Quickly pacing back to Frisko's Evelyn found her benefactor pacing impatiently.<br/>"There you are. I thought you bailed on me! Come on, we better leave early so there's enough time for preparations."<br/>Frisko would then lead her across the docks district, towards one of the larger buildings further away from the shore, possibly belonging to a wealthier trader or merchant, no doubt someone with pull at local trade. On the way he would go over the tournament rules again, to clarify whatever questions she had.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Tournament rules</div><div class="spoiler_body">The tournament will consist of multiple rounds, each round will have multiple fights or challenges to overcome. There'll be a chance to rest between each round, and completing each round, Evelyn has an option of taking the prize money for that round and quit, or continue to the next round. If at any point she is defeated or disqualified, she loses her winnings and must provide the agreed upon service until she serves what she cost the organizer. The monetary prizes aren't cumulative, she is paid based on how far she can advance in the games. There is also a premium on top of the base price for becoming crowd favorite, that is added as a percentage of the final winnings. Becoming the champion also yields special prizes and privileges within the owner's and the fan's circles.<br/><br/>Qualifiers - 50 gold (Losing here means 10 days of slavery to compensate)<br/>First Round - 100 gold (Losing here means 20 days of slavery to compensate)<br/>Second Round - 300 gold (Losing here means two months of slavery to compensate)<br/>Semifinals - 1000 gold (Losing here means seven months of slavery to compensate)<br/>Finals - 2500 gold (Losing here means one and half a year of slavery to compensate)<br/><br/>Fights are nonlethal and equipment will be provided for them.</div></div><br/><br/><br/>Based on the prizes, this was hardly a regular event, or if so, the organizer made quite the profit with it to offer monetary rewards like he did.<br/><br/>"Once inside, the servants will escort you to prepare for the tournament. My associate might want to check in with you, make sure he didn't make a mistake in funding your participation. Remember, Mr. Gandrav is in charge of organizing the tournament. Whatever happens, don't make him angry or he might disqualify you, and that means no money for either of us. Oh right, I also placed a substantial bet on you. As a token of my trust and good will."<br/><br/>Several people were on the streets, though they were heading to another building, Frisko explained they were the audience and they would use a separate entrance to take their seats for the games.<br/>"Get ready and warmed up, pretty up and make sure you make your fights look good. I'm going to go to my seat now, but I'll be cheering for you."<br/><br/>Inside, there were several other participants, waiting in a common room, all sorts of people from gruff looking barbarians, to fortune-seeking sailors and even some guards without their uniforms. Most kept to themselves, not eager to chat up competition they would be facing, but Evelyn did have a chance to size up some of her possible opponents. After about thirty minutes of waiting, servants began to escort the fighters one at a time, including the paladin to private rooms that were empty short of a few candles, some equipment on a bare table, a bed with clean white sheets and a wooden chest at the base and a pair of scantly-clad servants, male and female holding some ceramic jugs and towels.<br/><br/>"Please place all your possessions in that chest my lady." one spoke "Undress and lie on the bed completely naked, we will prepare and oil your body so you will be limber and able to shrug off strikes of your opponent.