it
Dobrava: Yat
Knowing her, this will somehow be to everyone's benefit
Youth:
Other:
Being that I won't actually be a child, this segment has little meaning
I will start my quest almost immediately
Quest:
Fundamentum:
Lunar empire
Gameplan:
I starts as an adult, proficient in magic and speaking everman
Because of my half drow blood and beauty, I hope to not look immediately urukish
I try to dress very noble-y and civil to further the gap
My main work will be a new school of life based spells based on the uruk blueprint, Ideally ending in clones and second lives
Things that shouldn't be (Jdan ordo-dorian)
We met, and discuss at length deep underneath the city
There will be no record of this
He leaves after about a month
Breaking and entering (Spako)
Spako is by far my most useful aide, knowing what can do what and who is where
Also, I like her, so I would like to keep her with me on my journey
Let the purgation begin (Mlada)
Develop a cure
I will be back when the disease inevitabley resurges for the events of others
Airship crash (Dirk)
He DOES know how to fix an airship, what are the odds?
A daring rescue (Gwriel)(Hexlands)
I am fully en nobled by the empire of light an dark
At this point I slow down on the encounters and spend a decade or so gathering a crew with spako and curing the sick
(Both a crew for the future moon expedition and for the airship)
By the end of this I should have cures to most diseases and have made a name for myself
If possible I get started on the creation of new life
Ready aim thunder (Kalliopa)
If one can be arranged, this will be a battle against the ecumene
If not the muddish will do
On the edge (Dobrava)
Dobrava (A war hero) was here to secure a peace deal, and to prevent an incoming war with the old throne
An unrelated assassin, sent by an internal group hoping to abuse the chaos is stopped by my and dobrava fighting together
Because of the assassination, the talks get delayed
I, through my good reputation and wit, offer to speak on the queens behalf, as I am fluent in auburn
Dobrava doesn't just fold, we give a well practiced and well thought out preformance together
The stooges don't notice and Kalliopas is 15
As far as any can tell, I have saved the realm from certain war, and opened a route to an alliance
Just as me and Jdan planned all those years ago
I ask for Kalliopas hand in marriage
At this point, with them being so deeply in my debt, with my being an invaluable diplomatic asset and with my already being a fairly popular noble, The choice is obvious
Dobrava brought with her a war machina, which I "Win" for the royal family
She however, being bound to it, till death, must also stay
What are the odds?
I think 14-15 is when most other outsiders will start to become really active, So I am consciously trying to get all the set events done before that
I assume this will end with almost every kingdom somehow influenced by an outsider
Also, I heal Iwnn
That isn't part of any plan, I just think the sick should be healed
Respawning point (Blahzko)
Blahzko respawns as a demon princess, using a cosmetic template that specifies gender and beauty
And is targeted by true love
I regret nothing, so don't ask
Remember the demon (Gwriel)
One last job
Now that I have an empire under most of my control, I will start using magic to call on the many expert smiths and enchanters I met along my journey
We start work on the project of a lifetime. To travel to the moon
With proper planning and a large budget, It should be done in 5-10 years
I will skip the details because no one reads them, but I gather several artefacts and terraform the moon with new life
Once I am done the moon will be a place of flowing rivers and fruit trees, a paradise
When my work is done I consider looking back to save the world from 0^0, but by then she has probably been slain and the eucumene is just another nation on the map
As for my nation beyond that
I am aware that the perfect environment will weaken my people, partially because of evolution and partially because the eldar gods hate fun
I will try to implement eugenic cultural policies first, propaganda about doing the right thing, about intelligence being sexually and romantically attractive, and about laziness giving you erectile disfunction
If those don't work out in 200~ years then I start a killing game of some sort, aiming for 0.5% of the weakest each year
Oh and, no direct worship of the elder gods
People should focus on the virtues around them, that they can emulate. Begging someone stronger the you to help rarely even works and overall only takes from the limited pool of their help
Notes:
I get the feeling you were actually considering lunar colonies when making this
Change log:
v2:
Adding 5d chess bullshit with jdan
Also changed dobrava's events
Life path considerabley changed, but with the same end of terraforming the moon
Also, made shorter
jnpl to ymrd
I like ymrd more, and keeping Spako the whole time is important to me
Dice fudge Spako
Both "Mentor events" changed
I am completely dropping the plot against dirk's life, mainly because it isn't worth the time
"remember the demon" is changed from spako to gwriel
