Imass steps into the grimy and dirty magician city with a look of despise and hatred in his face. They had the fragment and they weren't giving it up. The Zealot would fight anyone even if they may be two times the strength and speed, because it was not about living or dieing, it was about being brave in the face of enemies and doing the Windoak's duty. Honor was above everything for Imass and he would keep his word to Tyveth.
The Zealot stepped through the citadel's dark streets. His voice echoed,
"Who douth challenge Imass the Zealot to a PVP mortal combat duel, possibly moderated by Mirage Ds of Sahova, gods willing?" I know this is a OOC thread, but sorry had to do a little IC thing to convey what I was trying to convey