by Erin Stella on August 28th, 2013, 6:36 pm
The Fighting Pit was far too lard, and it smelled too. The people were obnoxious and disgusting. As Erin made her way through the crowd of them she literally had to tiptoe around them in order to make sure she didn't accidentally touch one. Krae hadn't told her it would be like this, of course, he hadn't really told her much of anything at all. He was simply one of the many people she had approached on the street the night before, inquiring if they had need of magical services. Unlike all the others, he claimed that he did. He told her he was some kind of fight promoter, scribbled down directions to this pit and promised her gold if she could fight and win; and now here she was. Besides, even if she couldn't get any money the whole reason she came out here was to hone her skills, this sounded like a perfect opportunity.
As she broke out of the crowd and into the ring she took a moment to brush herself off, she felt as though she were already covered in grime. Then she turned up to face the other man standing in the ring with her. Her face was momentarily crossed with a mix of surprise, disgust, and disappointment. She turned to no particular spot in the audience, "This is who you want me to fight? Really?," she let out a brief sigh, "Whatever." She turned back to him. "My name is Erin Stell, of house Stella, I suggest you just surrender right now." She talked with her more formal, upper-class tone of voice. In truth, she had never actually been in a fight in her life, only training duels but how different could they be, right?
"Everything is invincible...until it dies."