Charon Lloyd-Roberts

After the new information had been sent out and everyone knew what was going on, Onmvar and Herilda went back to working but what happened next surprised them the most unlikely person to walk through their doors did, Jevlei Onmvar looked up __hat brings you here?_ Jevlei simply shrugged __ want to become a trainer._ he announced what!? __ho are you and what have you done with the real Jevlei!_ Herilda shouted __ am being serious._ but Onmvar and Herilda were not taking this whole thing seriously at all.

Ingra just kept a straight face he hoped Vilenthe was joking. __nyway._ Ingra tried to bring the topic full circle

So no get out of jail free card huh?_ Ingra doesn't say a word I hear groaning behind me it's Tria she slowly gets up __ow did we get here?!_ Tria tries to keep her voice calm

Basically what Ingra is saying is trust him he knows what to do despite us probably dying soon._ Tria chimed in __ight..._ Pantiel replied

Yeah no shit, try asking random people about a bird owned by someone you don't know!_ Javal countered __ell still you got it!_ Javal acknowledged this with a small grin __ow what?_ Javal asked Ingra scratched his head __eah...Well Dilmore suggested the idea....Not me.

Who are you after?___he snarky asshole one.___ould you be a little more specific.___he one who has a staff and throws their toys out of the pram that one.___oh.___eah.

Upon seeing the third and final table I realized that most of the people listed would most likely be dead, or come out of these qualifying races with severed limbs of as Revaarn liked to say 'Loose a limb no problem, it'll be amputated and replaced with a robotic one.

So what have I missed._ Ingra asked Javal __ot much but hey I managed to reach your friend in Islette so all's good._ Javal sounded nervous but why would he be nervous?

Agres look!_ Tria pointed Agres looked around __ery clever...._ cheeky bastard Tria and Agres now found themselves back on a mountain top oh on not again

Agres!_ she hissed again even louder this time __HAT!_ Tria smiled __h good you are alive.

And Tria this is Vilenthe._ Tria just stares before collapsing onto the floor Ingra looks down __he'll be fine._ Vilenthe scowls __he has seen me before. Many years ago before I was selected for the 11th Tournament, she must've forgotten about that but we have met before.

So nice to be stuck up here again, wouldn't you agree Agres._ __ot really no._ Agres replied __ay three is it_ Agres nodded they where huddled up behind a rock as the cold wind blew around their small fire __ didn't really miss being stuck up here did you?_ __ bet Tria, you'd rather be stuck in a swamp again wouldn't you?___ctually I'd gladly take being stuck in a swamp over being stranded on a cold mountain any day. You hear that Dilmore!

It took us a stupid amount of time but we did it.

And Dilmore seems to be ignoring us again._ Tria says

This doesn't feel right Agres..._ Tria whispered __onsense!_ Agres replied.

Welp I'm fucked, how am I meant to do that?! __ilmore?

Tria finally slumped to the ground __ swear I'm sick of falling into pits and swamps..._ __ey, upside is you're not dead yet so win win._ Ingra said cheerfully.

Keep still!_ Tria was parsistantly kicking back and it seemed to be working __w!_ __ou three are a resistant bunch aren't you..._ The man said angrily __o really how long did it take you to work that out._ Agres replied sarcastically