Sure- I can do that. Just don't bring any other weapons around him. [b]He placed the axe's blade against his palm, tapping it slightly and repetitively. The man seemed itching to go, mostly because he needed the practice for the upcoming tourney. Seeing as the deal had been struck, the arena began to change shape and form, the cover turning to large rocks, while the rest was dirt and grass. Between them at the moment there was nothing, as the center had no cover whatsoever. [/b] So then, deal? [b]It was more a formality, considering he had agreed to the man's request. [/b] Oh, and your name. I'm Dale Morrison.