Delbin and Paxina found themselves in an arena of golden sands. A glittering dome rose above them. They were about to introduce themselves when three figures appeared. The first wore robes of white and had long golden hair. “You know this kind of thing was banned years ago.” he says.
“Shut up Magius. You say that every time you play but you never seem to report it unless you lose,” said the figure in black robes. His long grey beard covered most of his face. A chill aura emanated from him. He looked down appraisingly of the two kender.
The third figure in Red-Robes and gold skin said “There is no need for the bickering. Let’s get this started. Gentlemen pick your kender.” Raistlin’s hour-glasses eyes twinkled mischievously.
The white robe and black robe discussed it and each one settled on the kender of their choice. Raistlin nodded at their choices and looked down on the kender.
Paxina and Delbin did not know what was going on, but they were struck speechless by the fact that they were witness to one of the greatest meetings in all of Krynn. Each one was about to introduce themselves to the wizards when Raistlin started to mumble. They were going to witness Raistlin Majere casting a spell. How wonderful!
Raistlin completed his spell and stepped back. He uttered one word. “Fight” and the kender fell upon one another in a killing fury.