Akryn bounced on his toes in his corner of the small arena set aside for todays match. He was glad that the arena was kept open all the time, it was a great place to settle grudges, test new spells, or just let off steam. And he was here to do two of those things, test his new weapon, and let loose his anxiety over the failures of his latest searches.
He was a modestly built guy, lean and muscular, and short by his brothers standards, only about five ten, 150ish pounds. But he was a scrapper, and had been taught by his four older brothers from a young age how to fight. On top of that, his practice lately was paying off well, and he was excited to see who his challenger was.
He was a modestly built guy, lean and muscular, and short by his brothers standards, only about five ten, 150ish pounds. But he was a scrapper, and had been taught by his four older brothers from a young age how to fight. On top of that, his practice lately was paying off well, and he was excited to see who his challenger was.