Craton
01-30-09, 07:14 AM
Craton had never seen a place like it before, the citadel, the most famous duelling arena there is. Craton has heard many fantastic stories about this place, but has never actually seen the place himself, he enters the main gate cautiously unsure of what it is that he needs to do to get a fight, and as usual when fighters see him they chuckle to themselves about his choice of weapons…4 swords is laughable to most people, but Craton knows how to use them.
After a little while of wandering around for a while ignoring the snickers, one of the people who work at the citadel approached him, “is there anything I can help you with?” the young man asks, “how do I get a fight? I’ve never been here before.” Craton asks, he is slightly embarrassed about his lack of knowledge of this place, “Do you have any preferences of the field or opponent?” the man asks. “No anything is fine to me.” Craton responds, so the man leads him to an open field.
The field was a large open expanse of land with no obvious ends or details, the door he had come through to get here has already disappeared, all there was to do was to wait.
After a little while of wandering around for a while ignoring the snickers, one of the people who work at the citadel approached him, “is there anything I can help you with?” the young man asks, “how do I get a fight? I’ve never been here before.” Craton asks, he is slightly embarrassed about his lack of knowledge of this place, “Do you have any preferences of the field or opponent?” the man asks. “No anything is fine to me.” Craton responds, so the man leads him to an open field.
The field was a large open expanse of land with no obvious ends or details, the door he had come through to get here has already disappeared, all there was to do was to wait.