The field where the students were referring to is about a 10 minute walk beyond the already distant and currently used football field. The football field looks more like a battlefield then a football field. In addition to looking abondoned, the once aluminum bleachers are now half-blasted and corroded due to time. The field is pocked with craters from miscallaneous blasts, and where there was once a small building (probably a concession stand) there is now only charred rubble. On the far side of the field, there is a large hole in the ground, and without further inspection, considering how far each of you are from the hole, you can't tell how deep, or if anything resides in there.
Each of the clubs set up camp as far from the others as possible, on the outside of the inner field. The major, well-known clubs you see are the High Mages Council, The Witches Guild, the Karate Club, and the Kendo Club. There are, however, individuals that look like they are ready to participate, but aren't set up in large groups.
Once each of the clubs get settled, a blond with a guitar case moves to the center of the field, opens up his case, and begins to fiddle with something inside. He pulls out a microphone and says in a stereotypical fight refs voice, with everyone able to hear despite the lack of speakers, "And good afternoon fellow classmates, welcome to this afternoons Club Brawl! Now don't-" He gets cut off by a short student with a laptop, that looks like he has a lit cigar in his mouth. After conversing for a few moments, he continues "My name, if you don't know it, is Christian Lajorn. And lucky for you guys, my friend here has just set up how exactly this turny here is going to work. Now, don't worry, you don't have to be in a club to participate. If you're just looking to make yourself known, get some girls, or guys, then come on down and register your name or group. Groups, however, will have the advantage, because they can send out any member they choose, instead of forced to send out somebody. But don't worry, guns are met with guns, so if someone sends out they're leader, you are more then welcome to do so.
So, the little guy begins typing on his computer, creates 3 holigrams of himself, and reps from the clubs and individual participants move in to put there names in.
J.K.- You manage to catch the sent of the group of students that had kidnapped Lugh's charge.