(One week later.)
“Ladies, gentlemen, and genderless creatures! Welcome back to witness our final match of the CR 1 edition of the Tournament of Champions! This highly anticipated match features the best of the Neutral Good forces against the best of the Chaotic Neutral forces.”
Making his way into the arena and starting at position 115N60E, this combatant measures 7 feet 1 inch tall and weighs 265 pounds. He has an impressive record of five wins, one loss, and zero draws. His last victory was over Lawful Evil’s duergar. Representing the forces of Neutral Good, please welcome the half-giant Huuuuuujarrrrrrrrrrrrlk!”
Hujarlk enters to the cheers of the Neutral Good faction of the audience. He wears scale mail and has an unusually big javelin strapped to his side. He holds an unusually big great sword in his two powerful hands.
“And now making his way into the arena and starting at position 60N115E, this combatant measures 3 feet tall and weighs 40 pounds. He has a record of three wins, one loss, and zero draws. His last victory was over Lawful Good’s zenythri. Representing the forces of Chaotic Neutral, please welcome the feral slasher Feeeeeeeerrrrrrrrris!”
The hoots and hollers of the Chaotic Neutral faction spur on Ferris as he enters. The weirdest thing about this small hyena isn’t the abnormally puffy, crazy fur or the wild look in its eyes, or even the fierce razor-sharp teeth, it’s the fact that Ferris walks upright. In preparation, Ferris scarfs down a couple of rat-dogs he bought at the Shearing Pen to give him a quick energy boost, then straps on a multi-colored band with a single feather to his head.
Psybo communicates telepathically to the two combatants. “This is it, guys. I expect it to be quick and bloody. Neutral Good will have initiative unless he states otherwise. Now go at it!”
“Cue the music. Lets get ready to rumbuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuull!”
