Galactic Tournament round 1

[Avenix Wulfsorrow]

Sebastion entered the arena remember his past as a gladiator. It was weird, but he missed the roar of the crowds, the thrill of the fight, combat every day of his night. Sebastion grabbed the dirt getting a feel for it, this place was familiar, it had been his home for awhile. He stood up, rallying the crowd on his side and stared at the door of his opponent waiting for him to come out, hoping he would.

[member=Coric Adromak] [member=Darth Morgoth]