Zenkoh's Adventure

Chapter 3

Upon arriving in Havenheights they noticed it was a fairly small village with the exception of what appeared to be a large arena in the distance.

Maria: Well, I guess it's in our best interest to see what we can find out about where those weapons were supposed to be handed off. Also can you try not to get hurt this time Zenkoh.

Zenkoh: What? You're acting like I get hurt all the time.

Maria just gives Zenkoh a blank look.

Zenkoh: Fine, I'll try my best to not get hurt.

Maria just sighs and shakes her head before pointing to a building across from them.

Maria: That's probably the best I'm going to get from you. Let's meet back up at the tavern there in a few hours and discuss what we know at that point.

Zenkoh looks to where she is pointing and sees the tavern sign that says The Bitter River.

Zenkoh: Sounds good to me. Oh, and before I forget, since I don't need it anymore you might as well hold onto it.

As she says this Zenkoh pulls out her old heater shield and gives it to Maria.

Zenkoh: Just in case.

Maria nods before taking it and heading into the crowd.

Zenkoh looks around trying to determine which direction to search in first when she notices what looks to be a notice board near the tavern. Searching it over she sees the standard jobs one would expect, until she comes across an announcement of a tournament that is going to be held today in the arena. Reading further she sees that anyone is allowed to sign up and it even shows a list of some of the current entrants. Seeing one name in particular causes her to smirk.

Zenkoh: I guess I should check the arena out.

After getting lost and startling a few people asking for directions Zenkoh manages to finally make it to the arena. It is a huge oval-shaped arena, which definitely seems kind of weird for such a small village to have something like this, but after a few seconds of thought she disregarded the oddness of it.

Making her way through the entrance she found what she assumed to be the sign up table, standing behind it was a ratfolk male with light brown fur. Upon making her way over she clears her throat causing the ratfolk to look at her, his eyes widened and his body stiffened but after a minute of nothing happening he realized the gnoll in front of him wasn't attacking him.

Zenkoh: Zenkoh Deadfang, I'm here for the tournament. Sign up is still available right?

The ratfolk slowly nodded his head before writing her name down. He then shakily pointed to a doorway.

Ratfolk: Go through there and into the last door on the right, you'll be notified when you're up.

Doing as instructed she made her way to the waiting area. While she had been at the table she had seen that the prize for winning the tournament was a full set of platemail, something she had no way of affording normally so this would be her best chance at getting some. After what felt like hours the ratfolk from earlier peeked his head in the doorway.

Ratfolk: You're up.

Zenkoh nodded and followed him out to where the fight was to be held. Once there she saw her opponent was a female 7'5" tan furred minotaur with a greatsword. Zenkoh readied her longsword and tower shield and locked eyes with her opponent.

At the sound of a bell the minotaur launched into a vertical swing while Zenkoh braced her shield to absorb the impact with a resounding clang that rang out before countering with a thrust that the minotaur sidestepped before attempting a thrust of their own that Zenkoh deflected to the side before backing up to give herself some breathing room.