The Admiralty
The Arena buzzed with anticipation for the coming duel, it was not often that such things happened in the Empire. At least not officially. Bets were placed in high hopes to earn a fortune, it was glorious. At least for some. Garoth on the other hand was slightly bored, when he had heard that the Emperor himself was hosting a Tournament to decide upon who would be his next Hand, he had decided to leave the Citadel on Korriban to participate in said Tournament.
But Garoth did not expect it to take this long, three hours already. For three hours he had been waiting until the horrendous ceremonies, which were held in honor of the Emperor, were finally over. Faintly he could hear the trumpets signing the call for the upcoming battle. It seemed as if the long procession was over, finally.
Without further ado, Garoth stood up and walked into the Arena. Taking the cheering in strides and then he heard the announcer: "Let's hear a loud applause for the King of Korriban, ladies and gentlemen. I present to you.. Garoth Do'Urden."
He could not suppress a smile at that and with a smile he bowed lightly at the cheering crowds. Then he faced his opponent @[member="Paega Anginous"] and yet again bowed in alignment with common courtesy.
"My lady, I wish you luck in the coming engagement. Let us try not to kill one another."
But Garoth did not expect it to take this long, three hours already. For three hours he had been waiting until the horrendous ceremonies, which were held in honor of the Emperor, were finally over. Faintly he could hear the trumpets signing the call for the upcoming battle. It seemed as if the long procession was over, finally.
Without further ado, Garoth stood up and walked into the Arena. Taking the cheering in strides and then he heard the announcer: "Let's hear a loud applause for the King of Korriban, ladies and gentlemen. I present to you.. Garoth Do'Urden."
He could not suppress a smile at that and with a smile he bowed lightly at the cheering crowds. Then he faced his opponent @[member="Paega Anginous"] and yet again bowed in alignment with common courtesy.
"My lady, I wish you luck in the coming engagement. Let us try not to kill one another."