Arkem walked to the ring when he entered the arena. This world was so primitive compared to his own. He new this was the begining of things to come. The evil he senced here was great. He recognised that this was a place where creatures did combat. He remembered this from old stories he heard as he was training. The Elvan warrior knew there were other creatures of magic here. some evil and some good. He knew he had to put a stop to the evil. A ring tech came up to him and gave him a mic. Arkem put the mic to his lips.


"I am here on a great quest from the future. I was sent here to put an end to the evil. From what I senced, there is great evil here. Who do I speak to around here?"


Arkem waited to see if any one came out. he had his energy sabre ready incase he was attacked. his hands were also glowing ready to release mystical energies. The white haired elf was ready for combat. Would he meet friend or foe. There were many mystical energies in this place. The evil energies were overwhelming but Arkem stood strong. His body was a natural mystical conduit being that he was an elf. He was one of the best warrior mages of Avalon. He graduated the academy ahead of his class.