B4T5R Profile: TrentonName: Jacob Highland aka TrentonAge: 22Height: 5'8 (~173cm)Weight: 130lbs (~59kg)Race: Demigod (half-human, half forest/mountain god) Intelligence: Below averageDistinguishing marks: Covered in scars, the majority of which are focused on his neck and arms; missing his right eye. Glass replacement is discolored and mostly white.Clothing, etc: Nothing impressive. Wears normal, modern clothing and prefers to keep most of his body covered. Has no fashion sense so is generally plain-looking.Special skills: Near-immortality (details to follow), some control over preexisting vegetation, the ability to see spirits/ghosts, can function
B4T5R Final Round Before Trenton could fully understand why his former friend had suddenly become a glowing, laser-shooting avatar of destruction, the world spun and collapsed around them. Pulled backwards by what felt like a firey hand around the inside of his throat, he hit the snow and saw Edge's glowing figure dissolve into the surroundings as the mountains of Stratus caved in. In fact, it wasn't just the mountains. Every tree, every rock, every pile of snow began to fall in on itself and break apart like someone or something was disassembling it; packing it away for another day. As the ground below him followed suit, everything went black. It wasn't
B4T5R vs Antigone The blizzard obscured the mountains of Stratus, making navigation difficult. Free from Scorch's deserts, Antigone found herself relishing the frigid air she had become used to. In the distance, she could see a faint orange light, as if a tall fire were burning in the midst of the snow. She could think of no one who would be out in such a blizzard, let alone attempting to camp in one. Even the natives of Stratus would be huddled deep within their homes, caring for those who had fallen ill from the toxic smoke and ash that drifted in from Scorch. Hesitant, she neared the source of the fire only to realize that what had been mistaken for a b
B4T5R vs Naamah The impact of the falling island sent a shockwave across the five realms and decimated nearly half of Scorch's territory. Dust and ash obscured the sun and thickened the air, forcing Naamah and Verdance to land on a rocky outcrop near one of Cypress' islands. In the distance she could make out thin trees growing on the nearby island, swaying in a nonexistent breeze. Naamah placed her trident and shield at her feet and sat, collecting her thoughts. After leaving Animi with the natives of Abyss, she had left in search of her teammates. If this tournament allowed the sabotage of matches, there should be no problem with the retrieval of her ca
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