<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/4IltC5z.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Rogue<br/>Result: 1, 6, 6,<br/>Total: 13<br/><br/>Comment: Mage<br/>Result: 5,<br/>Total: 5</div></div><br/>Having donned the sexy 'armor', Zerxel nodded her approval in the way it hugged her slender frame.  While it wasn't the most protective, it was certainly far more than it appeared given how the amethysts could store items, and it probably had at least a few other powers woven into the material as well.  That said, she wouldn't rely solely on the armor of course, but she was more than happy for what Lady Lulia had given to her to use in the dungeon as she proceeded to the next stage of her journey.  The grand opening ceremony itself, but like everything else, the Drow had heard about it more than her fair share from the survivors, and knew that whatever came from here would be up to the dungeon itself to decide.  Before that though, was the brief wait before they were transported to the 'front doors' of the dungeon, where the current Headmistress of the temple would give a speech.  Again, since it was a private affair, she had only heard about it, but she had heard enough stories with similar information to know it was a yearly thing.  As expected, her fellow contestants were mentally preparing themselves, some offering prayers to their gods, some meditating, others nervously moving about, but all were awaiting the same fate.  Zerxel herself stood still, her hands under her armor covered breasts, appearing for all intents and purposes perfectly at ease.  There was no turning back, she had made it this far, she knew what she was walking into, the time for fear had long since passed.  Fear was the little death, one of her early dueling teachers had told her.  Giving sway to it would surely cause her death far quicker than any monster, so she let it pass, what little remained, and breathed it out, her focus and will as strong as the blades at her sides.  Those were the only faith she needed to arm herself with.  Her own skills would see her through, or they wouldn't, there was no middle ground.  Even so, while she knows Bo can't see her, having since already started her own meditations, the Drow silently wishes her good fortune before they're brought to the next area.<br/><br/>Once everyone had appeared before the Headmistress in the opening section of the dungeon, Zerxel paid heed to the former champion's words, knowing there was likely a hint as to what would come in the arena at least in her opening speech.  She wasn't disappointed either as Ravensoul revealed the fact three of them wouldn't be making it to the next round, a slight surprise but not totally unexpected either.  She did have to say this though for the new Headmistress, she was a far sight more welcome than that jaded bitch Mayweather, and far more easy on the eyes as well, but Zerxel put that out of her mind for now, mentally preparing herself for what came next.  The fact they'd have to defeat each other somehow to progress to the next area made her a little nervous, but as before, she breathed out the fear of having to face one of her allies in the arena.  There were plenty of people to go around, and the chances of having to take them out three times were quite slim, but still possible.  Putting her hands on her blades' hilts, Zerxel closed her eyes only for a moment, but it was at the right moment as she soon appeared in the arena proper.<strong>"Shit."</strong>She cursed, having hoped for more when she adjusted to the new area around her.  There wasn't a lot to go on at a glance, save for the fact Yanna and four treasure chests were in the immediate area.<br/><br/>Okay, a few treasures chests that could be a mimic, and one contestant.  If it was trapped, she needed to act fast, since she had a feeling standing around would be detrimental to her health and continued sanity.  Wasting no time, Zerxel spun on her heel, away from Yanna for the moment, and shot out her right hand towards the treasure chest directly in front of her, a bolt of lightning crackling around her fingertips.  Shouting out the cantrip, she let the bolt fly, hoping the spell would activate the mimic, again if it was indeed a monster in disguise.  Regardless if it was or not, she'd use her other senses to try and determine just what this room entailed, how they were supposed to get out of here as she cast her red eyes over every section of the area, hoping to divine some clue as to how they were meant to proceed.  If there was no other way but to take out the other contestant....well, she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.  If the treasure chest was indeed a chest though, she'd make a run for it and pilfer whatever was inside, in the hopes of obtaining at least a little extra help on the way out of this first area.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Okay, going for one treasure chest, and had Zerxel look around for any clues as to how to get out of the room.  If there's nothing, she'll reluctantly attack Yanna next round, but starting with the treasure chest by throwing lightning at it.  I ain't about to open a chest without checking it first if at all possible lol.</div></div>