OOC: Hello again, most of ou don't know me but I used to roleplay here a few years ago, things got busy but I'm back now and came here to notice this arena is pretty quiet so I came to bring some life into it and anyone is allowed to join this fight but an experienced roleplayer would be nice because someone jumping into the room pretending to be bruce lee with regeneration tends to get boring very quickly. (sigh) trust me I had it happen before.

IC:

Soft footsteps echoed around the hollow chamber, grdually growing stronger until a faint glow appeared in the darkness and a torch ignited, faintly illuminating a huge cave, faint trickles of water falling from the ceiling, leaving a hollow sound as it echoes around the cavern, the hooded figure now visible in the light now begins to move around slowly, lighting torchs on either side until most of the cavern is alight with the soft flicker of the flame, crackling in the gloomy silence.

The hooded figure then moved down to one end of the cave and brushed his hood down, revealing his face. His hair was short and spiked up, a soft silver aura flowing throughout the locks of blindingly white hair. His face was of a young complexion, his eyes of a deep green that were of a piercing shrewdness a feeling that they could see more than you could ever know.

The figures name was Mist the famous demon, that has been a legend within Flatearth but had left those lands long ago in search of new challenge, maybe this new land had other legends worthy of his attention. He looked around the cavern with more interest now, hoping that others would reach this place, for the call of a good fight. Mist had been in the dark too long, maybe someone could interest him again as the demons of old once had.