The Serene Holds of Urzoa
Chapter 1: Unrest in Baromenes Part 1: A Gathering of Wanderers
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PART 1:
A GATHERING OF WANDERERS
Urileth's smile never faded as the situation suddenly escalated, her instincts kicked in. Billie's shadowy echo made its swing toward her, and Urileth's confidence only grew. She moved with incredible agility, sidestepping the attack effortlessly without ever looking at the echo. In a swift motion, Urileth brought her own blade up, swinging at the echo that stands behind her. The attack makes contact, severing the shadow and causing it to dissipate. The old elf trains her eyes on Billie. "You'll have to do better than that, my dear," Urileth sneered, her voice laced with superiority. "I've seen the tricks you wolf pups use. Any originality in that head of yours?"
In the stands, another gentleman that was sitting next to Mags chimed in. "10 silver says the ashen-haired one gets her arse kicked." He grunted with a snort. "Your mutt there might have a better chance, Urileth is a seasoned fighter."
Urileth was now on the offensive, quickly she closed the distance striking with her elvish blade aimed for Billie's own head. At the last moment, she changed trajectory and smacked Billie hard across the back with the flat side of her blade as she circled under Billie's guard and was now at her back. The tip of Urileth's blade was pressed upon the small of Billies back. "One," Urileth said as she went back into a defensive stance. "Your go." The old Elf said again.
Baromenes
5:40 pm
Wineday (Wednesday), 17th of Midsummer, 495 AC
SCENE INSTRUCTIONS
A bet has been offered and first blood drawn.