Wrisciry
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The fight of Wrisciry (Ris-er-ee) happens once every 300 years in the arena of Welrinin (Well-rin-in) in the land of Plarantoas (Ple-ren-toe-uh). Traditionally, 2 male opponents go head to head in 5 different tasks over the course of 4 months.
The first task is you must tame a Rieplone (Rey-plone-ay), a large wolf-like creature with a long snout and rigid tail that resembles that of a stegosaurus but without the plates. It will kill anything it sees, so taming one takes incredible stealth and patience.
The second task is quite peculiar. You must kill a citizen of Plarantoas and keep their identity completely hidden and if you fail to, you are given the penalty of getting whipped for a solid hour by the people who found out who you killed. The more people, the more pain.
The third task is you must travel to the tip of the mountain Sentoral (Sen-toe-ruhl) and retrieve exactly 3 drops of Fielo (fay-low) from the tree of Fieloa (fay-low-uh) and bring it back to Plarantoas safely.
The fourth task is you must gain the trust of a Clorail (Klo-ray-uhl) and when you do, it will let you into its cave and you must find one of its precious Clos (Klose) without it noticing or it will kill you, and return it to Plarantoas.
The fifth and final task is you must compete in the Fight of Wrisciry. A battle between the two opponents where you are each only given one of the same weapon and you are put into the Arena of Welrinin to fight till the death. If you forfeit you are the Redidon (Reh-die-don) and you are forever addressed as this. It's is the most lowly and disrepected title of all. However, if you win on account of the other forfeiting or you kill them, you are the Liroinen (Lie-roy-nen). This is the most respected and desired title.
Ren Soulthar and Felroy Resaii are the two opponents chosen. You are chosen by being observed through your life until you come to the age of 17 and are then decided to be worthy of competing.
Will they make it?
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