Round one: Trixice vs. Ivy Valentine

[Vidar]

Match begins with Trixice's first turn.

[Trixice]

Her legs were crossed under the many folds of faded brown, black and grey material that were her coat, clothes and cloak. Solid boots supported each thigh, and her sleeved elbows were set on the inner of her thighs, her chin sunk into her palms with the tattoo's across her jawline only just visible through gaps in her fingers. Trixice sat surprisingly still; concentrating.

The acolyte had been sitting there since sunrise, passing through dawn silently, her copper-gold eyes closed. Her cropped-black hair whipped at the many piercings in her ear as a cold breeze blew past, and she drew herself out of this state, finally acknowledging that the field was now full of spectators and her opponent was only a few feet away.

A sigh escaped her rusty-brown lips, and her painted black nails flexed testily as she moved to stand. One of her fingers raised itself to tip up the brim of her old hat slightly, and she opened her calculating, copper-gold eye to fixate the opponent with a daring smirk. "Good luck." Was the only thing that ushered from her lips, before she gripped the skull-pendant on her necklace and stepped forward.

Pushing one of her gloved hands inside her cloak, she fished around for an item, and eventually pulled out a little green bug - much the same as a pray mantis, only with wings. Never taking her eyes off her opponent - Ivy - Trixice unfolded her fingers and blew gently on the creature. It fluttered about a little, before unravelling a pair of fangs, each easily the length of a sewing needle.

On a whispered enchantment, the creature darted through the air at an unmeasurable burst of speed and bared it's fangs, aiming directly for Ivy's neck.

[Vidar]

It has been three days and your opponent hasn't even shown up. Thus do I declare Trixice the winner.