Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20160220212517/@comment-26210095-20160221010401

Azruben gives a dark grin. "That shall prove to be a fatal mistake."

People begin to make a circle around them. A few make bets on who will win, almost all against her.

He draws his blade, a thin but strong weapon. It is designed to be as sharp and as light as a rapier, but have enough weight to block and parry another sword.

Azruben speaks the ritual words before starting a duel. "This is thy last chance for you to save yourself. I accept this challenge. Defend yourself!"

He begins circling around her with his blade in hand, waiting for her move.