I stepped out of the Adventurer's Haven wearing my Black Hooded Chainbody rogueishly handsome. I was in the Adventurer's Haven's Yard. I always fancied any Yard a Courtyard, so my walk was strait.

I enjoyed what I saw or it was the commodity of the blessed Sun making the Yard comfy. I sought the Training-Master, Breath of Life, eager to speak with amble skill myself to this encouragable Hero|Champion, likely Overseer of Combat\Battle. So, I hastened my mental search rather than bemusingly taking-in everything that enlightened me, curiosity not mattering of the course.

[color=39b54a][i]Mayhaps that gutteral drain will have another space of land around it's hectar... Nerp, a wall forthcomed of the building.. I must insist this way then.[/i][/color] Down the Blough I went, careful to not trod wrong. It wasnt long till the Blough steadied me to a Floozy Brook patching the Tufts and Banks into a grove. Thus I knew I was close. I looked over my Shoulder at the Hill, then from the former wall I saw I could of closed the Door I got out of to walk towards the next closest Building that way. I surreptisously meanded up the Hill, closed the Door, and was correct; a Route to the Arena was obvious.

Nearing the Area I could hear some twangs, and screches from inside. I enterred.