Got a skyship, so I can get around quicker
Change shadow footwork (x2) to kneeling twilight (x2)
I'll send someone else first. I don't personally need shadow footwork
Added godhand, noble inclination and devout signature
v3:
Added more clarification for not taking spiritual feel
Added 7ish build interactions
Build interactions
Obviously you can ignore these and I encourage you to write over them if you have any better ideas
(or worse ones actually, a new perspective would be nice in and of itself
Context:
As an uruk with untimeskips I am going to be starting my healer-mage career earlier then others, so most of these imply I am more experienced
I get a skyship in an event and am assembling a team of npc's with it (To go to the moon)
Wherever a builds plans were not evidently clear I made something up
It's almost certainly inaccurate, but there's nothing else to do
(Occasionally this might even contradict something said about the build. Sorry I guess)
I could respond if you ask me questions
Vee dream librarian
On days of longer hours
When thinking fills my nights
Some Drifting feeling flowers
And mist does fill my sights
As sight again becomes me
A look and do I see
In deepest darkest midnight
A pixie in my dreams
Memory takes hold and I quickly unforget
The times we spoke, and I unwoke
Had found a friend re-met
But as the wake consumes me
My dreaming eyes can't see
The pixie friend forgotten
My gap in memory
Know speaking is a pleasure
When time gives time to spare
And Her sharing inken treasure
Has vanquished battles fair
Yet throughout my pain and hardship
My waking eyes can't see
A page lost from my readings
A pixie in my dreams
Don't you find it strange when you wake up with the answer to a problem you had been agonizing over all day?
(I loved the cyoa by the way)
Shirou
21 years in
On a quite standard voyage to attend this and that meeting, oversee the curing of wherever and to trade a number of whatsits, I overhear a very particular rumor
One about a local adventurer. A man who refuses all pay for his services and always stands to help those in need
Very interestingly, He is known for having the godhand, and for healing the sick with it almost indiscriminately, and for using an all-glimpse to actively seek out trouble
His physical description does not match any of the known lineages in this area with such abilities, nor does it match the description of any family worldwide
With some time to spare, I investigate
To some of my surprise, he greets me like a friend
He claims We have seen eachother before some 22 years ago
I am well aware of the related bullshit that people with bandages try to get information out of eachother, so I verify with inner eye x3
Being that he is an outsider, and being that he desperately needs training from someone in the field, I offer to take him with me, as an apprentice healer
If he accepts I teach him what I can during my remaining few years on this earth, and make sure to constantly needle him about his moral positions
Forcing him to make tough decisions, dragging him into debates and demanding from him what exactly it means to be a hero
If not I just leave him
Speedster spider
[10 years after start]
Nearing an end
The plaugues in dis are nearing an end, which given their use in fated plots, means they are temporarily leaving to try to wait me out
I have been in the buisness of curing plagues long enough to have an apporxximate timer for when they will return, and seeing nothing better to do, I have ventured to dis early, in hopes of catching whatever new strain appears off guard
With ~Weeks to spare, I spend time drinking, walking in flower gardens and generally enjoying the good will of people I have saved in the past
I am in the middle of a walk to one such flower garden when a white blur crashes into me
Darkness consumes my vision
I awaken in a roughly hewn bed with ribs like shattered glass
Lying there in wait, I note a lack of obstructions to my calling for help, and of facilities for my slight drool of blood
This isn't likely an assassination
After some time, I overhear a displeasing gibberish, with sharp intonations, slow gutteral sounds with high pitched responses
After the sounds have ceased, A meek creature with hairs as white as snow enters my room, and cleans away some of the blood begining to pool
She eventually notices my looking at her
She squeaks a set of profuse apologies, starting in gibberish and ending in everman
As she does I notice a cough
It's bloody
I've ran in to exactly the bastard I was looking for
Smiling, I tell her it's ok, and ask to see her parents
She hurrys off at a blinding, almost unbelievable speed for someone in her condition
When she does return, I non-chalontly ignore the apologies in everman from the woman with all the legs, and what I could only guess to be apologies in broken everman from the worksmen still in his armor
Insisting about her condition, they inform me that she has been consistantly sick for her entire life, and that the symptoms currently mistaken as a birth defect have never in any way stopped, alliviated or subsided
The exact sort of bullshit plot device that would keep me from actually curing her
"Fuck."
