The Games of Saberhaven
Drowkla vs. Jescansss
        The gates open on two vicious opponents. Drowkla is a dark elf priestess of Lolth and is also a skilled warrior. She stands in the North corner, clad in unpolished mail, with a buckler strapped on her left arm and a cloak flowing over her shoulders. Sheathed at her sides are a shortsword and dagger. Drowkla seems quite confident of her ability to defeat her opponent today.
       At the South door is Jescansss, a Tiefling bard. This enigmatic minstrel is known to be skilled with enchantments as well as fighting with a longsword in each hand, but Drowkla's powerful will and sturdy chainmail are expected to be formidable opposition. Today Jescansss steps into the ring bathed in green flame but otherwise unarmored; a cloak shrouds most of the Tiefling's figure.
       Jescansss begins even as the announcements are being made, gesturing with a finger in Drowkla's direction; but whatever spell is attempted seems to have no effect. Drowkla, in response, strides forward with an unhurried pace. Just as the announcements are completed, she mutters a prayer and waves toward Jescansss. At the other end of the arena, the Tiefling looks briefly startled, looking around at the audience. The bard mutters something unheard over the crowd noise, then begins to stalk toward the center of the ring. After a few feet, the Tiefling breaks into a small smile, then once again extends a finger towards Drowkla and utters a mystic syllable. This time, eight flashes of light speed their way toward the drow, striking her with visible effect. Nevertheless, Drowkla merely mutters a curse and draws her sword and dagger.
       Jescansss sees the priestess' intent and apparently decides to avoid direct confrontation. With a flash of light and a cloud of smoke, the bard promptly disappears from view. Drowkla, however, is unswerved and apparently unaffected, as she charges directly at the unseen Tiefling and lands vicious blows with both dagger and shortsword. Green flame travels up Drowkla's wrists and forearms apparently from nowhere, and the elf hisses in pain at the burns, but the fire does not catch. She attacks again, jabbing with both weapons and apparently once more making contact, as this time she grins even despite the flames licking around her arms and hands. Suddenly, the Tiefling reappears, only in time to slump to the ground, holding two longswords but bleeding profusely from the hip, chest, shoulder, and thigh. Jescansss motions as if to speak, but cannot hold onto consciousness. Drowkla turns her back on the defeated bard and strides past the clerics out of the arena.
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