The troll laughed, and the crowd cheered. "The rules are simple!," the hulking figure roared. "Each team will run a chariot around the arena. Any team that completes three laps wins the right to join the Lords of Rust! Other than that? No rules."<br/><br/>Isixam would see five light chariots, arranged near the stage; the other competitors would begin moving towards the vehicles, some looking around for the horses that would pull them. The troll sneered. "No horses for you lot! One of your own will be pulling! Hahahahah!"