Role

Chapter 7

A sudden flash in the sky drew Arrnas attention from Zalenne and up towards
the stars. The constellation of the incarnadine spiral were shining bright,
and merely a moment after the hammer and anvil lit up as well. It is time
Zalenne, Arnna said and hurled herself back up on her feet. Zalenne nodded
and slid up on her feet with feline elegancy. Suddenly bright flames
surrounded them both and they found themselves together with lord Thror and
lady Iunna, standing in the mountains, overlooking the barren wastelands
named the wastes of noveil.

Suddenly flames began to flicker midair and the form of Ghrummin the
drillmaster took shape. A fearsome dwarf to lay your eyes on, covered from
top to toe in heavy armors covered with long bloodstained spikes and two
heavy hammers in his belt and a spear on his back.

Arrna and Zalenne barely got time to greet their lady before the insults
started hailing back and forth between the three woman and the two men.
Finally the rules were explained to the even, even though the two dwarves
seemed to prefer to use words over actions. They were now to compete all
against each other. Not as it was first planned, Zalenne and Arrna versus
Hudralon and Ghrummin. Though only Ghrummin wouldnt have been much of a
match for Arrna and Zalenne as they had prepared for the battle very
carefully ever since the day it was planned. Years of training and gathering
of preparations.

The two unlikely sisters looked at each other as the rules were explained,
and gave each other a hug and a quick nod. It would end up with one of them
dead eventually, but that is the way of the war.

The first part of the tournament was that Ghrummin would face Zalenne and
Arrna at the same time. Though all three of them were to begin in different
part of the desert, a desert filled with traps and strange creatures,
aggressive to anyone trying to cross the vast land.