http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100298.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100298.0)  OOC link<br/>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100299.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100299.0)  Character Thread link.<br/>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100469.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100469.0)  Bath and Spa Area.<br/><br/><strong>1200 hours.  Current Location.  Forgotten Realms on the continent of Faerun, just outside the gates of Mithral Hall.  First contestant's name, Giselle Do'Urden.</strong><br/><br/>The half Drow was unaware she was being watched as the noon day sun hovered over the mountains she called home.  Having never heard of a tournament called Dead or Alive, let alone the place it originated from, she was preparing to set out to search for her father.  He had gone missing a week ago, and while that in itself was no surprise, he usually told SOMEONE where he was going, but this time had been drastically different, that much she knew in her gut.  Besides, there had been a few blood spatters outside the gates which meant he hadn't gone quietly, but how it had happened was still beyond Giselle's understanding.  It wasn't uncommon for him to train outside under a canopy of stars or the sun, but to see signs of a struggle worried her more than a little as she examined the ground once more to see if she could make heads or tails of what happened.  If it was what she feared, then there would be hell to pay when she caught up with whoever had taken her and her twin brothers' only surviving parent away.<br/><br/>Standing at a good five foot seven inches, Giselle brushed her long silver gray hair out of her dark elven face and away from her ageless brown eyes as she followed the clear trail before her that lead through the abandoned village of Settlestone and down the stairs that would head out of the mountains and into the Silver Marshes and further if she had to guess given the head start their enemies had.  David and Seth were busy checking leads in other parts of the world, but she had a feeling they wouldn't find anything.  Reaching the edge of the forest before her a few hours later, Giselle stopped as she fingered the pommels of her father's blades, Icingdeath and Twinkle.  The two swords were heavily enchanted to absorb fire or have a keener blade than it first appeared to possess as well as light up when danger was near, just as it was doing now.  Monsters were in the woods before her it would seem.  Well, she needed some exercise anyway.  It was said that trolls were some of the toughest and most vile of creatures to ever walk the face of Faerun since they could regenerate from nearly any wound inflicted upon them, and the way they spawned new trolls was by having limbs or even just pieces of their flesh removed.  Fire and acid were the only ways to destroy them for good, and that's just what Giselle had up her sleeve as she called upon her magical abilities to aid her in this fight.<br/><br/>Thirty of the beasts poured out of the forest before her, and to Giselle's mind thirty trolls were about to become tinder as both her blades developed a green acidic edge to them.  Her brown eyes shined with the use of her magic as she ran in with lightning quick speed, Icingdeath going low and Twinkle going high as the first of the brutes closed in for melee.  An arm and part of the creature's face went with that first strike alone as she spun about the monster with uncanny grace even for an elf warrior and a second felt the woman's poisoned blades sink into its chest as she passed by, ducking a fist the size of a small child aimed at her face.  Rolling to her feet, Giselle came up from her roll spinning like a top and landed five more hits back to back on three more of the ugly brutes before jumping straight up into the air, and landing on a fourth's back, her scimitars already diving for the monster's neck.  She cleaved the creature's head clean off before jumping away to land on a second one right next to her, and again her blades dipped and took most of this one's face right off before she ran down the thing's back swinging away with deadly precision against the next one in line.  One, two, three, four, five, six attacks saw that one turned into so many small bits before having to block another wild swing from one behind her and to the right.  Her sword ate through the creature's hand as she pushed it back and flipped backward as another tried to rush her and drag her to the ground in the process, planning to rip her apart with its vile teeth.<br/><br/>Instead all it hit was air as Giselle sprang from the tree she had swung up into after flying through the air for a time, and cut the dumbfounded troll in half on her way down before he could recover.  Before she could ready another attack though, the half Drow found herself pinned against the chest of one that had been right behind her, but her armor and her quick thinking saved her life as the shaggy thing breathed its smelly breath on her neck.  Twisting her blades about so her swords were pointing towards the brute, Giselle gave it a quick one two stab to the chest and felt its hold loosen on her which allowed the agile elf to slip free and deliver a powerful kick to its face, shattering its jaw in the process before finishing it with a deadly slice across its throat.  Turning to the remaining group, Giselle sheathed her blades quickly and raised both of her hands before her, casting a Firaga level spell their way.  The resulting fireball that erupted from her hand was the equivalent of a small block of dynamite going off, which quickly consumed a large portion of the ground, leaving nothing left of the enemy beasts but smoldering ruins which quickly turned to ash which in turn blew away in the wind.  About to go further on the road before her, Giselle was stopped when a strange metal bladed weapon planted itself by her face right into the tree she was looking at.  Pulling it free, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at what it said in elven.  "You've been invited to DOA."  A small map appeared as if by magic out of the yellow lighted center, displaying where it was she was supposed to go.  Normally she would have ignored it but her heart nearly stopped when a very brief of her father's face appeared in her mind when she touched the device.  "Whoever you people are, if you have anything to do with my father's disappearance, then rest assured I'll be there.  You can count on it."<br/><br/>((Get an introduction going first before we move on.  Thanks!  I'll get a viable Tournament area going in the meantime, promise.))