I spoke aloud, without much thought given to it, when, a second after I did the girls eyes light up
Gracefully passing her parents she crawls to my ears
As the first word of english leaves her mouth, I instinctually poke her and trigger inner eye
A flood of information flows in
An outsider, a dozen leg related gifts, eugenics, history of badgerdom and most notabley a familiar iteration of the bitter sickness
The same sickness I had had and cure around 5 years ago
As she shrinks back I turn to the parents and give them the good news, and almost get up to meet them before the agonising jab of my previously protective bones reminds me to stay
Over the coming weeks of magically recharged recovery I tell the outsider what little I know
She tells me her many stories of little importance while I wait. Run-ins with so and so, fightings with whosit, an improbably large traveling record earned through sprinting through time
Apparently her parents warned her I was going to demand her as a slave as recompense for my injury, an when I asked about her health they seriously worried about my odds of actually doing it
As I heal, true to the astral clock, the city is beset by plague, millions die etc etc
Although even as my work begins and ends, I continue to speak to the girl, both dragging her though art musuems and beings dragged to the finest attractions of nearby cities
Time comes for us all, and as was decieded long before My airship returns to scoop me from my unbecoming surroundings
I wouldn't bring a child on my quest, but stopping by again soon wouldn't go astray
The Jötunnsdrottninggen
I call her a granny baba creature many times and I don't feel like changing it
I sounds like something I would misremember anyway
[1 year in]
My adventure barely beginning, I have made a habit of raiding ruins filled with uruk, running in and out with buckets full of treasure
I am solely followed in this pursuit by spako, my spectral confidant, partially so she can guide me but mainly to keep me company
In one such ruin (One deep in a verdant forest), while my hands make ever present work tearing through forgotten houses for cutlery, or rings if I am lucky, I am startled to my feet by the sound of something walking behind me
I drop my buckets, and spako mimes as if she drops hers, before miming slowly kneeling to the floor and picking up her imagined silverware and rubbing off some of the dirt on her clothes
I am watching this display when I feel a hand on my back
I quickly draw a knife with my good hand and prepare in incantation while I stumble forward and around, as spako ceaselessly commits to the bit by pretending to trip over her dropped tools
As I turn and look I am met with jarringly aware eyes surrounded by moss
Gazing into them, I see none of the usual familiarity I am shown by uruk, nor the hate from wandering monsters
I try my luck with words, And I hear a cackled response
The creature starts some monologue about how I shouldn't be in the caves this late at night, how dangerous uruk lie here etc etc
I ask what it is and it claims to be an uruk
Being that claim as it may, I have no need for trust
I walk forward and poke the creature with my eyes closed
It opens it's mouth as though to eat my arm and so I shove it into the mouth further
As my skin makes contact, a rush on information flows and I learn of the claims previously made
This creature is not just a fellow uruk, but a fellow outsider
I call them a bitch, and while the hesitate I yank my arm out of their mouth
(I know damn well they would have bit the moment I started pulling out)
(It was actually a metal frame of an arm with flesh grown over it, but I didn't want to spoil that to anyone just yet)
After some minutes of scolding and elaborate cajoling about me putting my arm back in it's mouth, we begin to actually discuss our pasts and futures
We were effectively unified in a goal to modify the uruk, but where I was to lift them into the shape of regular man and harness their potential for the revival of souls, she was hoping to make more of them, and make them slightly worse
We share some notes on uruk physiology, most of hers is practical experience but I'm grateful to hear it.
As we did this, spako, bored and waiting, begins to chime in, and after a second, a familiar gleam in her eyes tells me she has thought of something
She questions the baba, about her life, her creations, her tail and form
Now dear reader, while I would love to share the statements spoke next, the intricate spiritual damage that could be done by replicating such a feat overwhelms me with fear
Me and my mentor swore on that day to take this secret to the grave and to never again let such a weapon be used against sapients
But as the crisp words rang out, the fire stopped flickering, the trees stopped swaying and the moon dimmed it's glow
Everything in the world stood silent for a moment
Until we hear a slight his from the teapot, then, as tension fades the leaves began rhythmically rustling and the fire waxed and waned with an uneven tempo
The creature, the granny baba looks up, and not an inch of her flesh was free from redness. then came the boils, bubbling from her stomach as she stared
Before she could open her mouth boils began popping and screaming curses flung out of them
The baba starts moving toward me as I try to rest my arm on spako for support
We are, ofcourse, giggling profusely
Fazing to the ground, I tumble, still laughing
As the baba nears me, even as I know what is soon to happen, I can't stop myself
I stumble into what should be a run, with my mentor attempting pointlessly to drag me towarn the earthen path we came on
As the baba moves forward she opens her mouth and the bubbling intensifies
Slowly, but surely, despite the cries being let out, she begins to float off the ground
A chase ensues, but I haven't much to say of it, It was an ugly thing, with me tripping over me own feet and the baba throwing herself from treetop to treetop
Eventually I do escape, making it far enough into civilisation to find men on watch, but I can never walk those mountains again without feeling a pair of unfriendly eyes watching me
I still occasionally chuckle and the joke which must not be retold
Also, All my pies keep getting stolen. I have tried baking multiple at once in locations across the world so I think it's multiple people doing it
Aurum Arc the Golden Finger
[25 years]
I wake to an unfortunate happenstance
I am being sued
Being that less then one percent of the world writes and most of them do it badly, it is extremely rare to see commoners actively adressing technicalities or the written law
The charges?
