The mice led us to a giant shoe where the Grand Poobah of the the mice lived, where he told us about a crystal ball that would help us get out of this God forsaken sand hole. He told us were it was and what we had to do. Afterwards he thought me how to use it. When we got to the arena, some of us may have placed some bets in the wrong place, and maybe said place GTFOT when the battle was over. To make it short, I punched a TANK of a man into a Pit of Doom™ and Guilda jumped off his shield and attacked the Bitch Faced™ mage behind him… Guilda killed her by snapping her neck on her leg.
Anyway, we got paid, we’re fighting in the death match tomorrow, and Guilda and I are the Champions of the Wastes™. Oh and I now find that I have an unquenchable blood lust…™… YAAAAY!