It was not easy really, getting the girl ready as she looked feminine by all ramifications. She pushed her hair into a ponytail and made the puffy clumps of hair warriors bore. The face paint was artistically done with great care and in such a way that no one could recognise the princess. The will of the gods as Kili had stated had to be done. By the time she was done, Orau could have sworn that Arawa did look like a warrior. Next she handed her a basket shield and a sword. It was time. Mark my words, the people of the people needed more men alive than dead, so they had blunt swords for duels and the sorts. This was what Arawa was given at the moment. To decide a winner during the games, warriors were made to duel in a ring, he would was able to push another out of the ring is a winner, he who was able to tactfully put another down on his back was a winner and he who was the able to get another to yield was a winner. See, it was rather a very simple and enjoyable game of wits
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