A list so long it boggles the mind
Severe badger endangerment, unwanted pastry perusement, skyship parking violations
Every slight that could possibly be charged and several that cannot
Protesters are becoming an unusually common sight, and the slightest torture reveals that they are being paid by an as of yet unidentified source
A new type of war has broken out across the dorian continent, a war over capital, It's soldiers numerous and it's collateral indiscriminate
I can only hope a few random executions might stall the violence
Unnotable Lich
[At some point]
IT WAS ME BARRY!
BROKE INTO YOUR HOME AND METASTACISED YOUR MOTHER!
AS IF SUCH A THING WOULD RANDOMLY OCCUR!
All this time you never knew, You wondered how it could have gone differently, Well the choice was never yours to make
I CLONED YOUR MOTHER SO I COULD WATCH YOU CRY
Moonman
I love that guy
Demonic Nightmare Maker
This one isn't very good, so I reccomend you skip it
[23 years in]
On a repeat visit to the city of eternal plague dis, I begin to hear rumors of a number of strange happenings in deeper parts of the slums
Missing people, monster sightings and, worst of all, disturbances in peoples dreams
As a custodian of the collective unconscious, I prepare an investigation force, and being a man with more money the courage, I gather one in the low hundreds
Mercenaries stalking the quiet night quickly reveal the rumors were founded on the upmost logic, and corpses of an ever increasing and twisted perversion show up More and more frequently as the first nights go on, but after just over a week, they stop almost entirely
Monster hunts usually go one of two ways, destruction of a nest, or destruction of a habitat. there is very little use in killing a monster when another could walk back into its spot and restart the nightmare over again
Being this as it may, it is fairly common knowledge to track a thing to its source or consider your work incomplete
In this lull of monster activity, Striking the nest needs to be done suddenly and without any means of failure
Meaning The commanding officer actually needs to attend
Regrettably, I find myself floating softly in a pristine down a sewer with Dobrava (My [STRONGEST] soldier), but before the dread of the smell can even fully set, we notice a maintenance door pried open. Nothing good ever prys a door off it's hinges, so I begin sending magical illusions ahead of us, and casting detection spells, but the eerie silence continues to mock me for my caution
When we approach the maintenance doorway, I notice a clear, long strand of white hair glued to break above it, along with some tattered cloth
Although something deep in my heart tells me not to worry about it, and I quickly move on
My eyes drift seamlessly, never seeming to touch the walls or floor, until we arrive at something of a main chamber. ther we see a cruel and unusual display, a human head, of whiter hair then the irrelevant strand when we came in, has been split open in more ways then one can count
As I am examining her, dobrava taps my shoulder, and points to a wall
My eyes glaze over the apparent lack of anything meaningful on the wall, but she motions me again
On a deeper inspection, I note a profound difficulty in focusing on the wall
An extremely unnatural difficulty
Examining the not!corpse with greater means of magic reveals her to be an outsider, one rendered into a state just shy of death in the cruellest way possible
Metal rods protrude from the skull in a way similar to ecumene computers, and sigils carved across the body clearly imply some form on involentary magic
We call for deamon hunt magistrates while dobrava begins to record
Rip, unknown magic woman
Bonus round:
Flaggelent gambler:
Sauromat enters a battle
Trillions of destinies are at stake
He is fighting over an extremely large rock
His opponent is cheating, his fate is clearly augmented!
Sauromat gets the shit kicked out of him, our protagonist is in BIG trouble
SRTR loses faith
"The hero who keeps winning, doesn't exist"
Suddenly, Sauromat gets alot more attractive
Ahem
Undoes bandage
"Bleeding heart Gesture"
Close up of his face, nose bleeding and eyes dilated
Cut to his opponent turning into a red fine mist
"You are...
...Big liar"
A dark silhouette appears in the distance, Like really far in the distance
"Sauromat is... A gambler"
All of this was merely a trick to bait another opponent into a battle
Sauromat enters a battle