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Throughout the course of the evening, Team Ohtar had witnessed quite an array of spectatcles, from the arsen of Team Enishi to the drunken fighting of Amarth and Matt. None of the team's members had taken part in the alcohol being served; settling for tea instead. Although, Elrohir and Aranel had begged for it.
"Come on!" they both pleaded together, trying to sway the only voice of reason on the team, Amras. "Just one shot, Please?"
"No." Amras said coolely. " You know what happens when you two drink....I have to stay up all night listening to it and you both are a wreck in the morning. Settle for some cider or tea and shut up."
When the fire was lit by Team Enishi, Team Ohatr had opted to stay back at their seats. However, considering the fact that they were ina forest, they were eventualy forced to get out of their seats and help the servants put out the fire. It was pitch black by the time that the fire was put out.
"What do you make of the scattering of the other team?" Elrohir asked Amras and Aranel "Do you think they just wanted their weapons."
"Who knows," Amras replied "If they had really wanted to keep their weapons and such, they could have. I mean..we did, but then again we all have relatively small weapons. I ccouldn't say exactly why they went."
"I imagine that they suspect whoever put this tournment together of foul play or somthing." Aranel projected.
"Well, however they feel is their problem. We have to keep our focus on ourselves and the tournament. Now let's say we get some sleep."
By then, the servants had replaced the tables with tents and the bar with basins of warm water. They had provded everything needed to accomodate the fighters as promsied.
Team Ohtar made their way to a tent on the outskirts of the clearing and lay down to go to sleep, weapons still at their sides.
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